That voice seemed to unveil Rosalie’s dust-sealed memory like an old chest.

An image from that year flashed across her mind in an instant.

Under the sweet-scented osmanthus tree, Mama and Aunt Lou were eating cakes, chatting and laughing over tea. As the sun set, Rosalie came from the kindergarten on the corner of the street, lugging her schoolbag as she rushed home, less than a hundred meters away.

Then, she exclaimed. “Mama, I’m home!”

At that time, Mama was so healthy. Her eyes were always joyful, and she was as beautiful as an angel.

Aunt Lou was also very young at the time, she had just married and had no children. She liked to ask her Mama for advice on family life issues.

How wonderful it would be if life could stay that way forever!

Unfortunately, everything was ruined by Gordon.

senses and told Aunt Lou that she had

Lou continued to ask her, “Back then, I was so happy when you married the heir of the Lawrence family. However, I don’t remember who told me about it, there was a divorce after. I wanted

was deep concern in the old lady’s voice, which warmed Rosalie’s heart a

these years, and mentioned her current situation to Aunt Lou, including her remarriage with Byron; her three lively and cute little kids, and

to make

sincerely happy for Rosalie. She insisted that it was Rosalie’s

Rosalie believed her too.

please come visit us in Coast City. Or, I will go to J Land to find you when I am free. However, there is something important right now, I hope you can help me.” Rosalie almost forgot the

she asked about

Lou fell into deep thought, and finally asked, “Is the sweet-scented osmanthus tree in

thought about this too, but the tree died many years ago. I’ve also dug under the tree,

thought about something else, but I’m not sure if it’s possible. Is that wedding

nodded, “The wedding photo is still there, but I have

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