Uncle is very busy. Although he comes back to stay for a few days whenever he can, they still spend more time apart than together.
When will there finally be a Mom and Dad at home?
Tang Xiao walked into the living room. The spacious room felt very empty. He habitually went upstairs, planning to take a shower.
As he passed by the dining table, he saw many sumptuous dishes placed there, which puzzled him for a moment. What day is it today, why make so much food?
But he didn't think much of it and continued upstairs. Just as he took a few steps, he heard someone call him.
"Kangkang, where are you going? Dinner's about to start."
The familiar voice struck him to his core, making him turn around abruptly and eagerly look toward the person coming over.
No, this isn't real!
He must be hallucinating, or how could he see Mom walking out from the kitchen.
Mom was smiling at him, her smile so gentle.
Tang Xiao clenched his fists. If this is a dream, please let him never wake up.
