"But Luo Luo can't come back anymore. She was our daughter; I miss her too, but we have to face reality," Song Hanyi hugged her from behind, "I don't want to see you like this because of it."
Yun Su said nothing.
After a long time, she turned around and spoke softly, "I dreamed of her again last night."
"She was wearing that white little dress from that day, running towards me calling 'mom,' with cream on the corner of her mouth, smiling so adorably..."
As she spoke, tears began to stream from Yun Su's eyes.
Song Hanyi looked on with unbearable pain and hugged her tightly, kissing her.
"Don't think about it, don't think about it. She's so adorable; in another world, she'll definitely live well."
"As for Nianqing, if you can't accept it, just think of her as the neighbor's daughter. Having someone accompany you is good, too."
Yun Su paused for a moment and responded, "Mm."
