Five years might not be a long time for youngsters like her but for elders like Grandfather, it was like eternity. Grandfather’s hair had turned all white and his straight spine had curved into a hunch. He took out his glasses from his front pocket trying to look at her face clearly…
Ning Xi’s old memories all rushed back to her the moment she saw her grandfather.
It was winter, she was still young and was brought to a strange place. She saw her biological parents being intimate with Ning Xueluo as she hid in a corner and started missing her old home. She was almost on the verge of tears. Then, Grandfather found her, held her hands, took her to the kitchen and cooked her a bowl of noodles in soup, telling her not to cry as this was her home.
