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?”

to listen to the story

said to himself, “In the

it, I can also tell you

last time, and after this time, there

It was painful to recall his memories every time, but after being asked about it, he

more painful for him

name is Nancy… Nancy Howard,” The old man said quietly, “We

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

take her to the most beautiful and largest lake to row a boat, play in the

our hometown is built, we

marriage in the

expected that a sudden

“Nancy was buried below…”

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

subconsciously looked at the old

of his fingers

found her again, she was pressed under the reinforced concrete and had been dead for a

had been alone, supporting both parents until the end of

never married again, and had no children. He lived alone, and the older he got, the harder it was to bear

came to me and asked if I could make

that she would always live in

least not to go away in such an unknown way, no

old age, no one would know that

was filmed on the

people from all over the country came to interview him, asking him to tell the same story over and over again, and finally left

tightened his hands, and said softly, “Grandpa, you can always

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