Song Yansheng stared at Shi Nuan's profile for a while, then smiled faintly and nodded, "You're right, we don't trust each other enough yet, nor do we trust ourselves, which is why we ask each other such questions... It's okay, because I have more patience than Nuannuan!"
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By the time they returned, it was almost around two thirty in the afternoon.
The two elderly people had already woken up, and Shi Nuan and Song Yansheng bid farewell to them.
They embraced each other affectionately, feeling a bit reluctant to part, and as the elderly hugged Shi Nuan, they said, "Remember, we are your family!"
At that moment, Shi Nuan felt a sudden urge to cry.
Saying goodbye, Shi Nuan watched the elderly couple standing hand in hand by the roadside, waving to them.
Their tightly clasped hands, full of wrinkles, brought tears to her eyes.
For the first time, Shi Nuan realized how beautiful and magnificent love could be!
