She opened her mouth in front of the mirror, pinched her cheeks, and rubbed her eyes.
That's not wrong!
He is the middle-aged man with wrinkles in the mirror!
When I was lost in thought, all sorts of complicated memories flooded into my mind like a tide.
A moment later, a bitter smile appeared on his lips.
Life is truly like a grand dream!
[Knock knock knock]
A knock came at the door.
"who?"
Wang Qian asked the question instinctively.
"Dad, it's me!"
A deep, magnetic voice came from outside the door.
Wang Qian's breath hitched!
Longing to return home?
It was his son, Wang Niangui!
Overwhelmed with mixed feelings, a complex mix of emotions swirling within him.
He could no longer control his emotions, and two streams of tears welled up in his eyes.
"Dad, are you inside?"
The voice of the adult Wang Niangui came from outside again.
"Yes, yes!"
Wang Qian forced down his turbulent emotions and went to open the door.
[Squeak]
The door opened, and a familiar and handsome young face came into his view.
He was dressed in casual clothes, with a tall and straight figure, sharp eyebrows and bright eyes, and a commanding presence. In particular, the contours of his face were remarkably similar to his.
"Nian, Niangui, you...have grown up!"
Looking at the vigorous and energetic young man in front of him, Wang Qian couldn't help but burst into tears once again.
"Dad, what's wrong?"
Wang Niangui was startled and hurriedly stepped forward to ask with concern, "Why are you crying all of a sudden?"
Faced with Wang Niangui's genuine concern, Wang Qian's deep sorrow was like a flood that had burst its banks, unstoppable.
"Dad, weren't you resting just now? How come you woke up like this?"
Wang Niangui asked anxiously, "Are you feeling unwell? Or has something happened?"
Before Wang Qian could answer, a woman's gentle voice came from not far away, "You're so old, and you're still wiping away tears in front of your child. Aren't you ashamed!"
The voice sounded somewhat old, but to Wang Qian it was like a thunderclap from a clear sky.
"Xiaoyu?"
He instinctively looked in the direction from which the sound came.
Behind Wang Niangui, a middle-aged woman with crow's feet around her eyes and a few strands of white hair at her temples stood.
Although his face is etched with the marks of time, his eyes still retain the gentleness of his youth.
"Mom, what's wrong with Dad?"
Upon hearing Lin Xiaoyu's voice, Wang Niangui turned around and asked.
"I just arrived too, and I was just about to ask you the same thing."
Lin Xiaoyu walked over and helped Wang Qian up from the other side, saying in surprise, "Weren't you chatting and laughing with me at noon? How come you're crying like a child after waking up from your nap?"
Wang Qian was speechless for a moment.
Looking at the two people in front of him who were both familiar and somewhat unfamiliar, he had a thousand words in his heart, but he couldn't say a single one.
"hehe……"
A moment later, he laughed, a laugh like a child. "I just had a nightmare. I dreamt that when I was young, I did something that I'm ashamed of as my parents, something that I'm ashamed of as you two..."
He didn't go into the details of the dream, but glanced back and forth between his son Wang Niangui and daughter-in-law Lin Xiaoyu. He then reached out and took their hands in his. "Fortunately, it was just a nightmare!"
He held on so tightly, as if afraid that if he let go, the object would drift away from him.
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