Ye Sichen stopped.

The old lady with haggard face had white temples. She seemed ill but kind.

Seeing him stopped for her, she was so excited that she pushed the wheelchair over and reached out to hold his hands, “Wei Shi, my son! I know you are still alive. They all lied to me. All lied to me. I never believed them.”

She put his hand on her weathered face.

Without pushing the old lady away, Ye Sichen allowed her to do that. Looking at ...