"Son, this is your fiancée~" The woman held up the photo, her eyes curved into thin crescents, and her smile was as bright as a flower.
The little boy frowned slightly. He still couldn't believe that the woman in front of him with a sly smile like a chrysanthemum was his biological mother. On the contrary, a person quietly lived in the little boy's heart. Slightly chestnut hair, fair skin reflecting slightly flushed cheeks, watery eyes looking shyly at the camera, those were the black eyes he longed for, as dark as a starless and moonless night sky.