Mo Yinhe could only tell herself in her heart: Get used to it, used to the children facing their own skies, spreading their wings and flying high.
Si Mingjing kept watching until the space fleet completely disappeared from sight, then withdrew her gaze.
At some point, her eyes turned slightly moist, but she held back, pretending to be indifferent, and said, "Exploring the universe has always been Shurong's dream. Now that he's become independent and skilled, it's time to let him venture out on his own. I feel happy for them that they can find their own path."
Mo Yinhe, hearing Si Mingjing's comforting words, reached out to embrace her shoulder.
Recollecting the past, Shurong was once a chubby kid, raised with congenital diabetes, and became a poor student, indulging in eating, drinking, and playing—a child almost given up on.
But in just seven years, this child was the happiest, firmly determined to explore the universe.
