August was a poetic season. A night of mist and heavy rain washed away the stuffy air.
On the morning of the 12th, Ye Chen got into Lin Tai's car while carrying his daughter as his parents sent them off. He saw his mother, Wu Lan, covering her mouth through the window. She looked like she was going to cry. Meanwhile, his father said nothing. He was just smoking, allowing the ashes to accumulate on the cigarette.
The duo knew what would happen after Ye Chen and their darling granddaughter left.
His daughter, Mengmeng, buried herself in Ye Chen's embrace.
The little girl looked reluctant when she looked at her grandparents. She said with red eyes, "Daddy, why can't Grandpa and Grandma visit Mommy with us? Mommy will be happy to see them."