"Mom, Mom, are you really my mom?" Xiaowen blinked his big eyes, carefully approaching Shen Hanqian, gently touching her hair, fearing that a single careless move would shatter this dreamlike moment.
Shen Hanqian looked at this frail little boy, gently nodding with tears falling. "Yes, I am your mom, and you are my child!"
"Mom!"
Xiaowen rushed into his mother's arms, and Shen Hanqian opened her arms wide, embracing the child tightly. "Xiaowen, my poor child, you've suffered so much over the years! My baby has suffered!"
Thinking of Xiaowen's description of his own life, Shen Hanqian's heart was filled with immense pain.
She regretted not recognizing him as her child at the first instance, and blamed herself for not believing that he was her child.
She should have brought him by her side much earlier, sobbing, she truly hated herself, how could she have lost this motherly bond with her child?
