At this moment, Dean lowered his head and pulled her slender body into his arms.

He buried his face into her neck, tears rolling down his face.

He didn't know who his mother was or where she was, but the person in his arms was his mother.

In his heart, he is always his mother.

Zhan Suiling stood at the door, looking at the person inside who was wearing a plain dress and had silver hair tied back.

She is still calm, still young, and the years seem to have favored her and left no trace on her body.

How she looked ten years ago will still be the same ten years later.

Everyone packed up and got on the plane at 10:35.

At 10:55, the plane took off.

Lin Liang was sitting in the chair, looking at the bright sky outside the window. The sun was hanging high in the sky, and the rays of light were shining down. One after another, beams of light fell into her eyes.

Lin Liang narrowed his eyes slightly.
Chapter completed!