Yan Mor Tee did not attend his remaining classes in the afternoon. He went to the train station and went directly to the nearby coastal area.
He saw the old man at his mid 60 who was sipping his afternoon tea in a swinging chair in one of the seaside villas.
"Pops" he joyfully greeted him and sat beside him at the garden area.
The old was surprised when he saw him. "What are you doing here? Did you go on cutting classes again?. How many times did I tell you to take school seriously? I've thought your going to change your ways when you asked your parent to transfer you to the elite class. Old habits are hard to die huh?"
He looked at his grandfather as he chided him. Wrinkles were visible on the face of his aging grandfather, but you can still see the trace of his grandeur handsome face when he was about his young age. He has gotten his handsome genes from him. He was the father of his mother.
