"The air is so much fresher outside; Mommy should come out for walks more often." Xiaoyi nibbled on the tanghulu just bought on the way, trying to persuade.
"I don't want to, it's too cold." Liu Mingxing flatly refused.
People hurried along the road, perhaps because New Year's was tomorrow, smiles graced everyone's faces. Young couples with their little children walked along, their laughter drifting over, and Liu Yi watched, envy revealing itself in her gaze.
"It would be great if Daddy could come over and spend New Year's with us."
Liu Yi muttered.
"Your daddy has to go home for New Year's too," Liu Mingxing said softly.
New Year's is about reunion.
Countless people travel great distances just to spend it with loved ones.
"Ah, that's true." Liu Yi nodded regretfully and bit into the tanghulu. Ooh, so sour!
Liu Mingxing fell silent for a while, then suddenly said: "Xiaoyi, I am sorry."
Liu Yi was taken aback, "What's wrong, Mommy?"
