Fortunately, however, he arrived here.

Like a wanderer on a long journey, he returned to the harbor of home just before freezing to death.

Afterwards, Ye Fan's consciousness fell into eternal darkness.

In the blur, a little light came in from the darkness.

After sleeping for a long time, Ye Fan finally regained consciousness.

He slowly opened his eyes, and the light outside the window shone in through the fine blinds, sprinkled the ground colorfully.

"I am..."

At this time, Ye Fan's mind was obviously broken.

A pair of lifeless eyes scanned the surroundings.

Simple decoration, but full of the weight of the years.

The old-fashioned furniture of tables and chairs displayed in front, and a few portraits of the founding leaders of China are pasted on the wall.

A radio popular in the 1990s is placed on the table.

Ye Fan remembers that when he was a child, he stood in front of the old radio and listened to a very sweet girl singing "Go home and see", which was popular all over the country at that time.

Above the radio, there is also an old-fashioned wall clock.

The pendulum inside swayed forever, and the sound of ticking and ticking used to run through Ye Fan's entire childhood.

Seeing the familiar yet unfamiliar scene in front of him, Ye Fan was stunned.

For a moment, Ye Fan felt that everything seemed to be back to the past.

At that time, in such a small courtyard, there was an old man who had already passed his seventies, and accompanied a child who was babbling through his entire childhood.

At that time, the train of time passed by slowly, and Ye Fan, who had already married and established a business, was sitting there, looking over with affectionate eyes, but it was all about himself, the appearance of a child.

The expectations in the distance are beautiful, but the short stop of the train is more like looking back at the beautiful years.

At that time, the light played the sound of returning home, and Ye Fan, who had gone through vicissitudes, was here, looking at him with affectionate eyes, and outlined the moving picture of the carefree period of the past.

Nothing has changed.

Everything is still the same as before.

The old radio, the ticking wall clock, I don't know why, seeing all the familiar things in front of him, Ye Fan only felt like a stick in his throat, and suddenly felt the urge to cry.

"Silly boy, just cry if you want to cry?"

"Grandma's place is your eternal harbor."

In the ear, a kind voice suddenly sounded.

Ye Fan looked up, and at some point, that simple and kind old man had already arrived at the door.

The moment Ye Fan saw the old man, Ye Fan seemed to find an outlet for the suppressed emotions in his heart.

He rushed over, and plunged into the old man's arms like he did when he was a child. JrNovels.com