Chapter 372: Waiting for the Wind to Blow, Waiting for Your Return
Sylvan Cheney didn't say anything, but stepped over and sat next to him.
The little guy was even more bemused!
Elder Cheney seemed quite different today!
Father and son sat shoulder to shoulder on the chair, Chale Cheney swayed his short little legs.
His mood was buoyant!
As he looked up, the endless sky and stars were in sight.
It was open, silent and profound.
Sylvan Cheney subconsciously went to take out his cigarette box, but he restrained himself thinking about Chale Cheney around.
"Dad, it would be nice if Jasy was here." The little guy puffed out his cheeks.
He missed her so much.
Even though Uncle Heath said Jasy would have her own baby in the future and wouldn't need him, he still liked her.
He wondered why.
Sylvan Cheney didn't speak up, and Chale Cheney continued to speak——
"If Jasy was here, I would let her sit next to me."
"Hmm?" Sylvan Cheney frowned, giving him an unhappy look.
The little guy looked obedient and well-behaved in his beige sweater.