Chapter 1182 Reunion After a Long Absence

Yu Qinghuan walked to the door of the villa and stopped.

This house has been around for some years, but it hasn't changed much, it's about the same as when she lived here.

It is a bit old, and the surrounding flowers and trees are more lush, that is the taste of time.

She looked at the wall without going in.

The people inside saw a touch of leisurely red from the floor-to-ceiling windows, and ran out with a tacit understanding.

The living room was almost turned on their backs, and Sheng Nanxuan was running in front, looking at her in disbelief.

She looked down at them.

Many people have never seen her now. Although Sheng Nanxuan and Yu Qingliu had told her about it, they were still so surprised that they saw her.

How can someone who should be old be so young?

When Yu Qinghuan saw Yu Qingping who was leaning on crutches, his eyes paused, and then he glanced at the others one by one.

She slowly pursed her lips, without saying a word, she walked in with her head down.

The crowd separated automatically, and she walked in with a numb expression.

The decoration in the room has changed a lot, except for the outline, it is difficult for her to find the shadow of the past.

But the gramophone in the corner is still there.

She walked over, saw that there was a record on it, and put the needle on it.

The record spins slowly, and Sinney's ethereal singing echoes in the air—

don't ask me where i come from

my hometown is far away

why wandering

Wandering far away...

Yu Qinghuan couldn't help laughing—it's really a good song. This is the question she has been asking herself for more than 20 years.

Why wander? She doesn't know either.

She walked upstairs slowly, and the people downstairs watched her go upstairs without disturbing her.

She lived here before, this was her domain, and she was the only daughter of the Yu family at that time.

She was leaning on the handrail of the stairs, as if she had returned to that time, there were her parents who doted on her, her elder brother, her kind sister-in-law, her rebellious younger brother... Occasionally, a few cousins ​​came, and everyone treated her like a treasure.

Who knew that such a high-spirited age would encounter such a hell?

Yu Qinghuan finished walking the stairs, lowered her head, tears fell to the ground.

Many years... haven't cried.

She thought she had forgotten the taste of crying, but now she finally remembered.

She raised her head, already in tears.

Last time she came, she did not take an unusual path. This time, she arrived at Wu Surong's bedroom through the route in her memory.

Standing at the door, she raised her hand and knocked, remembering that in the past, she would occasionally overhear her parents' loving voice here.

There was no response from the room, she pushed open the door, and saw Wu Surong sitting on a rocking chair holding a photo album, with reading glasses on her eyes, looking old.

She walked over, Wu Surong seemed to sense something, and slowly raised her head.

Having met her once, Wu Surong was not surprised, and happily watched her approaching step by step, with a surprise smile on the corner of her mouth.

Yu Qinghuan stopped, squatted down in front of her, and looked at her like a child: "Mom..."

After shouting, her tears flowed even harder, like a slippery faucet, and she couldn't stop it no matter what.

Snapped!

The photo album in Wu Surong's hand fell to the ground.

She hugged Yu Qinghuan, crying and laughing: "Qing Huan, are you back? It's good to be back...Okay...otherwise, I'm afraid that Mom won't be able to see you."

Yu Qinghuan leaned against her, hugged her tightly, and wept endlessly.

"Mom, do you really believe this is me?" she asked.

Wu Surong nodded: "It's...my daughter, I know her."

Yu Qinghuan held her withered hand, crying until his eyes burned: "I'm sorry..."

I'm sorry, I should have come back sooner and shouldn't have made you wait so long.