Li Sixing didn't say a word, but he also didn't make any sign of resistance.
Perhaps she was a bit tired from walking, Zhang Wen's breathing was slightly heavy. She parked the wheelchair beside the path and sat on the stone bench next to the wheelchair, lovingly gazing at the person in the wheelchair.
"Sixing, Mom can't be by your side every day in the future, you need to take good care of yourself. Later on, find a girlfriend, get married, have children. She doesn't have to be very rich or very beautiful, but Sixing, she must be kind. Don't be like Mom and make mistakes..."
As she spoke, Zhang Wen's thoughts suddenly drifted away, and her eyes began to redden slightly.
