Wu Xiaowen took out a handkerchief and gently pressed the corner of her eye. "Xiao Fan, you're still young. I hope you never have to go through what your uncle and I have. We've experienced all the joys and sorrows, partings and reunions life has to offer. Maybe your uncle's days will get better, but as for your Aunt Wu... I'm the one who's suffering."
"Aunt Wu, please don't be upset. If you're facing any difficulties, just tell me. I'm an adult now, I can surely help you in some way!"
"You're a good boy, thank you. Just hearing you say that already makes me very happy and content!"
