Liu Shanhai bent down and picked up his son directly.
"Did you miss Daddy?"
Liu Shanhai held his son in his arms, took a deep breath, as if wanting to forever remember his son's scent.
At this moment, Qi Wenjing, who was in a daze, finally snapped back to reality and then rushed over, embracing the father and son tightly.
"Wen Jing." Liu Shanhai gently embraced his wife.
But his wife hugged him very tightly, as if wanting to melt him into her body, never letting him leave again.
Qi Wenjing didn't answer him, just started to sob softly.
Liu Yongkang, sandwiched between the two, wanted to turn around to comfort his mom, but was stuck tightly, unable to turn, and could only hug his dad's neck and turn his head, saying, "Mom, Dad is back. You should be happy. Why are you crying?"
Qi Wenjing wiped her tears and forcibly denied, "I'm not crying."
She then slowly let go of Liu Shanhai, but one hand remained tightly interlocked with his fingers.
"You're back," she said.
