"Is Dad missing Mom again?" Su Ende shook his head helplessly. "It's been so many years, and he still hasn't let go."
Back in the day, they, as sons, weren't without complaints against Mr. Su; but over the years, they've seen the bitterness in the old man's heart.
Perhaps the only thing to blame is the unfortunate times back then.
"By the way, these are the clothes from the Central Hospital delivered earlier for Father," Lin Xue said. "The old man was wearing his Zhongshan suit that day."
"I'll take them home and wash them later," Su Rumei forced herself to say energetically. "This is Dad's favorite outfit."
Lin Xue didn't speak, handing the clothes over to her.
"I'll leave Dad with you all to look after; I'm heading back," Su Rumei said as she took the clothes and walked away.
"What's up with her today?" Fu Lingling looked at her back in confusion.
