The richest man's parents were kidnapped, and his adorable son captivated the entire family.

The woman took a deep breath, forcing herself to calm down, before speaking in a hoarse voice.

"Ten years ago, I gave birth to Xiaoyang at a health clinic in a small town in the south."

Lin Minmin's voice was soft but filled with deep sorrow. As she spoke, she couldn't help but recall her painful memories and raised her hand to wipe away the tears on her face.

"On the third night, a woman posing as a nurse took him away. We called the police and searched everywhere we could, but it was like she vanished into thin air..."

She flipped to the last page of the photo album, where a yellowed police case filing receipt and a missing person notice were tucked inside.

Xie Yumin listened to the person in front of her while carefully reviewing the documents, her brows furrowed: "Xingxing was indeed brought to the orphanage a few years ago, when he was about three years old. He was covered in injuries, barely spoke, and the doctor diagnosed him with autism, possibly a post-traumatic stress disorder..."

Upon hearing this, Lin Minmin's tears welled up again. Her face was full of heartache, and she raised her hand to cover her face, as if trying to suppress the pain in her heart.

“Three years old… what did he go through in those three years…” As she spoke, she turned her head to the stars again, her eyes filled with love, and spoke cautiously, her voice trembling, “Xiao Yang, do you remember? Do you remember your mother?”

Upon hearing the voice of the person in front of her, Xingxing subconsciously raised her head, but the little boy's eyes were full of confusion and bewilderment.

He picked up the crayons in front of him and started drawing on the paper. Mengmeng couldn't help but curiously come over to draw.

Mengmeng could tell that this wasn't the moon and stars he usually drew, but a dimly lit room with a little boy huddled in a corner.

"Is this... your memory after you were abducted?" Xie Yumin couldn't help but ask softly after seeing the contents of the painting.

Xingxing didn't answer, but continued drawing, though her hand holding the pen trembled slightly involuntarily.

A moving car, then the gate of the welfare home.

Looking at the paintings, Lin Minmin covered her mouth with both hands, tears streaming down her face uncontrollably from the very beginning, soaking her clothes.

"Oh my god... those human traffickers... what did they do to you... my child, I'm so sorry. If I hadn't been so careless, maybe none of this would have happened. I'm so sorry."

At this point, the woman was so emotionally distraught that she could no longer answer any questions.

Mengmeng was also worried that this would upset Xingxing, so she stayed by Xingxing's side the whole time.

To confirm Lin Minmin's statement, Xie Yumin suggested conducting a paternity test.

Lin Minmin agreed without hesitation and collected oral mucosal samples on the spot. Xingxing also cooperated with the sampling under Xie Yumin's reassurance.

"The results will take three days," Xie Yumin said hesitantly after the sample was submitted, noticing the atmosphere gradually calming down. "During this time..."

"Can I go see where Xiaoyang lives?" Lin Minmin asked, her gaze fixed on Xingxing.

“I have money on me. I don’t mind paying you a lot of money, as long as I can go see him. I’ve finally seen my child, and I just want to spend more time with him.”

The woman spoke with such sincerity that she almost wanted to kneel down.

"I want to know how he's been doing all these years."

Xie Yumin knew that the other party had suffered a lot, and she couldn't bear it, so she finally nodded in agreement.

Xingxing didn't react much to this, and even seemed somewhat resistant to the woman who suddenly appeared in front of her. She stayed close to Mengmeng and refused to have any contact with her.

Mengmeng didn't ask too many questions, since she had never experienced anything like this before. Although she was curious, she was also worried that this strange woman might suddenly hurt Xingxing, so she refused to say much.

That afternoon, Lin Minmin followed Xie Yumin and the children to "Starry Home".

As soon as she entered, she was struck by the paintings of stars that covered the walls.

"Did he...love drawing since he was a child?" Lin Minmin asked softly, her fingers gently tracing a picture of a starry sky, her eyes involuntarily reddening again.

She felt that she had indeed missed her child's growth and didn't know how he had been doing all these years.

Xie Yumin handed the other person a tissue, then nodded and patiently explained, "Painting is his way of expressing himself. When he first arrived, he hardly spoke, but through his paintings, we gradually came to understand his inner world."

Mengmeng gradually realized that this new, unfamiliar aunt was really kind to Xingxing, so she took Lin Minmin to visit the places she and Xingxing often went.

The art studio, cherry blossoms, and the little hillside where they loved to sit and watch the stars.

Lin Minmin listened attentively, her eyes filled with gratitude, but even more so with regret and emotion.

"Thank you for taking care of Xiaoyang," she said, bending down to look at Mengmeng, then casting a grateful glance at Xie Yumin. "It's clear you've given him a lot of love."

“If it weren’t for you all these years, I really don’t know what Xiaoyang would have become. My child has really suffered a lot, but in the end, it’s because I’m not a good enough mother that things have turned out this way.”

Xie Yumin smiled and shook her head slightly, speaking with an explanation in mind.

"It's not just me; everyone here loves Xingxing, especially Mengmeng. He taught Xingxing what friendship is. The two children grew up leaning on each other, and their friendship is truly enviable."

Upon hearing this, Lin Minmin unconsciously glanced at Mengmeng, who was helping Xingxing organize her art supplies not far away. Her eyes softened, and she nodded slightly in response, "She's a special child."

For the next while, several people stayed here with Xingxing.

Even though the woman longed to get close to the stars, she worried about disturbing the other person, so she could only watch from afar.

Xie Yumin would spend time with the woman when he had time, and they would occasionally chat about things related to Xingxing.

Time passes slowly.

The three-day waiting period for paternity testing is agonizing for everyone.

However, during this time, everyone unexpectedly discovered that Xingxing had become unusually quiet, often sitting alone under the cherry blossom tree in a daze.

Mengmeng stayed by his side the whole time. Although she didn't quite understand what had happened, she knew her friend needed her.

"No matter the outcome," Mengmeng said to the stars one evening, sitting in a chair with unusual seriousness, "you will always be my star, our good friend who watches the moon together."

Upon hearing this, Xingxing slowly raised her head, her eyes flashing with a complex light.

He picked up a paintbrush and drew two little figures holding hands on the paper, then pointed to himself and Mengmeng.