Gu Rongjin thought.
***
Braised pork, sweet and sour pork, braised ribs... A variety of delicious dishes covered the table. Of course, there was also the fish with pickled cabbage that Beiming Qianye had missed the most.
Chen Xiaobao plopped down next to Beiming Qianye. After a while, he pretended to be uncomfortable and clamored to switch seats.
"Mommy, I can't reach the food from here. You sit here!" Chen Xiaobao invited Chen Momo.
Chen Momo was speechless. It was hard to turn down her son's enthusiasm. If she refused too obviously, it wouldn't be appropriate...
So, Chen Momo walked over and took the seat next to Beiming Qianye.
The moment she sat down beside him, lightning-quick flashes crossed her mind. It felt as if this exact scene had happened before! Startled, Chen Momo wondered why she was suddenly struck by this sense of déjà vu.
