He thought carefully and clearly remembered Yanyan's birthday.
He was very happy, so he drank a little more and dreamed of his wife. She was still so young, exactly as he remembered.
She said that she was leaving and wanted him to lead a good life with his children and grandchildren. She even said that she would wait for him and let him live long enough before he died.
After he woke up, he still remembered the contents of the dream clearly, as if it had really happened.
Now that he thought about it, he could still remember every detail.
After that, he never dreamed of her again, nor did he have the feeling that she was always by his side.
"Your grandmother is waiting for me!" Song Chen was excited.
"What are you talking about!" Song Yiyan pressed a talisman against his forehead and pressed her palms together. "The old man is just joking. Please don't blame us."
