The madman and his lover hugged each other and cried bitterly, releasing all the pain and affection in their hearts. Their hearts, separated for thirty years, merged once again at this moment. The young man beside them saw this and laughed, happy for the outcome his mother had long awaited. Curiously, he looked at the madman, this father he had never met before, feeling a surge of familial connection.
Wu Jin gave Luo Zheng a look, and Luo Zheng, understanding the hint, stepped forward to close the door to keep outsiders from gawking. He then pulled the young man aside and asked, "Brother, what should I call you?"
"Wei Nianfeng, and you?" the young man asked curiously in return.
"Nianfeng?" The madman gradually regained his composure and looked at the young man. The woman, excitedly said, "He's your son, Xiaofeng. This is your father. Call him 'dad'."
