Time had taken everything away and yet endowed everything, giving life its meaning.
Looking back, the laughter, the solitude, the pain—all transformed into wealth, tasted alone or shared with others over a cup of tea on a summer afternoon, sitting in the shade.
Another spring had come.
"Maybe knowing someone, living an ordinary life, wondering if there could also be love as sweet as honey..."
Xu Qing hummed an old song as he got out of the car. Time had only left its marks on his appearance; his heart remained as it was in the past.
He stepped inside the house. Xu Wenbin's place had no elevator, which wasn't convenient as one aged, so they simply sold it and moved to the first floor.
Zhou Suzhi had gone for a walk, leaving Xu Wenbin alone at home.
He was dozing off in front of the TV with the remote control in his hand.
"Dad!"
"Ah, ah... why are you here?"
Xu Wenbin got up from the sofa, rubbing his eyes and putting on his reading glasses.
"I came to see you!"
