Today, An Ruo received another call from him, he said he would be able to return tonight.
After hanging up the phone, her heart involuntarily began to anticipate, looking forward to the evening's quick arrival.
Wanting to see Kangkang's reaction, she said with a smile, "Kangkang, Dad can come back tonight, are you happy?"
Kangkang's eyes suddenly darted toward her, his large eyes pitch-black and bright.
Then his gaze shifted to the doorway, as if anticipating Dad's return.
Delight flashed in An Ruo's eyes, he really could understand what she was saying. Did this mean that his condition had greatly improved?
"Kangkang, can you call out 'Mom'?" she tried asking him.
The little guy glanced at her, lowered his head, and continued to tinker with his toy. An Ruo was somewhat disappointed; the child was already two years old and still not speaking. It was untrue to say she was not anxious.
However, the fact that he could understand her made a great consolation.
