Luna was much relieved when she heard Amy's voice, but as she dropped her gaze to look at Amy, she was taken aback.
Amy was wearing a beautiful purple dress today, with an exquisite golden red embroidered flower on the front. She had two skillfully braided cute little braids, and her clean face was full of joy.
Amy used to wear old linen clothes and crouch in a corner all by herself with messy hair, which was a really sorrowful sight. However, now she had become a lovely princess; Luna was both surprised and relieved.
What surprised her even more was that the man was Amy's father, who had been badly ill as far as she could remember. Once, when she saw them from afar, he was wearing shabby old cotton clothes; he hobbled, hunched up, his face half-covered by his whiskers, looking like a very old man.
