"You... how are you here?"
It took Auntie Jiang a long while to utter these words.
For over twenty years, the grievances that had festered at the bottom of her heart now overflowed in her eyes.
Though lovers met again, she chose not to let go and continued to endure.
"I..."
Zheng Gang started to speak, then stopped.
Time had erected an insurmountable distance between them.
Hope flickered in Auntie Jiang's eyes, but it quickly vanished.
"Sorry, I went the wrong way."
She reached up to tuck the stray strands of hair behind her ear, intending to flee without choosing her path.
At the doorway, Qiao En appeared, her belly swollen with pregnancy.
"Mom."
Her gaze was complex as she looked at Auntie Jiang.
In that instant, Auntie Jiang understood everything.
She opened her mouth, about to say something, but ultimately, she said nothing.