The elderly man in the rocking chair slowly raised his head and looked at Kong Lingwen. His eyesight didn't seem very good; it took him some time to recognize his granddaughter.
"Lingwen, you're back."
Xu Yicheng's aged face showed delight, and then his eyes reddened.
"Grandpa!"
Kong Lingwen called out and then quickly ran over, kneeling with a thud.
"I'm sorry, Grandpa, it's all my fault."
Kong Lingwen was filled with remorse. Thinking of the sad looks in the eyes of the elderly couple when she left back then, her heart ached.
"Good child, get up quickly. Actually, I've been regretting all these years. I shouldn't have said that if you left, not to come back again. As a result, you really didn't come back to see us."
Xu Yicheng choked up, tears streaming down his face.
"I don't blame you, it's my lack of filial piety for not being able to be by your side."
Kong Lingwen was sobbing uncontrollably, refusing to get up.
