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

to himself, “In the past two

hear it, I can also tell you

time, there would be no need to say it

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

he missed her, and it was more painful for

old

we often met to go boating by the lake.

before that I would definitely take her to the most beautiful and largest lake to row a boat, play in the

in our hometown is built,

marriage in

a sudden earthquake

“Nancy was buried below…”

fingers were bald and dripping with blood, but he still could not

Lilly subconsciously looked

his fingers were

we found her again, she was pressed

alone, supporting both parents until the

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

came to me and asked

he hoped that she would always live

away in such an unknown way, no

and after he died of old age, no one

filmed on the Internet, it

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

hands, and

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