A baby bib embroidered with mandarin ducks frolicking in the water was held in his hand, fluttering in the wind. It was so vibrant and carried a faint scent of one person.,I damn swear I won't lag anymore! If I lag again, I'm your grandson.,Something like this has happened, and now I don't know what to do. It seems like I can only go back to Mother and cry to her.。