971 If It Isnt Fate, What Is It? (1/2)

Old Mrs. Han's eyes were very sharp. She could see that the relationship between the two of them was not as simple as Wang Juhuai said.

Old Mrs. Han's gossipy soul was burning, yet she pretended that nothing was happening, smiled, and said, ”So you knew Xiao Xia from when you were young. What a coincidence.”

”That's right.” Wang Juhuai sighed a bit. ”I did not think that we could still meet again.”

He had originally thought that they would no longer meet again in this life.

He was a coward, and he avoided the issue and ran.

She got married, and he did not want to even see that.

If he did not see it, he won't feel horrible, as if his heart had been dug out.

But now that he saw her again, he felt that his constant avoidance made him look like a dummy.

He had been thinking about her all along, not forgetting at all. These twenty years, her figure in his mind was extremely clear and had never faded.

Although, all he could remember forever was how she looked when she was young.

Twenty years later, seeing her again, he realized that although her face had the traces of the years, the change was not big, and she was still like how she was in the past, causing him to recognize her with one look.

When Wang Juhuai was speaking, his gaze could not help but keep landing on Xia Qingwei's face.

He was really dumb, thinking that if he did not see her, he would not feel bad. The truth was, he'd been feeling bad for over twenty years.

Seeing her again today, only now did he know how much he missed her. After seeing her, only now did he realize that his heart that was lacking was finally full.

Even if they did not do anything, just looking at her was good enough.

”We haven't seen each other for over twenty years,” Wang Juhuai said, his voice sounding slightly bitter. ”Are you doing well?”

”I'm alright.” Xia Qingwei smiled. ”Look, my daughter is already so big.”