He feels proud without fully understanding what is causing the emotion to swell. The boy seems less a boy and more a man; a man who is a reflection of his father and mother. Meng Yao feels a gulf between them, however he doesn't mind it. If Jin Ling can find his strength after all that has happened - after all he has done to him - he celebrates that fact. However his home is open to him regardless. He will never stop thinking of himself as Jin Ling's uncle.
Out of all of his titles, that is the one that has stuck and mattered the most.
He blinks rapidly at the words; he hadn't expected to hear congratulations from anyone. But what amazes him more is that Jin Ling remembered the date.
Oh how he had been a fool!
He closes his eyes tightly when the embrace comes, wrapping Jin Ling up as tight as he dares with both arms. It is his turn to sob, his shoulders shaking and the tears running hot down his cheeks.
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Out of all of his titles, that is the one that has stuck and mattered the most.
He blinks rapidly at the words; he hadn't expected to hear congratulations from anyone. But what amazes him more is that Jin Ling remembered the date.
Oh how he had been a fool!
He closes his eyes tightly when the embrace comes, wrapping Jin Ling up as tight as he dares with both arms. It is his turn to sob, his shoulders shaking and the tears running hot down his cheeks.