For a moment, she actually could not even remember her own age.
Feeling a little guilty, she instinctively lowered her head and raised a hand, her long jade fingers rather helplessly twining around a strand of silver hair that had slipped down from her temple.
But that did not mean she had any psychological resistance toward Mother, who was younger than she was.
In a child's heart, no matter how old they were, before their mother, they were still a child.
Besides, her appearance had not changed, and her mental state might not truly have matured all that much either. Even now, in front of Mother, she could still feel perfectly justified in saying that she had not grown up yet.
"Why have you stopped talking? Did something happen again?"
Mother smiled faintly, then reached out and gently hooked the silver strand at her temple, saying unconsciously, "You're still so young. How do you already have white hair?"
"Mm... isn't it pretty normal for young people to go prematurely gray?"
Yao Wan defended herself without so much as blushing or missing a beat. Even so, having already steeled herself quite a bit, this time she was at least not as caught off guard and embarrassed as before.
"Does premature gray hair turn this neat?"
Mother could not help giving a soft sound of surprise, her brows furrowing. Yao Wan's heart tightened at the sight, as if Mother were angry at her child's perfunctory answer.
But even so, under Yao Wan's slightly weakened gaze, Mother ultimately let go of the silver hair at her temple for the moment.
"...Young people shouldn't dye their hair, that's all."
The corners of her eyes, where crow's feet had already appeared, curved with a warm smile. It made Yao Wan's heart ache a little.
"I'm