The Truth About the crimson one (b)
Vincent's eyes remained on his parents. It looked as if he was trying to engrave their picture in his mind. Although well above their forties, his parents had no signs of aging on their faces. They looked as young, handsome, dashing, and beautiful as the last time he saw them.
"Wife, it had already started recording us."
After noticing that the device shaped like an orb had already started recording them, Vincent's mother blushed.
"Should we edit out the embarrassing part?"
Vincent heard his mother saying those words while blushing a little.
"What's wrong with letting our son see how much we love each other?" Like a true man, his handsome father placed a kiss on his mother's cheeks and added, "Let's just keep it, ah!"
"Stop being naughty."