C3348 Worry about Personal Gains and Losses

Nan Yichun was only ten when his mother died.

Her memory of her mother had already blurred, but every time she saw a picture of her mother, she would still feel very sad.

Nan Yichun looked at her cry and did not say anything.

He gave his mother the lily that she loved the most when she was alive, and just like when he was young, he stood in front of her tombstone. He said lightly, "Mom