Hongxin understood very well, so he held Ye Zao's hand: "Mother is too cautious. Is there anything about your son that you shouldn't know?"
"Naturally, there isn't. I know you're good. But Gun Gun has grown up. Mother trusts Gun Gun, and Gun Gun should have his own life, his own decisions, and his own way of doing things, right?" Ye Zao smiled and patted her son's hand.
Hongxin's hand relaxed, and his face blushed. He was already so old and still being called Gun Gun!
However, while he felt shy at being called that by his mother, he also felt his heart warm and cozy.
Only his mother would still call him that now.
In the blink of an eye, nineteen years had passed.
Counting by the traditional age, it's been twenty years...
