Lian Xinying knew her son wouldn't lie to her, so she was expectant for Yan Ye's voice to come through the phone.
But one second passed, two seconds passed... ten seconds had gone by, and still, there was no sound from Yan Ye.
"Mommy! Daddy's being a naughty ghost! He won't talk!" Xiaocheng said Yan Ye was a naughty ghost, making Yan Ye's lips twitch.
Who talks about their father like that!
The light in Lian Xinying's eyes dimmed slightly.
"It's fine, Mommy is going to sleep now, you should go to bed early too."
"Okay! Mommy, when will you come to play with me?" Xiaocheng was looking forward to their next meeting.
"How about in a couple of days?" When Lian Xinying said a couple of days, it wasn't necessarily two days; it could be three days, four days...
"Sure! One day, two days, I sleep twice a day, so after I've slept four times, Mommy will come, hehe! Mommy, am I right?"
...
After the call ended, the happiest one was Xiaocheng.
