Neither Bai Zhiqing nor Lu Tianxing noticed when they departed, in a corner, Qiu Yingrong emerged holding Lingling's small hand, her eyes carrying a hint of sadness as she gazed in the direction Lu Tianxing had disappeared. Her forlorn expression, utterly heartbroken, caused a pang in one's heart.
"Mom, mom, what's wrong? Are you sick? You look awful. Let's go to the hospital, okay?" Lingling hugged Qiu Yingrong's beautiful leg, saying pitifully.
Qiu Yingrong, hearing Lingling's words, snapped back to reality and gave Lingling a bleak smile: "It's nothing, Lingling, mom is fine. Let's go, mommy will take you home."
"Mm!"
Lingling, perhaps sensing Qiu Yingrong's poor mood, said nothing and obediently nodded, holding Qiu Yingrong's hand as they walked off into the distance. The shadows stretched long under the sunset light.
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