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Three years later.
Again, at the end of another summer.
Today is Tuesday, and without having to go to work, Youman brings Little Muxi along to pick up Xia Wan'an early in the morning.
Xia Wan'an usually can't wake up easily, but when the three-and-a-half-year-old Little Muxi rushed to the bedside and gave her a loud kiss on the face, "An'an, it's time to wake up."
According to the family hierarchy, Little Muxi should really call An'an 'Grandma,' but Xia Wan'an truly detested that title, so she insisted that Little Muxi just call her An'an.
Little Muxi's voice was so sweet that when she called out "An'an," it melted Xia Wan'an's heart completely. Even though she was reluctant to leave the comfort of her bed, she quickly sat up and scooped Little Muxi into her arms, fawning over her excessively.
"In this world, the only one who can call you out of bed this quickly is Muxi," Song Youman, who followed Little Muxi into the bedroom, teased Xia Wan'an with a smile.
