บท 79: Dad, I'll Care for You in the Future

Although they had only been apart for one year, An Lin's eyes still brimmed with tears when he saw that figure.

Why is half of his hair white? He's only fifty years old!

Many of the white hairs lay nestled amongst tuffs of black, making them appear especially glaring. They were like silver needles, stinging painfully at An Lin.

It's only been a year! What could've made dad change so much?

After cooking a bowl of hot and spicy noodles, An Mingchuan turned on the television and started watching it as he ate.

He really liked watching television as he ate. He felt that the sound formed by the television and the slurping of the noodles would increase one's appetite.

Even looking at it now, some of his habitual actions still hadn't changed at all.

For example, before eating his noodles, he would rub his hands together then pick up his chopsticks.

Seeing this, a familiar feeling rushed into An Lin's mind.