After more than twenty years, Shangguan Dehui couldn't be sure if the woman in front of him was his old flame.
As he watched Ni Cuihua chatting and smiling with Zhou Danni, a subtle hint of red blossomed in the rims of his eyes.
Could it be her?
The face of the girl who stood in the depths of the jungle twenty years ago seemed to slowly become clearer, bit by bit overlapping with the woman in front of him.
The moon in the sky is mirrored in the depths of the sea, just as the person before me is reflected in my heart.
"Danni, brother-in-law. Please come in and sit down." Ni Cuihua ushered Zhou Danni's family inside, only then she noticed the dumbfounded Shangguan Dehui, "Mr. Shangguan, you're here too! How is your foot recovering?"
Shangguan Dehui snapped back to reality, nodding his response, "It's all good now, thank you for your concern."
"Come inside."
Once inside the house, Ni Cuihua introduced Shangguan Dehui to Zhou Danni and her husband.