Qian Wen peered at the photograph intensely. Aunty Nui looked about ten or twelve wearing a middle school outfit.
"Your father was older than me by four years. And Nui was the youngest. She was just ten when we all met. We lived in an area where small secluded villas were much more common. Houses were remote and there were few kids to play with. I guess that's how we all became friends..."
"My mother worked as a maid for both their houses. Yet that didn't stop us. We grew up together ..."
Yue's father had a nostalgic smile on his face.
Qian had heard vaguely of this before. The Wen family used to live in some H city before his father got married to his mother and moved to G city. He never got into details regarding it.
"Time Went on.... we grew up. Along with it, feelings grew as well.." he hesitantly placed a photo on the table.
