On the way back, his steps were much lighter, and even the corners of his lips carried a warm smile.
Perhaps it was the tacit understanding between father and son, mother and child.
He could deeply feel the happiness radiating from his father and mother, from inside out.
It was a kind of happiness that no one could truly comprehend, so deep that it engraved into the bone marrow, etched into the bones.
In a lifetime, since one is destined to leave one day.
Then why not leave joyfully?
If he and Yinyin in the future could have no regrets, remain happily together until old age, then depart this world hand in hand.
That would indeed be an exceptional kind of happiness.
Since this is so, why should I obstruct it? Isn't it better to give my blessings?
He returned to the room with a smile.
Lin Siyin was not yet asleep, and when she saw him return, she immediately got up to help him change clothes.
