At first, he imagined that person as his mother. But after countless cycles of hope and disappointment, he knew that person could never be his mother.
Later, as he grew older and suffered countless more disappointments, he understood that no such person would ever appear.
After all, even Mama Zhang, who had cooked for the family for over a decade, had given up after just a few attempts to persuade her.
And he had gradually grown numb.
But last night... that person had appeared.
The person he had thought could never appear had appeared.
She had appeared in an extremely abrupt, incredibly unbelievable, utterly inexplicable way.
Even now, he still didn't understand why she had suddenly appeared in his life.
At that moment, Jiang Yihan's heart was confused, nervous, and uneasy.
He desperately wanted to grasp onto something, yet hesitated to move forward.
He was afraid that all of this was merely an illusion, merely a fantasy of his own.
Even more frightening was the thought of... gaining her, only to lose her again and fall from disappointment into despair once more.
His pitch-black eyes stared fixedly at the sapphire-blue phone in his hand. He gripped it so tightly that it seemed he might crush it flat.
After a long while, he finally let out a deep breath and slowly loosened his grip.
He gently rubbed the phone twice, switched it to silent mode, stuffed it into his pocket, and went upstairs expressionlessly.
After leaving, Su Qiao threw the trash into a roadside bin and set the folding table aside.
Then she slipped her hands into her pockets and boarded a bus home.
``` Host, the Darkening Value has finally dropped! It's 7/10 now. Keep working hard and don't let up!
Our host has really grown. She's become a mature