Zhuang Long tilted his head and stared ahead. New York City was right in front of him. The tall buildings made him yearn for them. He looked at a certain building and sighed.
"What's wrong, Ah Long?" Marvin listened patiently. He didn't rush him, but he was worried.
Zhuang Long said, "I miss Mother very much."
There was silence on Marvin's end.
Zhuang Long added, "I miss her very much. Without my mother, I wouldn't have what I have today. Perhaps I would have grown up in that orphanage and been buried for the rest of my life. She's really a kind person. Many things have happened recently. I can't help but feel sad when I think of her."
Even though Marvin did not speak on the other end of the phone, Zhuang Long knew that Marvin was listening to him. He sighed and asked, "Father, you must have been suffering when Mother left, right?"
Marvin laughed helplessly.