Chapitre 348: World 11.5

"Good morning, son!" 

Shi Ying greeted her son with a smile the moment she saw his shadows striding down the stairs. 

Yang, who was busy rubbing his eyes with a towel on his shoulders, looked at his mom. "M-Morning," he greeted back. Going straight to the bathroom to take his morning wash.

He locked the door and faced the mirror, scanning his being. 

After months of staying in the Hospital, he was now in a good condition to be called as an office worker. Yes, he was accepted by the publishing company his mother recommended. 

Yang glanced at his own reflection. His light brown wavy hair covering half of his hazel brown eyes. Long flickering lashes while blinking. 

Thin cherry plum lips, stretched in a morning yawn. "I miss you," Yang mumbled to himself.

After washing his face and gargling, he proceeded outside to join his mother with breakfast.