Old Mr. Mo strolled in the backyard garden after leaving Wen Xinya's room.
The sight of the viburnum tree made him recall the memories of Yao-er and himself planting the tree when she was much younger. Although the memory had long faded, he vividly remembered Yao-er wearing a white long dress with a pink butterfly knot tied to her waist.
He remembered they sat beneath a tree and the little girl kept asking, "Father, Father, when will the viburnum tree grow taller?"
