"Mm, I felt it before... Uncle Nie is very gentle, with me, with A Yao, he's very patient..."
"Then... if I were your Dad, would you be happy?"
Lu Qian said conflictedly, "I don't know... If I had a Dad like Uncle Nie... I'd probably be happy, but now I just feel more upset... Why is it that suddenly my Dad is not my Dad anymore..."
Nie Cheng smiled bitterly, "Ah Qian... you have to remember, in this world, there are many things that the Lord of Heaven has predestined... there aren't so many 'why's, if it isn't... then it simply isn't."
Lu Qian said gloomily, "I'm still young, I don't understand those things... but Uncle Nie, take me home, I don't want to see my Mom... I don't know how to face her."
Nie Cheng said in surprise, "Why don't you know how to face your Mom?"
Lu Qian felt a sting in his nose, and tears started to fall again.
