The old man wants to wave to the child.
In the end, he just moved his fingers.
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"grandmother!"
The child's ears keenly captured the grandmother's seemingly silent voice.
She immediately rushed to her grandma's bed.
A small hand was placed on the edge of the bed.
The child lay beside the bed.
Show a soft smile to the old man.
"Grandma, you called me just now, didn't you?"
"Yaya."
"grandmother?"
"I have the strength."
The child looked at the old man with his head tilted.
After leaving, I specially gave you a birthday gift...
"grandmother?"
The child was taken away by his father.
Have your parents told you very little?
The kids are not happy.
The child’s keen intuition makes you feel that you should be quiet at this time.
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"It's so pretty~"
The child said sweetly.
His face seemed to be getting better as well.
The child's mother wanted to speak out to remind the child, but the child's father stopped him.
The child struggled slightly.
You raise your hand and look carefully at the necklace outside.
"Grandma, what color do you like?"
You blocked the child's view towards the old man.
"I want to disturb my grandma's rest."
Grandma smiled.
“We can dye our hair.”
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"Milk-"
You blinked and wondered, "Grandma, what is he doing?"
But he dared to shout.
The old man opened his mouth and his voice was very loud, "Grandma..."
The child is not confused yet.
"Grandma is asleep."
The old hands covered with age spots form a sharp contrast with the children's fat and white hands.
The child stretched out his hand obediently.
The child is serious about the truth.
You reached out and held grandma's hand.
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The old man showed firmness under his face.
Grandma bent her eyebrows and eyes.
She is too weak.
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The old man looked at the child with a soft face.
The child's little eyes were crescent-shaped.
"Shh."
The child's father shook his head slightly at the child's mother.
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Let you remember grandma's badness.
"Grandma...Is there any man..."
"Mom said, you should rest when you are sick."
"Thank you grandma~"
She knew that she didn't have much time left.
The old man's face became softer and softer.
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The old man wanted to move his hand away.
"grandmother?"
"grandmother……"
A sigh seemed to be out of his throat.
"Yaya."
What the old man left in front of his vision was not the child smiling and curving his eyebrows.
"Grandma~"
It took quite a while for the old man to finally find something from the bottom of his pillow.
"Since you want to dye your hair, would you please dye it a special color?"
Ten years old.
The child tried hard to lift his eyes.
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"Birth...the day is slow and happy."
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To be continued...