Song Yaoyao was so engrossed in the photos that she did not hear the sound of footsteps behind her.
"I haven't seen these photos in a long time."
Song Yaoyao was shocked. She turned around and saw Huo Yunque. She instinctively wanted to close the photo album, afraid that Huo Yunque would miss his mother.
She felt that everyone in this family loved Madam Shu very much.
"What are you hiding?"
Huo Yunque sat down beside her and slowly flipped through a photo album.
Song Yaoyao sat quietly beside him and looked at his expression worriedly. "Gege...don't be sad..."
"Sad?"
Huo Yunque smiled and raised his eyebrows. "Why would I be sad?" His gaze swept past his mother's eyes in the photo album. "Everyone will die sooner or later. In my heart, she has never left."
Death was not the end. Forgetting was.
"Let's look at it together?"
