In the world of TV dramas, Wang Yue had a son and a daughter and had even become a grandfather. But after coming back, he was still single.
Lying in his rented apartment, Wang Yue stared blankly at the ceiling. His thoughts drifted to the nearly thirty years he had spent in Xiao She De, with Ruan Wan by his side every step of the way, caring for him in every possible way. Their sudden parting left him missing her terribly.
He still remembered helping Ruan Wan smooth her hair when they said goodbye, and the reluctant look in her eyes. It still hurt to think about it.
Ruan Wan had grown old and become even more attached to him. But what she thought was only a temporary separation might have been forever.
Before he knew it, tears seemed to slip from the corners of his eyes, and Wang Yue drifted off to sleep.
Perhaps in his dreams, his Ruan Wan was still waiting for him at the market. Her face, once smooth and delicate, had gradually become weathered with age.
When Wang Yue woke again, it was already time to go to work. He had worked for decades in Xiao She De, and he was truly exhausted.
Still, everything deserved a proper ending. Wang Yue felt he should at least go to the company and hand his resignation letter to President Li in person.
Wang Yue returned to the company. Once President Li was free, he knocked and went in, then explained that he was planning to resign.
President Li gave Wang Yue a meaningful look, but still tried patiently to persuade him. "Wang Yue, you look a little tired. How about this: take a long leave first, get some rest, and think it over?"
Wang Yue thought about