"Yes, I've recognized him already, and it was President Qi who let me do so!" Mother said happily, looking at Hua Xiaomo, sensing a slight discomfort on her face when she brought up Qi Longbing.
Hua Xiaomo didn't say anything. She thought for a moment, then looked towards the staircase with a thoughtful gleam in her eyes.
"Mother, I'm going upstairs to take a look. I'll wait a bit before eating," Hua Xiaomo said, quickly ascending the stairs with light steps to her own room.
Everything was unchanged; her room was still bright and beautiful, and even the curtains were of the pink color she used to like.
How wonderful it felt to be back home, utterly incomparable to anywhere else, no matter how nice it is. Nothing could match the feeling of being by one's mother's side—a truly warm, comfortable, and indescribably pleasant sensation.
Lying in bed, Hua Xiaomo thought about many things, as if she had returned to five years ago, a time when she was truly happy.
