With a full head of white hair, he looks...

He looks like an old man.

Huo Yishen is also sixty years old. In any setting, he is a mature, charming, and extremely attractive man.

The kind of woman who becomes more charming with age.

But compared to him, Sheng Chaosheng, who was of the same generation, looked like his father at first glance.

"Hello, Uncle Sheng."

Shocked as I am.

After Tang Li walked over, she greeted him politely and well.

But Sheng Chaosheng was still reeling from the visual shock of Tang Li pushing open the door and entering.

"Dad, Dad, Lili is here."

Lu Zhixing called out several times.

Sheng Chaosheng did not respond.

"Dad, this is Tang Li, the daughter of the Tang family." Fearing that the old man would be too impolite, Lu Zhixing stepped forward, took his arm, and quietly patted him.

Sheng Chaosheng came to his senses, tears welling up in his eyes:

"Yun Shu's daughter."

Tang Li was still somewhat surprised to hear her mother's given name spoken by another man.

But thinking that they might have been old acquaintances for their entire lives, Tang Li smiled and nodded:

"Yes, I am Yun Shu's daughter. Hello, Uncle Sheng, it's a pleasure to meet you."

Sheng Chaosheng looks like he has white hair, but upon closer inspection, you can still tell that he takes good care of himself. His features and face are much younger than his actual age.

"They look so alike, especially when they smile, just like your mother did back then."

Seeing Tang Li, Sheng Chaosheng felt as if he were seeing Yun Shu in her younger days.

His eyes were full of love.

Lu Zhixing thought he was seeing things, but he was a man and knew all too well what it was like to like someone.

"Uncle Sheng, were you and my mother...friends before?"

Tang Li helped Sheng Chaosheng to his seat.

He sat down beside her.

When the name Yun Shu was mentioned, Sheng Chaosheng's eyes almost overflowed with joy.

“Your mother and I grew up together. I’m a few years older than her. When we were little, your mother was a clingy girl. She liked to follow me around and play games that boys like.”

Tang Li had never heard her mother mention these things.

She propped her head up and listened:

"So, Uncle Sheng and my mother are childhood sweethearts who grew up together."

Sheng Chaosheng nodded:

"Your mother was beautiful from a young age. She had an oval face, two dimples when she smiled, and usually wore two braids. She was a lovely little girl."

"However, she didn't like jumping rope or playing hide-and-seek with other girls. Instead, she was like a wild child, liking to catch eels and loaches, and going fishing with us."

I've heard my mother mention that before.

Tang Li asked curiously:

"My mom says she's hated wearing dresses since she was little, is that true?"

Sheng Chaosheng's lips curled into a smile:

"It's true. It's because wearing skirts is too inconvenient. After she entered junior high school, she never wore a skirt again until college. One day, she suddenly wore a red dress, her hair half-tied up, with a bow hair accessory. She didn't wear any makeup, but she was enough to amaze everyone."

Tang Li had seen the photo of her in the red dress.

Even though it's quite old, you can still see the stunning beauty my mother had when she was young.

I remember my mother telling me about this. It was her first date with my father, and she wanted to make a good impression, so she specially bought a red dress to act like a lady.

But it was from that time that the former tomboy transformed into an elegant young woman, until her death.

To be truly elegant until death for the sake of one's beloved.

"It's a pity that she passed away so young."

The atmosphere instantly somber upon mentioning the mother's passing.

"When was the last time you saw my mother?" Tang Li forced back the tears in her eyes and pretended to be calm.

I thought he wouldn't remember.

Unexpectedly, Sheng Chaosheng blurted out:

"The day before your mother's last birthday, we made a promise to take you three children back to our hometown to pay respects to our ancestors during the Qingming Festival. That was the last and first time I saw your mother. Your father is a jealous man, but that day, he surprisingly allowed her to sit with me in the courtyard all night. We talked about many stories from our childhood."

"At the age when I'm just starting to feel nostalgic, I've already turned my memories upside down. I thought I'd have this opportunity every year, but little did I know it would be the last time."

Sheng Chaosheng, now old, wept tears streaming down his face.

I remember that day when the first rays of dawn were just breaking, Yun Shu patted his shoulder and said, "It's not like this is the last time we'll meet in this life. There's still so much to say. Let's save it for when we're old and can reminisce about it slowly."

Perhaps people really can foresee death.

When she saw him off, Yun Shu smiled and said that this feeling of living each day as if it were the end of the world was very fulfilling, as if she could leave without any regrets at any time.

But is there really no regret?

Looking at Tang Li, who looked remarkably like Yun Shu, Sheng Chaosheng thought to himself that she must have many regrets.

The children are not yet married or established in their careers. They are busy all day long but have never had a day to enjoy the company of their grandchildren.

"Uncle Sheng, do you really think my parents' deaths were just an accident?"

Tang Li did not follow Sheng Chaosheng's lead.

After all, he had not shown his face since his parents passed away.

Tang Li expressed doubts about his so-called childhood sweetheart relationship.

Sheng Chaosheng, however, was unwilling to answer the question. Instead, he pointed to the table full of dishes and said:

“Come on, let’s eat. Try these. These are your mother’s favorite dishes when she was alive. Some of them are my specialties, and some are new ones that I didn’t have time to make for your mother.”

Sheng Chaosheng gave Lu Zhixing a wink:

"You brat, what are you standing there for? Put some food on Lili's plate."

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