After the meal, Xiao's father took Xiao Moyan to the study.
Ning Qing naturally chatted with Xiao's mother.
In the garden, Xiao's mother looked at Ning Qing sitting opposite her, her emotions complex and hard to discern.
"Xiao Qing, how long have you known Xiao Mo?"
"But... do you still know him?"
Ning Qing didn't know where Xiao's mother's emotions came from, but she still had to express her stance.
"More than a month."
"Although we haven't known each other for long, we like each other just as much."
Seeing that Ning Qing was eager to express his feelings, Xiao's mother knew that she truly liked her son.
He couldn't help but smile slightly.
"Auntie didn't mean anything by it. Dating is your freedom as young people, and his father and I don't object to it."
He glanced at Ning Qing, then hesitated, as if he wanted to say something but couldn't.
"That's right, I don't know how much you know about him."
"But... there are some things you still need to know and understand clearly."
Ning Qing nodded knowingly.
"Auntie, are you perhaps referring to... Xi Yan?"
A hint of surprise flashed in Xiao's mother's eyes.
"Have you seen Xi Yan?"
Ning Qing nodded.
"Yes, I've seen it."
"The first person I met was Xi Yan."
Xiao's mother, "Then...you..."
Ning Qing: "I also really like Xi Yan. He is very gentle."
Upon hearing this, Xiao's mother's gaze drifted into the void, unfocused, as if lost in some kind of memory, murmuring to herself.
"Yes, she was a very gentle child."
How could such a good child be forever stuck at the age of eleven?
Never again will I see... this wonderful world...
It wasn't until Ning Qing handed her the tissue that Xiao's mother snapped out of her reverie.
Before I knew it, my eyes were already wet.
She took the tissue and gently wiped the moisture from the corner of her eyes.
He looked at Ning Qing with a hint of apology in his eyes.
I'm sorry, you must have found this amusing.
Ning Qing said, "It's okay. If you don't mind, you can talk to me about Xi Yan."
“I am very happy to listen.”
After looking at Ning Qing for a while, Xiao's mother slowly spoke.
"Actually, I have two sons. My eldest son is named Xiyan, and my youngest son is named Moyan."
"Because his father and I are both very busy with work, we don't have much time to spend with them."
"Xi Yan, as the older brother, is very sensible and has always taken good care of his younger brother."
"Mo Yan grew up with Xi Yan by his side, and he deeply respects and likes his older brother Xi Yan."
"He also listens to his brother the most."
As she spoke, her eyes filled with tenderness, and the smile on her lips was so beautiful.
“When he was little, I often teased him for only knowing his brother but not his parents.”
"In the past, I always felt that I would have plenty of time to spend with them in the future, so there was no need to rush."
"But……".
For some unknown reason, sadness welled up in her eyes.
My eyes welled up with tears again.
Ning Qing silently handed over a tissue again.
Xiao's mother took the tissue.
"I hope you won't laugh at me."
Ning Qing shook her head, "You're too kind, Mother-in-law."
One sentence left Xiao's mother speechless, both amused and exasperated.
“You…”
"Why……".
I looked up at the starry sky.
"You noticed it too, didn't you?"
Ning Qing reached out and gently patted her shoulder.
"Um".
"Auntie, tell me about Xiyan."
After a moment of silence, Xiao's mother finally spoke.
"That winter, Xiyan had just turned 11, and I had someone take the two brothers to the amusement park."
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