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

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

want to hear it, I can also

the last time, and after this time, there would

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

was more

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

were young, and we often met to go

her to the most beautiful and largest lake to

hometown is built, we would go back… To live with our

life after marriage in the future. Although it was very hard, thinking about it this way gave

a sudden earthquake destroyed

“Nancy was buried below…”

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

Lilly subconsciously looked

of his fingers were

separated like this. When we found her again, she was pressed under the

then, he had been alone, supporting both parents until the end of his

married again, and had no children. He lived alone, and the older he got, the

and came to me and asked if I could make this

she died, he hoped that she would always live in

such an unknown way, no one

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

the short story was filmed on

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,

hands, and said softly, “Grandpa,

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