Your Mother's Best Friend Chapter 158

Grandpa Shen listened to the familiar voice that he had thought he could only hear again in his dreams after thinking about it for who knows how many years. Suddenly, the memories that had been buried for many years emerged in his mind...

For more than 20 years, I have gone from holding hope to repeated disappointments, and finally to resigned despair. Even though time has diluted many painful memories, there is still a glimmer of hope deep in my heart.

Even if it was just a tiny bit, he only dared to bury it deep in the deepest part of his heart, like a traveler lost in the desert, carefully guarding the only spark of fire. No matter how small the spark was, there was a possibility of it being rekindled. That was the belief that supported him to walk out of here. As long as the fire was not extinguished, there was a possibility of it turning into a raging fire. This was the hope of survival.

Therefore, over the years he had only dared to carefully protect that spark of light, not daring to touch it at all, for fear that it would dim and disappear.

But today, when he suddenly looked back, that spark had miraculously reignited itself. The dazzling fire dispelled the darkness that had imprisoned him for many years. The ship that had been drifting aimlessly in the darkness finally saw the light. The light shone on Uncle Harold's face, and tears were already streaming down his wrinkled old face.