An unnamed little town.
Yangyang was in the courtyard, watching the little girl who was staring longingly at a jade hairpin and shedding a few tears every now and then.
She blinked innocently.
She couldn't pretend she hadn't seen this. That was her mom...
This wasn't the first time she'd seen a scene like this.
Lately, Ye Xiaoyao had even stopped incubating the eggs. Whenever she had nothing to do, she'd sit beneath a tree and cry. After crying for a while, she'd stare blankly at the jade hairpin; after staring for a while, she'd start crying again. The cycle repeated countless times. She spent all day doing who knew what, letting the hours slip by.
"Mother!"
Yangyang couldn't take it anymore. She rushed over and snatched the jade hairpin away.
The hairpin suddenly gone from my hand, I was about to get angry when I heard my daughter speak.
"If you really can't bear to be apart from Mama Ye Qingxian, then go find her! What are you doing crying at home all day?"
"Mom, didn't you teach me that I shouldn't be so useless?"
I wiped away my tears and conjured a water mirror, gazing at the little girl reflected inside, her eyes swollen and red.
"But I was the one who drove her away."
Yangyang came over and looked up at me. "Are you too proud to make the first move?"
She'd hit the nail on the head. I fell quiet for a moment.
Yangyang said each word clearly. "Mother, you can't keep doing this. You shut yourself away and don't talk to anyone. Even if you really like someone, you'll just wait for them to take the initiative and enter your heart."
"Can't you take a step or two toward them yourself?"
"Maybe all you need