It was nearly midnight when they arrived at the An residence that day, but even so late, An Yuan'er was still personally greeted by her father and brother when she returned home.
The family sat together and enjoyed a pleasant late-night snack. Although they hadn't seen each other for many years, their bond remained strong.
More than five years have passed since Mo Ran left. During these years, although my brother has met girls who are of similar social standing, he insists on waiting for the girl from afar to return and has not married.
Letters were inconvenient; it would take a month to receive a single letter from the other party. Yet, despite the long wait, the brother and Mo Ran persisted in sending one letter for five years.
Even the cheerful and optimistic Mo Ran had moments of despair along the way. On the battlefield filled with yellow sand, Mo Ran had suffered many injuries over the years, and had narrowly escaped death countless times. Mo Ran even swore an oath: he would not return to the capital until the enemy was defeated.
Mo Ran feared dying on the battlefield, never to return to her homeland. If there was anything she couldn't let go of, it was him, so far away. She secretly advised An Huaishou not to wait any longer. The world was so big, and there were so many outstanding girls. Mo Ran retorted with the words An Huaishou had once used to reject her: she was just his sister.
An Huaishou was so angry at these words that he laughed. He was truly reaping what he sowed.
Yeah, right!
But over the years, An Huishou has never given up for a single day.
She fought on the battlefield amidst the ice and snow of the north, while he waited patiently for her return in the warm sunshine of the south. The An family had everything prepared, except for the return of their mistress.
As for Father, he waited for Mother for seventeen years, growing from a young man into a middle-aged man.
Father was even more chaste than a young man, and had no messy women around him.
A few years ago, the old lady of the family would help my father find a suitable second wife, but after my father moved out of the An Mansion, no matter how far the old lady's reach was, she could not reach my father's pillow, and in the end she had to give up.
However, as he gets older and his children grow up and leave home, the old father sometimes feels lonely and lost.
Aunt Yun was part of my mother's dowry and had been by my father's side for many years. She was dutiful and had no improper thoughts. She sewed clothes and shoes for my father, took care of his daily life, and quietly stayed by his side when he was down, chatting with him to help him relax.
People are all made of flesh and blood; you can't lie about who is truly good to whom.
Compared to her mother's extraordinary talent, Aunt Yun was just an ordinary woman. Yet, this ordinary woman took meticulous care of her father for over a decade.
As the days went by, the quiet companionship gradually fostered a subtle affection.
Neither her father nor Aunt Yun spoke, and An Yuan'er thought that perhaps they still needed a push.
An Yuan'er and her brother both hoped that their father could have another twilight romance.
It doesn't need to be dramatic, but the warmth that lingers in the quiet days is enough.
Everyone, regardless of age, has the right to happiness.
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An Yuan'er slept in her own bed with great comfort, indulging in a lazy nap without restraint.
A new day was about to begin in Shengjing.
This year marked An Yuan'er's seventeenth birthday, a truly special year.
I had just gotten up when I could hear the lively sounds from across the street.
"Guoguo, is someone getting married outside? It looks so lively!"
Guoguo shook her head: "No. Miss just came back and doesn't know. The prince of the Southern Kingdom has come to Shengjing as a guest with congratulatory gifts. I heard that this prince of the Southern Kingdom is handsome, and now all the girls in Shengjing are going to go and see him."
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