"Xiao Fan, is it really you?"
The woman was around forty years old, but she seemed to have lived a long life. She was like a poem hanging on the door, elegant and gentle, as if she wouldn't be surprised even when the world collapsed.
Right then, she stared at Chen Fan with an emotional look. She wanted to hug him, but hesitated. The man in front of her was like a bubble that would disappear if she touched him.
"Yes, Auntie Tang. I'm back."
Chen Fan nodded and hugged her.
His eyes were a bit teary as well. When he returned to Earth after a decade, his parents were missing and his loved ones were far across the universe. People didn't know him anymore, as if they had forgotten all about him. Only Auntie Tang was still waiting for him in the villa he had given her back then. At this moment, Chen Fan's mind was filled with emotions.
"Great, great."