Five years later.
“Mommy, when will we arrive? I miss Celia so much!”
On the plane, a cute five-year-old boy sat beside a young lady. He lifted his delicate face, looking at the beautiful Sherry.
“Almost there, Dan. Be a good boy and Celia will come pick you up. Well see her soon, sit well” Sherry smiled. Looking at her sons face, she felt sorrow in her heart. Her eyes couldn't focus on that boy, as if she was trying to picture another face that she had only seen one time. Where was her biological child?
Forgive me, I really Don't know where are you, i'm sorry!
A drop of tear rolled down her face. She became sad every time she thought of that boy who had been stolen. And her hatred towards the man with the fox mask grew even deeper. How cruel for him to keep her and her child apart!
“Mommy, you’re crying!” Dan's little hand reached to Sherry, trying to wipe out the tears for her, “Don't cry, mommy. l'ÌÍ be good, l'lÍ protect you.”
She was downhearted at that time, but she found this kid by the river. He was so nice and he spent the last fIve years with her, bringing her such great joy, as if she had her own child back.
“Mommy, Ì wanna pee.” The little guy frowned.
“Okay, I'll take you to the bathroom.”