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

man said to himself, “In the past

if you want to hear it, I can also tell you one last

the last time, and after this time, there would be

to recall his memories every time, but after being asked about

he missed her, and it was more painful

Nancy Howard,” The old

often met to go boating by the lake. She likes

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

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

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

one expected that a sudden earthquake destroyed the entire

“Nancy was buried below…”

fingers were bald and dripping

subconsciously looked

his fingers

we found her again, she was pressed under the

alone, supporting both parents

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

asked if I could make this story into a short story and post it online,

he hoped that she would always

away in such an unknown way, no one knew

died of old age, no

story was filmed on the Internet, it unexpectedly

again, and finally

but tightened his hands, and said softly,

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