"Cousin Zhengyang, have you forgotten about me?" Ye Chen gently smiled, his smile radiating warm sunlight.
The past grievances were not just child's play; after all, they belonged to the same family, making this reunion exceptionally dear.
Upon seeing each other again, Ye Zhengyang felt a complex range of emotions, surprised to be meeting once more. He spoke softly, "Cousin Ye Chen, it's been many years since we last met. I'm truly sorry for what happened back then."
He sincerely apologized from the depths of his heart.
Ye Chen patted him on the shoulder and said with a smile, "We are all family. Back then, it was just youthful impulsiveness, nothing to carry in our hearts."
