She still remembered the faces of those children, remembered the joy and sorrow they brought him and her, remembered love and laughter, remembered pain and separation.
"Malin, that child, is truly one of a kind." His wife said with a voice full of emotion and joy, "Soren will surely become a master of Spiritual Energy under his guidance."
"He will, our child will definitely become a master." Manheim said, patting his wife's hand again, as he could feel her heartbeat seemingly quicken.
When he turned around, he saw his beloved shedding tears. So he stood up and embraced her tightly, "Don't cry, you're no longer that little girl from forty years ago."
You silly old woman, do you still think you're the one wearing that dress back then?
"I'm afraid of losing you." She said this.
