"Nonsense. Youyou's heart is intact and not broken! Come and let mommy give you a kiss and a hug. Youyou, stop crying, hm?"
With that, she cupped his face and gave a big peck on his cheek.
With tears rolling down his face, he turned the other cheek and asked for the same. "Here, too…"
His mother quickly delivered a kiss on the other side.
"Kiss my lips, too!"
He forlornly pointed to his small, pinkish mouth.
Sheepish, she lightly landed a kiss on his small lips.
Sip—
The boy was finally consoled and stopped his tears.
Just like the unpredictable weather in June, the boy's gloomy wet face was now all sunshine after her kisses.
Inwardly, he was cursing his father. Mu Yazhe, how dare you snatch my mommy away from me; you just watch!