The delicate boy I picked up after traveling through the book is a big devil

After his father's death, Song Yu was unable to recover for a while. Because he was concerned about his mother, he did not dare to show it in front of her, but when she returned home.

Su He observed her for two days, often with a dazed expression on her face. On a sunny day, the two of them sat in the courtyard, leisurely enjoying the afternoon sun.

Su He looked at Song Yu. Song Yu was getting older, and there were more fine lines at the corners of his eyes, but his hair was not yet gray, and his temperament was becoming more gentle.

"Ayu." Su He called.

Over the years, no matter what he went through, the way he addressed Song Yu never changed.

When Song Yu heard the voice, he turned his head to look at Su He: "Huh?" His voice was full of doubt.

Su Hedao: "Is there anything you want to say to me?"

"What?" Song Yu didn't understand for a moment.

Su He said bluntly, "I see you haven't been in a good mood these past two days."

Song Yu lowered his eyes slightly, and after a while, he raised them again and looked at Su He.

She stretched out her hand, Su He took a look, and also stretched out his hand, and they shook hands.

Song Yu said, "I was just thinking about Dad."

Su He was silent for a moment and said, "Dad passed away quickly and didn't suffer much pain."

Song Yu replied softly, "Yeah." After a while, she asked again, "Are you afraid of death?"

Su He said, "I'm not afraid." After a pause, he added, "But I don't want to die. I haven't had enough of you yet."

Song Yu looked into his eyes and their eyes met.

Song Yu said, "Hubby, I'm scared."

Su He's hand trembled for a moment, and then he held Song Yu's hand tightly.

He said, "Don't be afraid, Yu. I will be with you."

Song Yu said, "But, if you leave before me and leave me alone, I don't know what to do."

Now that she is old, she no longer has the courage and fearlessness she had in her youth.

When she was young, even though she knew she might never see Su He again, she would be sad and depressed, but she would not give up on herself.

Because she has family and friends, but now, when she thinks that one day in the future, Su He will pass away before her, leaving her alone in this world, carrying their memories, slowly suffering for the rest of her life.

She couldn't imagine such a life.

Su He looked at Song Yu's suddenly depressed mood and finally knew what she had been thinking about these days.

He spoke slowly, his eyes never leaving Song Yu.

"You still have Nianqing, Ayu. Even if that day really comes, don't be afraid. You are not alone. If there really is a Yellow Spring, I will be waiting for you there. I just go there before you and explore the way for you. The thing I regret least in this life is meeting you." Su He said.

His words did not relieve Song Yu's anxiety much.

From that day on, Su He also took the initiative to cultivate his character.

He wanted to live hard, not because he was afraid of death, but because he didn't want to be separated from Song Yu so early. He hadn't lived enough with Song Yu.

When Song Yu was 65, her mother also passed away. Her parents still had a place to go, but now she had only a way to return. From then on, she had only a way to return.

The cemetery was as quiet as usual and the weather was a little gloomy. After the worship, everyone walked out of the cemetery together.

Song Yu and Song Nianqing walked in front, followed closely by Su He and Jiang Huaizhi.

Su He was holding his grandson Jiang Huaijin's hand, while Jiang Huaizhi was holding his one-year-old son Song Jingnian.

Song Nianqing comforted Song Yu. Now she is also a mother of two children and can better understand the psychology of being a mother.

She also became more grateful for Song Yu's guidance to her since she was a child.

"Okay, you guys go back. Your dad and I will go back too." When they reached the entrance of the cemetery, Song Yu glanced at the two cars parked at the entrance.

Song Nianqing was still a little worried, so she said, "Mom, why don't I go back and stay with you for a few days?"

Song Yu said: "You can come back anytime if you want to live here, but don't worry about anything else, I still have your dad."

Song Nianqing glanced at Su He. It was true. No one in the world knew how to take care of Song Yu better than her father.

"Go back, you are also very busy." Song Yu said again.

Song Nianqing finally left with her children and husband, and Song Yu and Su He also got in the car.

After getting in the car, she leaned in Su He's arms, and soon her sobbing sound could be heard.

Su He hugged her without saying a word.

People are gone, but life goes on. Some people have been searching for the meaning of life since they were born, but they never find it until they die, but they have lived their whole lives.

On Song Yu’s 70th birthday, she had become an elegant old lady.

She and Su He are still in good health and still travel around.

Every time she goes to a place, she will record the scenery. Her memory will become fuzzy, but perhaps this is the meaning of photos.

When you see the photos again, those vague memories will gradually become clear.

Memories and photos are both witnesses of time.

Song Yu is 75 years old and his relationship with Su He is still very good. They will get up early to cook together and drive to the supermarket together.

Song Nianqing would bring his children to visit them every once in a while.

The two are not alone.

However, the suffering Su He suffered in his youth was reproduced again in the form of illness in his old age.

But he didn't show it until Song Yu discovered that he was always woken up by body pain in the middle of the night.

Song Yu took him to the hospital for a check-up.

Song Nianqing rushed back immediately after hearing the news, looking nervous: "Dad, how are you?"

Su He looked at his daughter, who looked nervous, and said, "It's nothing serious. It's just some old illness."

"A serious old illness? What old illness do you have? Why have I never heard of it?" Song Nianqing asked.

Su He said, "That happened a long time ago."

Song Nianqing stopped listening to him and went to ask Song Yu. Song Yu said, "When people get old, it's inevitable that they will have some illnesses. It's normal."

They did not tell Song Nianqing about Su He's past identity, and naturally they did not know about his exciting past with swords and sabers.

Song Nianqing didn't quite trust Su He, but Song Yu was a doctor, so she felt relieved when she saw that there was nothing unusual on Song Yu's face.

From that day on, Song Yu became more and more attached to Su He.

If this happened when he was young, Su He would have been so happy, but now he knew why Song Yu was like this, and he didn't want him to be like this.

Although he wanted to stay with Song Yu all the time, few people knew about his own body.

"Ayu..." Su He looked at Song Yu's affectionate eyes. He wanted Song Yu not to be sad, but he couldn't say such words.

Just looking at Song Yu's gaze, he didn't know how to start.

Song Yu rubbed his hand, and just like when she was young, she said, "I'm not afraid of Su He anymore. Even if that day really comes, I will carry our memories with me and live out the rest of my days, and then go find you. You have to wait for me, and we'll meet again in the next life!"

Su He raised the corners of his lips slightly: "Okay, I'll wait for you!"