But she has been calling him Grandpa since she was young.
She has gotten used to it over the years, so it's never changed.
Tang Shaowei still shook his head, his gaze falling outside the window, his voice tinged with the wear of time, "What time is it now?"
Upon hearing this, Lv Tang looked at her watch, "Two in the afternoon."
Tang Shaowei pressed at his temples, "I've almost been lying in bed for a whole day now."
Day after day.
When would such days ever come to an end?
After a moment, he continued, "Time really does fly."
Sometimes he would contemplate.
What, after all, is the meaning of life?
Especially for someone like him.
A life spent busy with work, yet he'd lost his own daughter.
He, too, thought of giving up life.
But he couldn't bear to leave behind the person he loved the most.
Seeing the old master like this, Lv Tang knew he must be thinking of his biological daughter, and for a moment, she didn't know how to comfort him.
On this particular day.
