Tong Wenya did not sleep last night. As long as she closed her eyes, she could see Kiki's face and Chunyu Chen's face. Their faces kept changing in Tong Wenya's mind.
The next morning, early in the morning, Tong Wenya cleaned up the house and carefully selected a set of clothes that looked very appropriate in the wardrobe.
" "I wonder what kind of clothes Kiki likes his mommy to wear?"
Time passed by slowly, but Tong Wenya still did not think about what to wear. She really had a feeling of being close to her hometown. She just stood in front of the wardrobe in a daze. Her two hands kept pulling the various kinds of clothes hanging in front of the wardrobe.
In the end, she chose a set of dark fitting clothes and dresses that were more comfortable. When she carefully washed the clothes and dresses that she had chosen and put them on, she was somewhat satisfied.