Lin Miao'er's lips curved into a smile, "Going home? Are you taking me home?"
Gong Motin gazed at her confused eyes and nodded with distress, "Don't worry, from now on, I'm here for you."
Lin Miao'er smiled until the tears once again streamed down her face, "Yes, I still have you."
She also had Da Bai.
She didn't want Da Bai to live like her current self, unwanted and ostracized no matter where she went, which was why she now so desperately tried to understand Gong Motin and to clear up his life.
Her intoxicated eyes looked at Gong Motin, "I'm so happy to have met you."
Gong Motin remembered that early autumn five years ago, she was just like now, lying in his arms, confused and clinging to him without any defenses.
Five years had passed, and she had become more and more important to him.
"Miao'er, tell me the truth, why did you leave by my side five years ago?"