C978 Farewell

In the small courtyard, there was a specially made rattan chair placed under a green tasseled fruit rack.

On the rattan chair, an old man with white hair and beard was snoring.

Chen Yu walked to the edge of the rattan chair without the old man noticing.

Looking at the old man's familiar yet unfamiliar face, Chen Yu's heart ached. Suddenly, tears started streaming down his face