Gu Mohan was certain, it was her!
He slowly turned around.
Tang Mo'er stood downstairs, wearing a vintage pink shirt with lantern sleeves and navy blue pants. She had long hair and a wispy fringe. Three years had passed and she was now 29, but she still remained as beautiful as she was in his memories.
The wind blew around gently while she just stood there, her lustrous eyes crinkling into a smile at him.
This was just like a dream.
Gu Mohan furrowed his brows, lowering his eyes before he lifted his head to look again. She was still standing there.
It wasn't a dream.
She was a real person.
She had returned.
Clenching his fists tightly by his sides, his eyes reddened in an instant.
A tiny figure lunged at her, hugging her leg. "Mommy, you're finally back!"
Gu Mohan lowered his eyes and looked, it was… the little girl he met at the beach yesterday.
She was her daughter?
Her name was… Tang Sihan.
