However, whether there is a “future” is unknown, but at least “now” exists, because he wants to ask her what exactly she said that made these elderly people who have lived through half a century and seen great storms laugh so happily?
Aunt Fang looked at him without stopping him, gave a subtle smile, and pulled his arm, bypassing the sitting and standing elderly people, until they reached the center of the crowd, right behind that adorable young beauty.
She sat among everyone, casually wearing his shorts, one foot propped on the bench, eating the snacks and breakfast offered by various families, gesturing animatedly while telling a story, her clear voice rising and falling, as comfortable as listening to gently flowing water.
“So! I said… it was just a piece of meat, why did he have to…”
Her voice suddenly stopped because she saw her reflection in the shop window, with the tall and handsome figure behind her.
“Hmm?”
At the same time, his gaze also caught her reflection in the glass.
For a moment, everything around them disappeared, leaving only the gentle breeze, the flower fragrance, and… their reflections gazing at each other in the window. Despite the distance, it was as if they could hear each other’s heartbeats.
Then, someone ruined the moment by asking: “And then?”
He shifted his gaze, looking down at her sitting on the bench, a inexplicable warmth in his heart, but his voice was low and serious:
“Why haven’t you gone back?”
She turned back, explaining: “I didn’t mean to say… huh?” She suddenly noticed there was no blame in his eyes, “What did you say?”
“I said, why haven’t you gone back?” He pointed at the clothes in her bag and the thermos container of noodles, “The noodles will get soggy.”
“I’ve already eaten!” She opened the lid like presenting a treasure.
His eyebrows raised slightly, “You ate sitting here?”
It was hard to imagine that a woman like her would sit by the roadside, in public, eating noodles among passing crowds.
“I… I didn’t mean to, I was hungry!” She thought he was going to scold her for her lack of manners, quickly blinking to produce her most practiced pitiful tears, “And I… couldn’t find my way back…”
“Couldn’t find the way?”
