The younger generation looked curiously at this sudden surprise of an Uncle who appeared before them, not saying a word. When Tang Kai left years ago, Tang Qing and Lin Jiaxue were still too young to talk. Lin Jiaxue naturally had no impression of this Uncle, only having seen him in a family photo taken at Tang Qing's home many years ago. Seeing him now, they were able to put the face to the memory.
After some time, the two of them managed to control their emotions and looked closely at each other's slightly aged faces, the edges of their hair slightly frosty. They couldn't help but lament that time spares no one. More than a decade of separation and middle age had caught up with them, and they were no longer young.
Tang's father took a deep breath, holding back his shaking voice as he expressed concern, "Xiao Kai, are you okay?"
