Qiao Xiuzhen's eyes were a little teary: "Look at this cheongsam I'm wearing. I've been wearing it for over thirty years. He gave it to me, saying that I look best in a cheongsam. I only wear it when I'm thinking of him, because I feel like he's watching me."

She admired her great-aunt for still being in such good condition more than 30 years ago.

It's clear that the cheongsam is an old-fashioned style, but it still exudes the charm of that era when worn by my aunt.

Qiao Xiuzhen treasured this cheongsam, and the effect of wearing it was just as good.

It's still very new.

When talking about her beloved man, Qiao Xiuzhen can still recall him.

Xie Jingxing is an unconventional and rebellious person, but not a bad one. He has tiger teeth when he smiles and is particularly sunny.

Whenever he had free time, he would ride his Harley to pick her up for dates.

He once said he liked the feeling of the wind blowing against him.

In those days, men who rode Harleys were considered unconventional and were bound to attract attention.

Especially a bad guy like him wearing a leather jacket.

Qiao Xiuzhen also thought this man was quite scoundrel, acting nonchalantly in front of her.

Despite the fact that many girls admired his unique style, she maintained her elegance and aloofness.

But Xie Jingxing is different from his appearance; he is very meticulous.

I will send her a sweater when it gets cold.

I took her home when it was raining.

I know all her preferences.

He even remembered her menstrual cycle and made her brown sugar ginger tea.

Qiao Xiuzhen fell for him after she broke her leg while dancing one day.

I called for an ambulance, but it was delayed.

He didn't see her at the school gate within the scheduled time, so he went inside to look for her.

Upon finding her lying on the ground, he picked her up without saying a word.

This caused the whole class to scream.

Qiao Xiuzhen felt quite embarrassed and punched him, telling him to let go.

Xie Jingxing wouldn't let go, and even threatened, "I'll protect you from now on."

Although it was a rather cheesy statement, it touched Qiao Xiuzhen's heart.

Memories only made Qiao Xiuzhen love him more, and she was willing to remain chaste for him.

We went to see a movie together again, this time a Japanese film.

I originally watched it expecting a romance, but the plot turned out to be very tragic, and the male lead even died in the end.

After the movie ended, everyone in the theater was in tears.

He was about to leave, but he sat there motionless. Qiao Xiuzhen looked over and saw that his eyes were red, as if he was about to cry at any moment.

Qiao Xiuzhen asked him, "What's wrong?"

Xie Jingxing blinked, smiled as if nothing was wrong, and said, "I love you."

A simple sentence made Qiao Xiuzhen blush.

Seeing that she blushed, he took her hand and left the movie theater.

Later, she discovered that he had mild depression.

Before he met her, he was usually alone and lonely.

Sitting on the rooftop of the twentieth floor, with my feet dangling down, it looked as if I could jump off in one step.

He would give her clothes, shoes, and her favorite things; he was a thoughtful and gentle person.

But who would have known that a thoughtful and gentle man, when alone, would feel so lonely that he would want to die silently?

Until the day he had the motorcycle accident, Qiao Xiuzhen couldn't believe that such a thing would happen to her.

She went to the hospital and saw that he was covered in blood, with only his face intact. He reached out to grab her.

Qiao Xiuzhen grasped his hand, and Xie Jingxing said weakly, "At this moment, I don't want to die."

He still had loved ones and didn't want to die.

She felt that she had healed him.

But the doctor told her it was too late.

Qiao Xiuzhen cried her eyes out, but Xie Jingxing silently wiped away her tears and smiled slightly.

All I gave her was sunshine, not arrogance.

"Don't be sad."

Qiao Xiuzhen was already sobbing uncontrollably.

Xie Jingxing whispered in her ear, "Sunny days mean I'm in a good mood, rainy days mean I'm crying, the sunset in the sky is the way my heart flutters when I see you, and the wind in the night sky is me gently embracing you."

These are lines from the movie they watched.

It made his eyes red, and at that moment, it made Qiao Xiuzhen fall deeply in love.

Many years later, she still remembered the boy riding the motorcycle.

Like the wind, like a dream, it carried her forward.

Over time, that ray of light became the rising sun.

Even now, when Qiao Xiuzhen sees a clear sky, she can still think of him and says with a smile, "He was in a very good mood."

This is a relationship that is both sweet and heartbreaking.

The fact that you can remember it to this day shows that it was deeply ingrained in your mind.

Looking at my aunt's reminiscences, I felt a bittersweet mix of sweetness and sadness, and my heart was heavy.

But Tang Yaoyao had another question she was curious about: "Grandma, how long have you been with your husband?"

“Three years, I think.” Qiao Xiuzhen still remembers: “We got together when we were about to graduate from university, and we were almost getting married. That was the happiest time of my life.”

She misses him terribly right now.

They had been together for three years, still deeply in love, and were almost at the point of marriage when an accident occurred.

Tang Yaoyao felt very sorry for her aunt when she thought about these things.

"It's such a pity that you didn't have enough time with your uncle and didn't have time to have a child with him."

If there were a child, he could stay by his great-aunt's side.

Maybe he looks like her uncle, so her great-aunt will have someone to rely on.

To be able to be happy.

These words caused Qiao Xiuzhen's expression to stiffen slightly.

He looked up at Tang Yaoyao, his trembling slightly, and his fingers involuntarily clenched.

She was able to survive because Xie Jingxing gave her enough courage.

If that hadn't been the case, she might have followed him in death.

But fate is cruel and unpredictable. She said calmly, "The day he had the car accident, I found out I was pregnant. Before I could tell him, he had already stopped breathing."

"What?" Qiao Yanzhi was the first to be surprised.

Because she didn't know.

No one knew she had been pregnant.

Even Xie Jingxing was someone Qiao Xiuzhen refused to talk about.

Qiao Xiuzhen sighed and said, "I didn't tell you that I was pregnant, but he couldn't keep the baby, and the child couldn't be kept either."

"Auntie, why didn't any of us know? Even Dad never mentioned it," Qiao Yanzhi asked.

She thought she knew Qiao Xiuzhen very well.

However, she did not witness Qiao Xiuzhen's experiences firsthand and could only learn about them from her father.

No one has ever mentioned that Qiao Xiuzhen had such a poignant love story when she was young.

"Your dad probably doesn't want to touch on my sore spot, that's why he keeps quiet about it, and he hasn't even mentioned it to me."

Qiao Xiuzhen still felt a little sad when she recalled: "I would only pray for them when I went to the temple or chanted sutras. Maybe I committed too many sins in my past life, which is why I couldn't keep anything."

"Aunt, why say that? It's not your fault." Qiao Yanzhi, with red eyes, took her hand: "The past is the past. We will still take care of you in the future."

She comforted her softly, not wanting to touch on her pain too much.

Qiao Xiuzhen patted her hand: "Yes, if it weren't for you all, I don't think I would be alive today. But I've let it go. Even if I bring it up, it doesn't hurt as much as before. I still have Ziqing. Although he's not my son, he's very filial to me."