"Mom, I see the mountain top," Wen Yan'an exclaimed, pointing excitedly at a spot.
"I see it too," Fang Miaomiao said, taking a deep breath. "Wen Yan'an."
"Mom, I'm here."
"We, go up."
"Charge!"
Fang Miaomiao listened to the tender yet resolute voice, smiled softly, and walked towards the summit, holding Wen Yan'an's hand.
One step.
Two steps.
Five steps.
Getting closer.
Fang Miaomiao's breathing quickened, but her eyes became even more determined.
The cold wind raged, lashing at their slender figures.
Those two faint red figures were captured by the camera, falling into the live stream watched by five million people.
[I'm just watching a live stream of people climbing a mountain, and I'm already in tears. Ah, Fang Miaomiao, little An'an, you two owe me tears.]
[My roommate asked me why I was crying. I showed her the live stream, and she cried even harder than me. Help, there's no profound emotion or life-and-death situation, but I just feel so sad, so heartbroken, and I want to cry. Fang Miaomiao, I think I'm really starting to like this lazy woman.]
[Honestly, I quite liked Fang Miaomiao after watching the first episode. She gives off a very comfortable vibe. And have you noticed? Fang Miaomiao is genuinely good to her stepson An'an. She spoils him when she should and disciplines him when she needs to.]
[Yeah, yeah, just like my mom. She usually ignores me unless I'm doing something wrong. But if I do something bad, the broom is my destiny.]
[Stop posting, comrades. The overwhelming bullet screen is seriously affecting my view of Fang Miaomiao and An'an. Help, stop talking, I want to see the moment Fang Miaomiao and An'an reach the mountain top. I want to use this to motivate myself. Keep going.]
"An'an, give me your hand."
Wen Yan'an looked up at the figure standing on the summit, extending a hand towards him with a smile: "Mom."
"Come up."
A large hand covered a small one.
A ray of sunlight pierced through the thin clouds and mist, falling onto their tightly clasped hands.
Under the photographer's skillful direction, it appeared elegant, warm, and carried a hint of gentle mystery.
Paired with Fang Miaomiao's upturned lips and faint smile.
[Help, what kind of redemption literature is this? Is there an author? Here's your pen, the story template is already here.]
"Mom, the sun is out."
Wen Yan'an's voice was filled with unconcealed joy. He gazed at the distant scenery, his pupils widening. How beautiful. In that instant, he understood what the ancients meant by "Nature's artistry creates wonders, heaven and earth divide day and night."
"How does it feel?"
Wen Yan'an nodded vigorously. "It's so beautiful, completely different from what I see on TV."
Fang Miaomiao rubbed Wen Yan'an's head, then slowly closed her eyes.
The wind buffeted her body.
It was cold, yet the faint sunlight warmed her.
She had made it.
"Miaomiao, you're so amazing, so amazing."
Cui Mantong, who had been watching the live stream from the foot of the mountain, said enviously, "If I had known the scenery from the summit was this beautiful, I would have climbed with all my might."
Cui Yongs looked at Cui Mantong and took her hand. "Mom, it's okay. We see it now. If we have a chance in the future, we can come again."
"Mm-hmm, and bring your dad," Cui Mantong plotted.
Then, if she couldn't climb, she'd have Cui Tong carry her for part of the way.
"By the way, Director Tianming, haven't they found Deputy Director Zhou yet?"
Chen Tianming shook his head with a grim expression. "I just called back. The hotel staff said Old Zhou didn't return to the hotel."
"Could it have nothing to do with Deputy Director Zhou?" Zhou Jiaxin voiced her speculation.
"If it has nothing to do with him, why would he run?" Chen Huan said lightly, sucking on a lollipop.
Hearing this, Chen Tianming's face grew even darker. "Don't worry, I will thoroughly investigate this matter and give you, and Miaomiao and An'an, an explanation."
The others fell silent.
An hour later.
Fang Miaomiao and Wen Yan'an safely descended the snow mountain.
"Ahhh, Miaomiao, you're finally back! I've seen your completed footage, it's so beautiful, so beautiful!" Cui Mantong rushed forward and hugged Fang Miaomiao. "Sob sob, Miaomiao, how can you be so beautiful, so ethereal?"
She looked like a fairy descending from the heavens, leaving Cui Mantong at a loss for words.
"It's not that exaggerated."
"Aunt Miaomiao, you were really beautiful just now," Wu Yueyuan also looked at Fang Miaomiao expectantly. "Aunt Miaomiao, will I grow up to be as beautiful as you?"
The envious and longing words made everyone present burst into laughter.
"Of course, our Yuanyuan is a little fairy who flew down from heaven." Fang Miaomiao also gently patted Ye Nan's little head. "Of course, our Nannan is also a little fairy."
"Really?" Ye Nan's ears turned red, and she asked softly, feeling a little shy.
"Of course, every child is a unique fairy fallen from the sky."
"Mom, Aunt Miaomiao said I'm a fairy too."
Having received her answer, Wu Yueyuan skipped towards her mother.
"An'an, you're so brave. I want to climb up there too in the future."
Wen Yan'an looked at Cui Yongs and nodded slightly. "Mm, you can do it."
After the snow mountain task was completed, the car departed for Tianchi.
Compared to the snow mountain, there were significantly more people at Tianchi, with many food stalls nearby.
"I think Tianchi is the most fun place," Cui Mantong said, taking a bite of a candied haw.
"Mom, Dad said you need to control your sugar intake. You can't eat so many candied haws," Cui Yongs said hesitantly.
"Little Sisi," Cui Mantong shifted Cui Yongs's attention. "Look at little An'an. Not only is he not rushing Miaomiao to eat, but he's holding his candied haw, waiting for Miaomiao to eat when she's hungry."
"Mom." Cui Yongs looked at the willful Cui Mantong with a hint of pain in his heart. He couldn't help but sympathize with his father, wondering how he managed to persuade his mother not to eat sweets.
"Little Mantong, you should listen to your precious son," Fang Miaomiao said, taking a bite of a candied haw, her eyebrows raised, her words full of playful provocation. "After all, you need to take care of your health."
"Then why can you eat two?"
Fang Miaomiao nodded matter-of-factly. "Perhaps, it's because my health is good."
"Hmph, Fang Miaomiao, I challenge you to a duel."
With that, Cui Mantong handed the candied haw in her hand to Cui Yongs and ran towards Fang Miaomiao.
Fang Miaomiao raised an eyebrow, decisively handed the items in her hand to Wen Yan'an beside her, and then, bolted.
Watching the two playfully chasing each other, Zhou Jiaxin shook her head with an indulgent, exasperated smile. "These two kids are too lively."