Eight Uncles' Beloved Treasure (Lily)

Chapter 602

The old man paused, and the look on his face was even more lonely.

Lilly looked at the old man’s hand, only to see that his fingers were missing a section, and the fingertips were bald.

She still clenched tightly and led the old man away.

The old man let Lilly hold his hand, and when he regained consciousness, he was already sitting on the bench by the Bondee Beach.

“Grandpa, what’s the matter?” Lilly asked.

The old man’s cloudy eyes were covered with a layer of wet mist, “I can’t hold it anymore.”

“I miss my wife very much. It’s meaningless to live alone every day.”

Lilly comforted, “However, if grandma is still here, she definitely doesn’t want to see you like this.”

The old man sighed sadly, “Yes, but what does it matter, she must have waited too long, I don’t want her to wait too long.”

Old Mrs. Crawford and old Mr. Crawford sat on the side, while Blake leaned on the fence by the sea, turned his head and looked into the distance, enjoying the sea breeze.

Lilly saw that his eyes no longer had the desire to live, he was really lifeless, with no vitality at all.

She thought for a while and said, “Grandpa, I can help you and let you see grandma.”

“However, you have to tell me what my grandma’s name is and where she is from…”

The old man glanced at her, suddenly smiled.

“Are you here to listen to the story too?”

puzzled, here to listen to the

old man said to himself, “In the past two years, there have been countless

I

time, and after this time,

every time. It was painful to recall his memories every time, but after

her, and it was more painful for him not to let it

The old man

when we were young, and we often met to go boating by the lake. She

before that I would definitely take her to the most beautiful and largest lake to row a

new house in our hometown is built, we would go back… To live with our parents… To do something in

saved money, and imagined the life after marriage in the future. Although it

no one expected that a

“Nancy was buried below…”

into the ruins, his ten fingers were bald and dripping with blood, but he still

looked at the

his

found her again, she was pressed under the

supporting both parents until the end of his

He lived alone, and the older he got, the harder it was to

by heard about my story and came to me and asked if I could make this story into a short story and post it online, and

he hoped that she

least not to go away in such

old age, no one would know that she had ever

short story was filmed on the Internet,

the same story over and over again, and finally left with a sigh, or wiped a few tears during filming, and started again

hands,

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