Tang Shuhui didn't want to bring up her son in front of Liu Chen, so she said to her sister, "Everything has passed; people need to look forward. What's the point of staying immersed in the past? I've already let go."
"If you truly think this way, that's wonderful." The elderly woman nodded contentedly. She had come over fearing her sister wouldn't be able to bear it and wanted to console her a bit.
Liu Chen was merely focused on eating. Only with a full stomach can he have the energy to work; the night's nightlife would be exciting, and he was very much looking forward to it.
"Sigh..."
The elderly woman sighed again and said to Tang Shuhui, "I watched Xiaoliang grow up from a young age. Such a good child, gone just like that. I feel heartbroken, too. I know you look like you've moved on, but you won't be able to let go inside. You must hold on."
"Sister, don't talk about this. It's all in the past." Tang Shuhui tried not to mention her son in front of Liu Chen.
