" I remember how he never smiled again."

"He talks about me ?", the girl was surprised as her brows raised up, involuntarily.

"I can't say that he speaks to us a lot.", Li Jungah nodded as she smiled wryly, "But you see, your uncle and I had a love marriage. I can naturally sense love. And no matter how less time I spent with Yuan, he is still my son. I know him.

"I could tell he was in love. And when I asked him about it, he wouldn't stop talking about the girl he liked. About you. You were our first conversation, Xinghe. I had a real conversation with my son, after what, more than ten years, because of you. About you."

"I've never seen Yuan so happy, so carefree before this, honey. And I can only thank you for that."