She failed miserably in this marriage to a distant place, and even lost her life there.
When she returned to her parents' home, it was already dark. Yuan Yu appeared in her former girl's room holding Tangyuan.
Just one glance and Yuan Yu shed tears.
The place was spotlessly clean, the furnishings were still intact, and her favorite quilt cover and sheets were exactly the same as when she last came back.
Yuan Yu carried Tangyuan down to the second floor and stood at the turning point of the stairs looking into the living room window.
Her parents' hair turned completely white, and there was no trace of their once black hair.
Her younger brother, who was three years younger than her and not yet 28, had become like a man in his thirties or forties.
They sat together, not talking, watching TV numbly, but no one's eyes were focused on the TV.
The directions they were looking in were actually different directions of the TV cabinet.
Those places have one thing in common.
There were photos of her from different periods of her life displayed, and they were looking at their own photos!
Seeing this scene, Yuan Yu couldn't bear it any longer and rushed in holding Tangyuan.
"Mom and Dad, Xiao Tao, I'm back. I brought Tangyuan back to see you!"
"Old Yuan, why do I seem to hear my daughter's voice?"
"I think I heard it too. When people get old, they either hallucinate or hear things. It would be great if it really was Xiaoyu coming back."
Yuan's father and mother thought it was an auditory hallucination. After saying a few words, they stared blankly at their daughter's photo on the TV cabinet.
Only Yuan Tao, Yuan Yu's younger brother, was staring blankly at the figure holding a little girl who suddenly rushed into his sight.
Is he dreaming?
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