"Sure, Mommy is here!" Xu Chaomu said with a smile.
Under the candlelight, Xu Chaomu appeared gentle, no longer the little girl she once was, but now resembled a loving mother.
She shared all her tenderness with Xiaobao, and apart from sometimes being a bit ungrateful, he was very clingy to Xu Chaomu.
Sometimes, when Xu Chaomu felt unhappy, the little guy would cheer her up, being especially clever.
The candle flames flickered, and Xu Chaomu watched the dancing light, a smile curving at the corners of her lips.
Yet, her smile couldn't hide the melancholy in her eyes, a sadness as prolonged and steady as spring rain...
"Baby, how about we go to bed after finishing the cake? It's getting cold, and you mustn't catch a cold again," Xu Chaomu coaxed.
Last time Xiaobao had a fever, it had really scared her.
"Mommy..." was all Xiaobao could call.
"There, there, I know you love Mommy," Xu Chaomu laughed.
She kissed Xiaobao and blew out the candles on the table.
