The feeling of a slight corner-lifted smile is beyond words to describe, carrying a penetrative infectious power far greater than hearty laughter.
This is the heroic demeanor that can only blossom between the eyebrows of a man in the prime of his life, after accomplishing an undertaking worthy of his pride.
Dazzling and alluring, it makes people long for more.
Even later when he fell to the bottom, volunteering day after day in an orphanage, he could not erase the spirit of youth that once filled his memories.
"And that's when the turning point of my life happened."
Uncle Ah Lai suddenly fell silent. He stroked the newspaper on the table, the smile in his eyes gradually dissolving until only endless desolation remained.
"Three trucks."
Uncle Ah Lai lightly extended three fingers.
"Three trucks? What do you mean?" Gu Weijing expressed some confusion.
