To The Lovely You

   The heavy iron window slowly opened, and Luo Shaohua, who was wearing a light gray prison uniform, walked out in the setting sun.

Outside the door, two babies, Li Juan, Luo Yichen, and Su Rourou, were already waiting for him.

   A few years in prison has slowly turned the high-spirited middle-aged man into a sullen old man. Gray hair, cloudy eyes... and that old heart.

   In the crowd, he saw his hair-bearing wife for the first time. She has aged a lot over the years, and is no longer the pampered lady she used to be.

  Although he is still wearing expensive clothes, his eyes are full of wind and frost.

   The guilt that had been pressing in his heart surged up again. He thought that she would never forgive himself again. He thought that she would not wait for him any longer.

   During the years in prison, in the dead of night, he also recalled the absurd years of the past. The women who gave him their arms for his fame and fortune left mercilessly after his accident. Even Tang Fei, who had been with him the longest, stood up to testify against him after he was arrested...

   And only his original hair-bearing wife, not only forgave him, but also waited for him.

   "Wife...I..." He stepped forward tremblingly, trying to hold her hand, but he didn't have the courage. Or rather, he doesn't think he deserves it.

  Li Juan, with tears in her eyes, held his hand gently: "Don't say anything, let's go home!"

  Su Rourou was more emotional, so she secretly turned around and wiped away a handful of tears. The two ignorant children looked up at the stranger in front of them.

  Luo Yichen touched their hair and said softly, "Xiaomei, Yujun, come and call Grandpa!"

   "Grandpa..." The two white and tender little people shouted crisply, and timidly hid behind Su Rourou.

   Hearing the voice of his grandchildren, Luo Shaohua's eyes were red. He squatted down and approached them, hugging them from left to right: "Little Merry, good Yujun, grandpa loves you so much..."

  The two children have inherited the excellent genes of their parents. They both have a small face that is white and rosy, and with two pink lips, they look like dolls walking down from a New Year's picture.

   "Grandpa, today is our birthday..." The three-year-old Luo Xiaomei has big watery eyes, very similar to Su Rourou.

   Her character is a little more cheerful, while her brother Luo Yujun's character is relatively introverted, which is very similar to Luo Yichen.

   Hearing what his sister said, Luo Yujun, who has always been taciturn, also took Luo Shaohua's hand and said, "Mom said, when Grandpa comes home, the birthday party can start."

   "Let's go, grandpa will accompany you on your birthday..." Luo Shaohua stood up slowly, took the hands of the two little dolls from left to right, and walked towards home.

  When Luo Yichen was a child, he was busy with work and did not give him the care of his father's love. He has missed a lot of beautiful things, and in the future... He just hopes to be able to watch this pair of precious grandchildren grow up healthily.

  Li Juan, Luo Yichen, and Su Rourou silently followed behind them, with mixed feelings in their hearts.

   No matter what kind of wind and rain they have experienced, at least...their family is reunited again. The afterglow of the setting sun shines on their elongated figures, warm and peaceful.