At the dinner table, the brothers Qin Bogang and Qin Zhonghui started talking, and soon both grown men were crying. But then, through their tears, they began to laugh.
Middle-aged people carry many burdens, and sometimes their emotions are far more complex than simple joy or sorrow.
Sun Li didn't know whether to laugh or cry, but she ignored the two brothers. She turned, pulled Su Yun aside, and asked where she had bought her necklace, saying it was absolutely gorgeous.
And Xiao Shi... she was eating while reading an English classic she held in her hands.
She was reading *The Three Musketeers*, a book Qin Jiao used to love.
In truth, Ping'an Town hadn't changed much over the past year. Leaning against the window, Qin Jiao looked outside and suddenly saw the road she and Shen Yi had walked to and from school countless times.
