Lightning King pushed open the door of the ward and saw the boy, dressed in patients' garb, standing by the landing window, looking silently at the bustling city.
He did look like a formidable character from the back.
"Great-Grandma, the past me is dead," Li Xianyu slowly turned around. "Now, I am…"
Big eyes stared at small eyes.
A few seconds later, Lightning King said, "Great-Grandma?"
Li Xianyu was speechless.
Why didn't Great-Grandma come in with Lightning King? At this time, shouldn't Great-grandma be running to him in tears, put her arms around him and keep calling him his name? Shouldn't she be patting his head and giving him kisses?
Did I waste my 30 minutes posing?
Lightning King was understanding and said, "Let's do that again. Treat it as when I first come in. When I open the door, we'll forget about the awkward scene together."
Li Xianyu burst into tears, "Thank you, Lightning King."
