Su Xiaowan, upon hearing this, couldn't help but laugh and cry, shaking her head as she said, "It's you who are old, I am still young."
When Han Dongchen heard this, the corners of his mouth trembled slightly, then he shook his head and said, "That's true..."
Su Xiaowan, seeing his wistful expression, didn't take it to heart either. She guessed that it was probably because it was his first time visiting his biological mother today that he felt a bit sentimental. Although he always seemed cold and aloof, through the many years they'd spent together, Su Xiaowan knew him better than anyone.
The two walked hand in hand down the village path, bathed in the morning sunlight. The man was handsome and the woman beautiful and gentle. As they chatted and laughed, the simple and ordinary path suddenly turned into a strikingly beautiful landscape.
