She trembled as she opened the album before her.
The little guy had been stolen at birth and had never seen his mother.
Ji Weitian didn't know how he had drawn his mother, what she would look like, and whether she resembled her.
Too many heartaches and questions echoed in her chest, until she saw the first painting in the album—
Unlike a four-year-old child's naive scribbles,
Ruirui had a talent for drawing; the figure sketched with pencil was recognizably a female character.
From the limbs to the clothing, even if it was just a simple outline, it was evident that he had painted with great care.
The most peculiar aspect of this painting was the absence of facial features.
What he had drawn was a faceless mother.
As Ji Weitian flipped further, the little guy's subsequent paintings got better and more detailed, with some being more than just sketches - they were also colored with crayons.
However, all these paintings had one thing in common: they were faceless.
