With a flushed little face and dry lips, Little Junjun shed tears and retorted, "I'm not talking about this mommy. I'm talking about Qianqian's mommy. Where is she?"
Looking into the child's longing eyes, Xiao Qingcang tightly grasped his little hand. "Qianqian's mommy is Xiaowen's mommy, not Junjun's. When Junjun grows up, you need to understand that you can't always get everything you want. Sometimes, we just can't have it, so we have to accept it, understand?"
Little Junjun's tears fell. "But... but mommy has come before, she touched my head and fed me water!"
Xiao Qingcang felt a special heartache for his son, knowing the child must be hallucinating. "She hasn't been here; it was in a dream!"
Xiao Chengjun stubbornly said, "No, Daddy, believe me, Mommy really did come. She told me to sleep well, that I'd only get better if I rested, and then I obediently slept. She also said if I opened my eyes I could see her again, but..."
