The calligraphy wasn't written well. It curved and wound like an earthworm and she could only recognize half the characters.

[Ah Shu is the boss]

Song Yaoyao read it out softly. It was even stamped and signed by Huo Wuyong.

"Ah Shu is my mom's nickname. These words were written by the old man. It's pretty ugly."

The man complained without holding back.

Song Yaoyao was taken aback. She was actually quite envious. Gege's parents must have had a really good relationship.

But his abnormal reaction made Song Yaoyao quite worried and anxious.

Huo Yunque calmly sat at the grand piano. His palms were thin and his fingers were defined as they slowly pressed the keys.

Do re mi, do re mi...

He continued to repeat these three notes.

Song Yaoyao carefully sat down beside him and quietly looked at him.

When he sensed the girl's worried gaze and the maternal vibe that was emanating from her, Huo Yunque couldn't help but laugh.

"What's wrong?"

"N-nothing..."

"Don't lie!" Huo Yunque's voice sank.

In fear, Song Yaoyao immediately betrayed Uncle Zhang.

Huo Yunque held his head and furrowed his brows.

Of course, he didn't blame Uncle Zhang for what he did; he knew why he did it.

But...

He lowered his head and saw the girl tugging on his shirt worriedly. "Gege, don't be sad. I will accompany you from now on..." she mumbled.

The girl's voice was soft, her expression was serious, and she was glowing.

Huo Yunque inexplicably swallowed back his words.

He nodded. "Okay."

His mother had chosen euthanasia after falling ill.

He still remembered that day. His entire family changed into new clothes and they shared a happy dinner. After that, his mother wrapped him in her arms, kissed him, and reminded him to always be happy and that she would be watching him from heaven.

She then returned to her room without looking back.

Elder Huo, whose hair hadn't turned white yet at that time, stayed outside with him. Neither of them shed a tear.

After all, his mother had told him they would eventually see each other again. It was just a matter of time. So, before then, he had to remain happy!

Yes, it was just a matter of time.

Everyone had to die. At least, his mother didn't leave in pain.

The Huos were a big family with a big business, but Huo Yunque did not grow up in a complicated environment. There was no infighting and scheming.

And his mother's death did not become a taboo.

At least, when Elder Huo mentioned his wife, his face was smiling.

The memories that she left behind were mostly beautiful and worthy of remembering.

But, looking at the girl, it seemed she had been overthinking. She worried about him so much that her eyes were red.

She lowered her head and held onto his hand.

Her hand was soft like it was boneless and it felt like cotton candy.

The greenhouse was quiet.

All of a sudden, Song Yaoyao said, "Gege, do you want to hear me play a song?"

"Oh?"

Huo Yunque raised an eyebrow in surprise. "Do you know how to play the piano?"

"Of course! I know many things! I'm a hidden treasure~"

Her voice was extremely sweet as she lifted her chest proudly.

Behind her, an invisible tail swung. It was as though she was telling people to look at her. I'm cute and there's so much I can do! Pick me!

"Ahem..."

The man's shirt was loose and the hem hung naturally. He nodded slightly, looking classy and poised.

"I look forward to seeing it."

He leaned back in the chaise, resting his head on his hand, and covering himself with his coat.