Vincent's father was an old acquaintance of his family, and by chance, they took him to Parma.
Since then, Jean had lived here for eight years with Uncle Hans.
Only then did he recover from his illness, and found the news about the girl in Arum housege that he met that day, then he left Parma and returned to Surabaya.
The fading memories made Jean's eyes deep and distant.
He looked at the artificial lake, the plants and trees here were all planted and cared for by him and Uncle Hans at that time.
At this time, Lilia leaned back on the man's arm and gave him a faint look.
She turned around, put her hand on his neck, and smiled lightly, "Since you used to live here for quite a long time, take me to your room, okay!"
"Alright."
The man's thoughts drifted out of the river of memories.
He let out a soundless sigh at the sight of his wife tightening her arms even more as she hugged him.
