"Eh, husband, your hair, your hair?" When the first ray of sunlight burst from the horizon, a cry of astonishment came from the parents' room, from mother Mi Jiangxue.
"My hair, what about it?"
"It's turned black, it turned black! The white hair at your temples, overnight, it's all turned black." Mi Jiangxue's voice was filled with boundless joy and surprise.
Touching the hair at his temples, Ye Tiancheng suddenly became stunned, staring blankly at his wife Mi Jiangxue and couldn't help but rub his eyes several times, "Am I dreaming?" After speaking, Ye Tiancheng harshly pinched himself on his thigh.
"What's wrong, what's wrong, what exactly happened?" Mi Jiangxue asked anxiously.
"Eighteen, your skin, it's changed... it's become just like when you were eighteen and had just married over." Ye Tiancheng's heart started pounding wildly as he stared at his wife.
