Jiang Xun carried Mu Mu as he faced Gu Qingyao with a forced smile. "This… Elder Sister Gu, Mu Mu has recovered. I… I should bring them back! We have been here for many days and we've imposed on you."
"Thank you for treating Mu Mu. I… I'll bring him home now!"
Jiang Xun was carrying Mu Mu in his arms and the latter leaned his head on Jiang Xun's shoulders. When he heard that, his eyes reddened.
He looked at Gu Qingyao for a long time. "Elder Sister Gu, goodbye! I… I'm going home. I'll come visit you again. Will you please teach me to write then?"
Mu Mu could not bear to leave Gu Qingyao. In his short life, Gu Qingyao was the first woman to have treated him so well.
Young children instinctively longed for their mothers, and he had been motherless since he was young.
He had met Gu Yunshuang once, but she had not taken care of him. She had only given the brothers some food and old clothes.