"Z- Zemin..." Ye Linger called out to her son, her eyes still fixed on the eyes of the little girl who had just called her grandmother.
"T- This young lady..."
Bai Zemin looked at his mother, and noticing her lips, as well as her trembling eyes, he couldn't help but sigh in his heart.
Ye Linger, just like Bai Delan, had always been worried about Bai Zemin's future. Not about his studies nor about getting a job since she knew that her son was a person who would definitely not give up in the face of life's difficulties, Ye Linger's worries lay in the fact that her son never looked at any girl again for many years after what happened during his high school years.
Would he be able to start a family?
Would he find a good wife to be his confidant and partner in times of trouble?
Would she ever see a grandchild?
Would he be alone forever?
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