C345 How Could It be Him?

The autumn in the town was especially bleak.

Yang Muxi stood outside the kindergarten waiting. When he saw that tiny figure, his heart immediately softened.

The evening sun shone through the mottled leaves on her face, giving it an extra maternal gentleness.

"Mom!" The child's crisp and childish voice was especially pleasant to the ears. She called out to him before jogging over