Mr. and Mrs. Su saw the concern in their daughter's eyes and then glanced at each other.
That single look contained so much unspoken emotion.
Because of what had happened, many of their friends had been scattered to the winds.
They hadn't seen each other in a very long time.
They had thought it would take a long, long time for their names to be cleared.
They had even resigned themselves to the possibility that it might never happen in their lifetimes.
They never expected the happy surprise to come so soon.
Mrs. Su took a deep breath and wiped away her tears.
"Tangtang, we're planning to go back."
"That place is our home, our roots. We dream of going back to see if the old house is still there, if someone is still watering the jasmine on the windowsill..."
The Northwest was nice, and their daughter was here, but ultimately, they could never fully adapt to life here.
Their greatest wish was to be able to return to Shanghai and see it one more time.
