Grandpa Sheng stared at him in bewilderment, but there was nothing the old man could do.
When his grandson got stubborn, no one in this world could change his mind.
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Sheng Yize left the hospital a few days later and went back home.
He went back to that apartment on his own.
The rooms were spotless. An Xiaxia had only been here a few times, but everywhere he turned, he saw traces of her.
A pair of pink bunny slippers lay in the hallway, her pajamas and dresses hung in the closet, and the fridge was filled with the snacks she liked… She had stuck the remote control under a sofa cushion and left a stack of her favorite comic books on the straw mat by the French windows, and there were still a few calligraphy copybooks in the study, which he had been making her practice her handwriting with…
Sheng Yize wanted to smash all of these things to pieces. He had already raised his hand, but put it back down again.
