"I know," Huo Zhongqi nodded and said, "Auntie, I'm not afraid. My mom gave her life to bring me into this world, so I must live well, live splendidly and happily, to be worthy of my mom."
"Good," Ye Xingbei patted his head and smiled, "That's a good way to think. Even though children born out of wedlock carry an inherent stigma, your situation with your mom is special. You are victims. As long as you are a good child now, and a good person in the future, no matter what others say about you, you don't need to pay it any mind."
"Alright," Huo Zhongqi nodded seriously, "Auntie, I understand. My mom is a good person, and I'll be a good person too."
Lo Mingze watched Huo Zhongqi, his eyes complex.
When Huo Zhongqi talked about his sister, there was a strong admiration in his tone.
This child loves his mom.
Even though he's never actually seen her.
Could this be a natural bond between mother and son?
Was it a mistake to have Huo Zhongqi raised by Huo Qihang back then?
