The heavy iron window opened slowly, and Luo Shaohua, who was wearing a light gray prison uniform, walked out in the setting sun.
Outside the door, Li Juan, Luo Yichen, Su Rourou and two babies were already waiting for him.
Several years of prison life has slowly worn the high-spirited middle-aged man into a dull old man. Gray hair, turbid eyes... and that old heart.
In the crowd, he saw his first wife at first sight. She has also aged a lot in these years, and she is no longer the pampered lady she was back then.
Although she is still wearing expensive clothes, her eyes are full of wind and frost.
The guilt that had been suppressing in his heart surged up again. He thought that she would never forgive himself again. He thought that she would not wait for him anymore.
During the years in prison, he also recalled the absurd years in the past in the dead of night. Those women who threw themselves into his arms for his fame and fortune left mercilessly after his accident. Even Tang Fei, who had followed him for the longest time, stood up to testify against him after he was arrested...
But only his first wife not only forgave him, but also waited for him.
"My wife... I..." He walked forward tremblingly, trying to hold her hand, but he didn't have the courage. Or rather, he felt unworthy.
With tears in Li Juan's eyes, she gently held his hand: "Don't say anything, let's go home!"
Su Rourou was quite emotional in the first place, so she secretly turned around and wiped away her tears. The two ignorant children looked up at the strange person in front of them in a daze.
Luo Yichen stroked their hair, and said softly: "Xiao Berry, Yu Jun, hurry up and call Grandpa!"
"Grandpa..." The two fair and tender villains yelled crisply, and timidly hid behind Su Rourou.
Hearing the voice of his grandson and granddaughter, Luo Shaohua's eyes turned red. He knelt down and approached them, holding them in his arms from left to right: "Xiao Berry, Yu Jun, grandpa loves you so much..."
The two children have inherited the excellent genes of their parents. They both have a small face that is rosy, and with two pink lips, they look like dolls that have come down from a New Year painting.
"Grandpa, today is our birthday..." Three-year-old Luo Xiaoberry has big watery eyes, which looks very much like Su Rourou.
Her personality is a little more cheerful, while her elder brother Luo Yujun's personality is relatively reserved, which is very similar to Luo Yichen.
Hearing what my sister said, Luo Yujun, who has always been reticent, also took Luo Shaohua's hand and said, "Mom said, the birthday party can start when grandpa comes home."
"Let's go, grandpa will celebrate your birthday with you..." Luo Shaohua stood up slowly, holding the hands of the two little dolls from left to right, and walked towards home.
When Luo Yichen was young, he was so busy with work that he didn't give him paternal care. He has already missed many good things, the days to come... He just hopes to watch this pair of precious grandchildren grow up healthy and healthy.
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 shone on their elongated figures, warm and peaceful.