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?”

was puzzled, here to listen

said to himself, “In the

if you want to hear it, I

was the last time, and after this time, there would be no

the sea, and it was like this every time. It was painful to recall his memories every time, but after being asked about it, he could not

it was more painful for him not to

Nancy Howard,” The old

love when we were young, and we often met to go

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

In another year, when the new house in our hometown is built,

and imagined the life after marriage in the

a sudden earthquake destroyed

“Nancy was buried below…”

was crazy, calling her name, digging desperately into the ruins, his ten fingers were bald and dripping with blood, but he still

this, Lilly subconsciously looked at the old man’s

ten of his fingers were

she was pressed under the reinforced concrete

had been alone, supporting both

married again, and had no children. He lived alone, and the older he got, the harder it was to

passing 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 I

died, he hoped that she would

such an unknown way, no

parents had passed away, and after he died of old age, no

short story was filmed on

a while, many people from all over the country came to interview him, asking him to tell the same story over and over again, and finally left with a sigh, or wiped a few tears during filming, and started again when they found that the filming was

not help but tightened his hands,

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