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On the Mid-Autumn Festival in August 2022, He Yuzhu and Lou Xiao'e spent their last Mid-Autumn Festival in their villa in Jingzhou.

The villa was bustling with activity that day, and the sunshine shining in the courtyard added a touch of warmth to this joyous gathering.

He Xiangyang and Sun Xiaolin brought He Lei and their three children, He Yayun, He Yafen and He Peifan, into the villa as a family.

He Hongmei and Gu Ziyi also came with their children Gu Runchen, Gu Junchen, Gu Zixuan, and Gu Ziyao.

He Yushui also brought her children and grandchildren to spend the Mid-Autumn Festival with her brother and sister-in-law. Her grandchildren surrounded her, looking at everything in the villa curiously.

Everyone walked into the house and the living room was suddenly filled with laughter.

The table was filled with all kinds of delicious mooncakes, including traditional five-nut fillings, red bean paste fillings, as well as novel snowy mooncakes and lava custard mooncakes. The children couldn't wait to pick up the mooncakes and taste them, with satisfied smiles on their faces.

The adults sat together, chatting about family matters and sharing interesting things in life. He Yuzhu looked at the lively scene in front of him, his heart full of emotion, but his eyes were a little dazed.

He asked He Xiangyang: "What year, month and day is today..."

"Today is the Mid-Autumn Festival on August 2022, ! Dad, didn't I just tell you? How come you forgot again?" He Xiangyang, whose hair was a little gray, answered patiently with a hint of worry and concern in his eyes.

"Yes! Yes! Dad, you have asked me several times today..." He Hongmei also said, she walked forward and gently held He Yuzhu's hand.

"Really? Did I really ask it several times?" He Yuzhu asked back, with a hint of confusion on his face.

"Grandpa, you really asked this many times..." He Lei also answered from the side. He pulled He Yuzhu's arm and shook his grandfather's body.

"Xiangyang, Hongmei, Lei'er... don't blame your father. Your father is old and has a bad memory..." Lou Xiao'e said tremblingly, her eyes full of tenderness and understanding, and she gently patted He Yuzhu's shoulder.

"Mom, we know and we won't blame him. How about this, the weather is good this year, why don't we take this opportunity to take Dad out to relax..." He Xiangyang suggested. He looked at He Yuzhu, hoping to do something for his father to make him happy.

"Xiangyang, I understand your filial piety, but I'm old now, so it may not be convenient for me to go out. I've traveled all over the country over the years and have seen everything.

But the only thing is that I have never seen the Qiantang River tide. I heard that there is a major tide-watching festival held there every August 18th, and my father wants to go and see it..."

He Yuzhu said to He Xiangyang and He Hongmei, with a glimmer of expectation and yearning in his eyes.

"Dad, you want to watch the tide..." He Xiangyang and He Hongmei were shocked. They looked at each other and hesitated. After all, their father was old and it might be risky to travel a long distance to watch the tide.

He Yushui also found it incredible. She said worriedly, "Brother, the Qiantang River is so far away, can your body handle it?"

"I can, I must go and see..." He Yuzhu said, his eyes moistened! He remembered that in his previous life, he was swept into the Qiantang River when he went to watch the morning on this day.

He wanted to see if his previous life had also come to Qiantang River.

Originally, He Xiangyang and He Hongmei disagreed, but out of filial piety to He Yuzhu, they decided to follow their father's words.

The day before the 88th, they booked a flight and asked the Heji Restaurant branch in Haining City for a room and a pick-up driver.

On August 18th, they prepared everything early.

He Xiangyang drove the car himself, while He Hongmei took good care of He Yuzhu and Lou Xiaoe.

Along the way, the sunlight shone on them through the car window. He Yuzhu looked at the scenery outside the window, his thoughts drifting away.

He recalled every detail of his youth, the days of struggle, and the good times he spent with his family and friends.

Lou Xiao'e sat quietly beside him, holding his hand, giving him silent support and companionship.

When they arrived at the bank of Qiantang River in Haining City, many people had already gathered there. The crowd was full of excitement and anticipation, and everyone was waiting for the arrival of the tide.

He Xiangyang and He Hongmei carefully helped He Yuzhu and Lou Xiaoe to a position with a better view.

The sea breeze blew gently, bringing a hint of salty and humid air. The river in the distance was calm and broad, and the sun shone on the water, making it sparkle.

As time went by, some changes gradually appeared on the river surface. In the distance, a faint roar came, like thunder rolling.

The crowd began to stir, and everyone looked towards the river excitedly. He Yuzhu also stood up straight, staring at the river.

After a while, a white line appeared on the river surface in the distance, slowly moving towards this side. The white line became thicker and thicker, and closer and closer, accompanied by a deafening roar, and the tide surged like a galloping horse.

In the crowd, the figure of a young man attracted him, and he knew that person was himself in his previous life.

The surging tide created huge waves, rushing towards the shore, splashing high water. The crowd exclaimed in amazement, and the broadcast was playing the same as in the previous life, "Dear passengers, please pay attention, the high tide is coming, please step back and pay attention to safety..."

After that, everyone left, except for a young man who was still standing there filming the horrifying scene with his camera.

He Yuzhu wanted to shout loudly, "He Yuzhu, come back quickly, it's dangerous..."

But at this moment he could no longer speak.

Not long after, the young figure was swept into the depths of the Qiantang River by the waves and disappeared after several waves.

At the same time, Lou Xiao'e, who was sitting next to He Yuzhu, had already sensed that something was wrong with He Yuzhu, and hurriedly said, "Xiangyang, Hongmei, your father is not right, let's go back to Jingzhou."

At this time, He Yuzhu's eyes were already dazed and he was on the verge of death.

He Xiangyang and He Hongmei heard Lou Xiao'e's cry and turned to look at their father, only to find that he was unconscious and had no time to watch the tide.

He Xiangyang and He Hongmei were extremely anxious. They quickly helped He Yuzhu up and hurried to the parking lot amid the exclamations and concerned gazes of the crowd.

Lou Xiao'e's face was filled with anxiety and worry, tears welling up in her eyes. She followed closely behind, muttering, "Lao He, please don't get hurt."

They carefully placed He Yuzhu in the car, and He Xiangyang immediately started the car and drove quickly towards the airport.

In the car, He Hongmei held He Yuzhu's hand tightly and called out anxiously: "Dad, wake up, we will be home soon." Gu Ziyi was also helping to take care of him. He kept comforting everyone: "Don't worry too much, uncle will be fine."