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

man said to himself, “In the

I can

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

at the sea, 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 help but tell

and it was more painful for him not

The old man said quietly, “We are from

very in love when we were young, and we often met to go

beautiful and largest lake to row a boat, play in the water together, and watch the seagulls

our hometown is built,

money, and imagined the life after marriage in the

one expected that a

“Nancy was buried below…”

his ten fingers were bald

this, Lilly subconsciously looked at the old man’s

of his fingers

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

supporting both parents until the end of

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

about my story and came to me and asked if I could make this story into a short story and post it online, and I

she died, he hoped that she would

such an unknown way, no one knew

parents had passed away, and after he died of old age, no one would know that she had ever

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

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

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