My Ex-Husband Is Also My Sweetheart

Another Spring Festival, after lunch at my parents' house, my husband took my hand and walked along the river. In the front is the mother and her two children. The eldest is already twenty, tall and tall at 1.83 Meters, with a thin and handsome face, gentle manner and a bit like his father's elegance. He looks like a handsome young man. He walks beside my mother and teases the younger son who is ten years younger from time to time. There were bursts of laughter from the three of them, as well as the voice of the grandmother protecting her little grandson. After turning a small corner, my mother was suddenly waiting for us and said to her husband, take the children to the front to see if your father is playing cards with that family. Your uncle should be there. I wanted to go and have a look, but my mother pulled me in without a trace, her eyes indicating that she had something to say to me. Watching my husband walking away with the children, I looked at my mother suspiciously. My mother mysteriously rushed to a place not far behind her and said, "Who do you think that is?" Following my mother's prompts, I turned my head and saw a dark-skinned old man wearing a peaked cap and down jacket sitting on the couch that I just passed by. It feels familiar, but I can't remember who it is. "I can't remember. Is it some neighbor in the village?" Perhaps sensing our appraising eyes, the man turned his head and glanced, stood up and staggered away in the opposite direction. But at that glance, I trembled all over, "This, this is..." The sunny boy with flowing hair, short height, a bit like Aaron Kwok, my childhood sweetheart's ex-husband flashed in my mind, and in an instant, the past swept over me like a tide.