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 story

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

want to hear it, I can also

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

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

it was more painful for him not

is Nancy… Nancy Howard,” The old man said quietly,

met to go

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

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

imagined the life after marriage in the future.

no one expected that a sudden earthquake

“Nancy was buried below…”

his ten fingers were bald and dripping

this, Lilly subconsciously looked at the old man’s

ten of his fingers

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

he had been alone, supporting both parents

and the older he got, the harder it

man 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

died, he hoped that she would always live in the

such an unknown way,

he died of old age, no one would know that she had ever been in

short story was filmed on the Internet,

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

his hands, and

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