Drifting between consciousness and unconsciousness, Ye Wanwan seemed to return to her childhood.
Next to a brook, an imposing elderly man slowly walked toward a girl with an austere expression and gently knelt down, taking the girl into his arms.
"Grandpa… I miss Dad and Mom. I want to go home…" The girl's clear eyes fogged with mist.
However, the elderly man shook his head and solemnly looked at the girl. "Your dad and mom passed away already. From now on, you and Grandpa will stick together. Don't think about your dad and mom anymore, do you understand?"
"No… Grandpa, I miss Dad and Mom…" The mist in the girl's eyes turned into tears and dripped down.
The elderly man ignored the girl and picked her up, walking away from the brook.
