Zhao Erhu had just reached the doorway when Zhao Yunxiang seemed to sense his presence. Her previously closed eyes suddenly opened, gazing towards the door. Seeing it open and the figure that appeared before her, she could no longer hold back her tears, which fell down her face. Her eyes were filled with both heartache and solace. Her voice was weak but laced with excitement, "Erhu, you've finally come back!"
No matter the reason, what Zhao Yunxiang had been longing for these past few days was Zhao Erhu's arrival. But by this time, she felt she could hardly hold on any longer. If it weren't for a burst of willpower—for her husband and son—she would have almost given up. Yet, without having her affairs in order, how could she close her eyes in peace and take her last breath?
"Big sister, you?..." Zhao Erhu, looking at Zhao Yunxiang's expectant eyes, felt an unbearable sourness in his heart and, for a moment, didn't know what to say.