In the medical clinic.
Chen Sheng in a dark blue long gown, with a few strands of silver at his temples and fine lines from the years at the corners of his eyes, yet appearing more gentle and stable.
Huang Wangyou wearing a simple moon-white cloth dress, with a touch of warmth and tranquility in her expression, making her already lively demeanor even more mature.
Twenty years of mutual understanding, the couple remained loving, their tacit understanding in gestures surpassing what it was years ago.
Under the old pagoda tree, there were stone tables and stone benches, the dappled sunlight filtering through the thick shade, landing on the chessboard.
Huang Yueyang sat in one corner, dressed in loose gray clothes, his hair slightly white, yet spirited, holding a black piece in his hand, concentrating on the chess game.
Across from him sat two old friends.
