Hong Xingyu and Hua Yueling sat next to Hong Dali's bed. He looked at Hong Dali, who was in deep slumber and said gently, "Sigh. Our Jun'er used to sleep like this. He always kicked his blanket away. You had to get up every night to help him put it back on. This kid is the exact same as Jun'er. Look at how he's sleeping…" As he said that, he carefully tucked Hong Dali in and sighed.
"It's been a few centuries." Hua Yueling wiped the corners of her eyes. "I thought that my whole life would just end like that. Who would've expected this sweetheart to fall out of the sky? He's the exact same as my Jun'er. The exact same, hehe…"