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?”

to listen

the past two years,

if you want to hear it, I can also tell

after this time, there would be no need to say it

to recall his

and it was more painful for him not

Nancy… Nancy Howard,” The old man said quietly, “We are from

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

the most beautiful and largest lake to row a boat, play in the water together, and watch

we got engaged. In another year, when the new house in our hometown is built, we would go back… To live with our parents… To do something in the

saved money, and imagined the life after marriage in the future. Although it was very hard, thinking about

no one expected that a sudden earthquake destroyed the entire

“Nancy was buried below…”

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

Lilly subconsciously looked at the old man’s

of his fingers were

again, she was pressed under the reinforced concrete and had been

alone, supporting both parents until

lived alone, and the older he

came to me and asked if I could make this

he hoped that she would always

to go away in such an unknown way, no one knew

he died of old age, no one would know that

the short story was filmed on the Internet, it unexpectedly

again, and finally left with a sigh, or wiped a few tears during filming, and started again

could not help but tightened his hands, and

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