Little Lei Hong took Song Ning by the hand and ran straight toward her home.
Her family lived on the second floor.
As soon as she climbed the stairs, she shouted at the top of her lungs:
"Mom-Mom-we have guests!"
Her voice was loud and clear.
A door at the end of the corridor opened.
Song Ning immediately saw a young woman step out, dressed in simple, neat clothes, her hair in two braids.
The moment Lei Hong saw her, her voice grew even more excited:
"Mom-Mom, look! We have guests!"
Standing in the sunlight was a figure Song Ning still knew so well.
Only there were no wrinkles on her face, no white in her hair. Her fair, lovely face glowed with youth as she quietly looked their way with a gentle smile.
Lei Hong immediately let go of Song Ning's hand and shot toward her like a little cannonball.
Meng Yu caught the child rushing toward her, then bent down with a smile to wipe the sweat from her forehead.
"Slow down! You'll fall! And keep your voice down, okay? You'll wake Granny Li's little granddaughter!"
Looking at the young Meng Yu, Song Ning felt her eyes sting, and once again struggled to hold back her tears.
Grandma had always been so gentle.
So soft-spoken.
It had been so many years... since she had last seen Grandma.
The year she started college, Grandma had left her forever.
Old Man Lei no longer had that gentle woman by his side, the only one who could keep him in line.
His temper had grown worse and worse.
Yet countless times, she had seen Old Man Lei stay up in the middle of the night, talking to Grandma's photograph.
He... missed her!
She missed her too!
So much!
Meng Yu straightened