But the old man said, take him there.
This means...
"You're not going up?"
"I?"
The old man smiled and shook his head: "I won't go."
Ning Fan wanted to ask why, but before he could ask, the old man asked the same question again.
"What do you think of the scenery here?"
“It’s quite beautiful.”
Ning Fan spoke the truth.
The old man continued, "This is the image of Upper City that I imagined based on the descriptions of my Li family ancestors."
Ning Fan also thought of this possibility and nodded.
“But going up to the city, is it really like this?”
The old man asked.
Ning Fan frowned.
To be honest, he could only say that this place was very similar to the Upper City he had imagined.
But he didn't know what the upper city looked like.
"I'm afraid of being disappointed."
The old man sighed softly, "Even if it's illusory, I'd rather believe in its beauty, but once I get up there..."
"I can't guarantee that it will be as beautiful as I imagined..."
“There’s a gap!”
Ning Fan understood.
The old man is old.
He would rather live in this illusion forever.
After all, this was what he had believed the real Upper City to look like throughout his life.
The old man didn't seem to want to express his emotions too much and quickly restrained himself.
And his next words finally touched upon what Ning Fan was most concerned about.
"The coffin you want is here with me."
The old man's smile gradually faded.
"Are you going to open it in front of me?"
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