Mother said she likes her, but he doesn't admit it.
However, he knows that he admires her a lot.
Very independent, very brave, very strong.
Although he always wants to be independent, he knows he often can't do without his mother.
However, Sweet's presence gave him courage.
Sweet rested her chin in her hands, looking at Naughty, "Auntie is a very nice person. I really envy you."
She also wished she could have such a gentle and kind mother, but she didn't.
"What about your mom?" Naughty looked at her.
Sweet said, "Grandma said she died a long time ago. I've never seen her."
"I'm sorry," Naughty said. "I shouldn't have brought it up."
"It's nothing," Sweet smiled. "I'm used to it. They used to tease me for being a child without a mother. So what? Didn't I grow up anyway?"
She didn't feel sad about her situation.
The only sadness she felt was that she currently lacked the ability to protect her dearest grandmother.
