"You absolutely have already fulfilled the responsibility of a 'mother.'"
"Mother... responsibility..."
Hearing these two words from the Master of All Changes, the deliberate casualness on Deng's face vanished, even the motion of chewing candy stopped, and a trace of complicated light flickered in her eyes.
She lowered her lids slightly, her tail also stopped twining around the lollipop, and began unconsciously patting the soft couch lightly as she let out a soft sigh.
"Honestly, Ah Bian."
Deng's voice dropped, her gaze unfocused, as if it pierced through the chessboard in front of her and looked toward a more distant, more blurred past.
"Before... I never truly fulfilled the responsibility of a 'mother.'"
"The reason I made you all call me 'mother'..."
Deng's gaze swept past the God of Balance standing by, past Fanny who was arranging books, past the frowning owl Nan Jia, and finally returned to rest on the Master of All Changes.
