Twenty Seven Years Later.
Despite the heat, Lily chose to sit on the balcony as she stared at the endless horizon in front of her. She had live a long life. A long, quiet and happy life. However… it was time for her to say goodbye.
He eyed the family portrait in his hand. It was just after her youngest daughter turned five. Kaen was eight while Kher was six. This was during the birthday of her youngest, Kai— the cute little one who looked exactly like Zhou Jingren. A smile lingered on her lips. Zhou Jingren wanted a daughter, he wanted someone that would look like Lily. However, Kai never looked like her mother. In fact, she was just like the small Zhou Jingren.
Isn't that amusing?
The thought of her husband who died a week ago from cancer, immediately soiled her mood. What is life without Zhou Jingren? It was bleak, it was nothing. It was not the life the she wanted to live.
And she will not live. Not without him.
