They had thought such days would continue forever...
But...
That was how fickle fate could be.
That summer, Old Meng's wife was involved in a serious car accident.
She was treated in the hospital for three days and three nights.
But they still couldn't save her.
Old Meng at the funeral...
Even though it was obvious he had carefully groomed himself...
His haggard appearance was still heartbreaking.
Half-gray, half-white hair, a pale face, and a slightly hunched back...
Old Meng seemed to have aged ten years overnight.
Everyone was shocked.
They all knew how loving the couple had been...
But the dead were gone.
All they could do was hope Old Meng would mourn in moderation.
Old Meng's appearance was simply too heartrending.
Back then...
The only words they could use to comfort Old Meng...
Were for the sake of the child.
Old Meng and his wife had a son.
When Old Meng's wife died, their son was only twelve.
He was at that awkward age—not quite a child, but not yet grown.
He was just old enough to begin understanding... death.
For the child's sake...
Old Meng had to pull himself together as soon as possible.
The child had already lost his mother.
He couldn't lose his father too.
Old Meng took those words to heart.
After his wife died, his child became his only pillar of support.
And then...
Sometimes fate really was too cruel.
Old Meng's wife...
Had lost her life in a car accident.
Who would have thought...
That years later, Old Meng's son...
Would likewise lose his life in a car accident.
When the others learned of the news...
They all froze.
They simply couldn't believe it.
They didn't even dare imagine it...
Old Meng...