That wasn't her mother's face; it was Su Qingzhi's.

His heart skipped a beat.

But the next second, instead of being disappointed, he felt a strange sense of peace.

It turns out that he had already regarded that gentle aunt as his mother.

When he woke up in the morning, he kept his eyes closed and didn't want to move.

How he wished that when he opened his eyes, he would see her standing by his bedside, saying something to him.

"Time to get up, you lazybones."

But the sun still rose.

He opened his eyes, but felt a huge emptiness in his heart.

He wanted to go to her, but his feet felt like they were nailed to the ground.

Just as he was feeling unwell, He Zaizhou arrived.

Seeing Zhenzhen sitting blankly on the bed, he frowned slightly.

“Zhenzhen, that aunt who is so kind to you, and that uncle who looks fierce, they... want to adopt you.”

His voice was very low.

Zhenzhen suddenly looked up.

"...Really?"

His eyes instantly reddened.

Zhenzhen stared intently at He Zaizhou's face, trying to confirm from his eyes that this was real and not just a lie.

People had visited him before.

But there was no light in their eyes, only calculation.

But Su Qingzhi was different. When she looked at him, her eyes held heartache, pity, and...love.

He knew that this time might be different.

Aunt Yang had also wanted to adopt him.

But her mother-in-law absolutely refused to agree.

In the end, she had no choice but to give up.

On the day she left, she specially cooked a bowl of hot noodles.

"Zhenzhen, your aunt is being transferred to another place."

The look in her eyes as she looked at Zhenzhen was filled with heartache and unspeakable guilt.