Translator: Larbre Studio Editor: Larbre Studio
âDonât stress yourself too much, mom. You should use your spare time with dad more,â Jing Xi said, hoping that her mother could lead a comfortable life.
Huo Yunshen had already prepared everything for the unborn babies. He got everything in pairs, even their beds.
They went back to the castle, and Helian Wei asked his servants to prepare them lunch.
Huo Yunshen let the puppies out so that Ying Bao could play with them.
He talked with Helian Wei in the living room while Jing Xi and Jing Ruyue went to Jing Ruyueâs room.
Jing Ruyue showed her the clothes sheâd made, and Jing Xi was amazed by how well made they were.
âMom! These are really cute! Youâre really good at this!â
âI just followed some instructions online.â
âBut itâs really well made! You even made them shoes!â
Jing Xi set a pair of blue shoes in her palm. They were only the size of her palm, so they looked adorable.
âYour grandma used to be really good at this,â Jing Ruyue sighed. âMy only regret was not being able to make some for you...â
âAt least you can make them for your grandchildren. Youâll be very busy once they are born.â
âYouâre right,â Jing Ruyue nodded. âHey, Yanyan, do you know how to trim hair? Can you help me?â
âI can, but are you sure you want to trim it? Is dad okay with it?â
Jing Xi knew how much her father treasured every part of her mother, even if it was just a strand of hair.
âYes, Iâve already told him, and heâs okay with it too.â
âOkay then, Iâll go find a pair of scissors.â
Jing Xi put the clothes down and went to get herself a pair of scissors. They sat in front of the mirror as Jing Xi began to cut Jing Ruyueâs hair.
âHow long do you want your hair to reach?â
âShoulder length.â
She had the same hair length when she was deeply in love with Feng in the past.
âOkay, leave it to me.â
Jing Xi smiled and started.
When she noticed that her mother had a few strands of white hair, she couldnât help but feel a little saddened by it.
âItâs done. What do you think?â Jing Xi asked after sheâd finished cutting Jing Ruyueâs hair.n/ô/vel/b//in dot c//om
Jing Ruyue looked at herself in the mirror and smiled.
âItâs perfect, just what I wanted. Youâre just as good as the stylists out there!â
âDo you want to keep the trimmed hair?â Jing Xi asked.
âNo, throw it away. Those are part of a past that I want to forget.â
Trimming her hair off meant leaving all her past behind for Jing Ruyue. It signified a fresh start for her.
âOkay.â Jing Xi nodded and helped her mother back to the living room. âLetâs go and let dad see your new style.â
Both of them walked down the stairs, and Jing Xi saw that her father was sitting on the couch.
âDad! Look!â
The two men who were talking raised their heads together.