He knew that his aunt had always been an inseparable concern in his grandmother's heart.
It was the unspeakable pain deep in her heart.
Every time she mentioned her aunt, tears would flicker in grandma's slightly cloudy eyes.
Although there is always a gentle smile on her face.
But it still couldn't conceal her deep and sincere feelings for her aunt, as well as her deep longing and sadness.
That feeling... was like there was an invisible and intangible silk thread, tightly wrapped around grandma and my aunt.
No matter how time passes or how the years change,
No matter how the world changes,
No matter how far apart they are,
No one can cut it off.
He only remembered that time...
He looked at his grandmother's kind yet slightly old face...
I feel very sad.
And when he set his eyes on her graying hair...
The feeling in my heart is even deeper...
The traces of time have mercilessly climbed up grandma's forehead and eyes.
But her love for her aunt never changed from beginning to end.
Every strand of that gray hair carries grandma's concern and attachment to her little aunt.
It also reveals the bond that grandma cannot let go of deep in her heart at all times.
And unspeakable pain.
This complex and heavy affection made him feel pity.
At the same time, I also felt the great power of family affection.
Because my aunt fell into the water and disappeared... the pain and grief that she brought to her family may not be healed by time.
But he knew...
All I can do is try my best to stay with my grandparents.
Then try every possible way to make them laugh.
Seeing that grandma was immersed in silence again, his mind moved slightly, the corners of his mouth slowly curled up, and he said with a smile,
"Grandma, my little aunt is so pretty, her hands must be very beautiful too, there is no way a grown man like me can compare to them."
Grandma listened to his words, and sure enough...
I was amused by him.
She looked up at him and chuckled softly.
: "You are a child who hasn't even grown all his hair yet, and you are called a grown man..."
Grandma's voice is very gentle, like a spring breeze, full of love and tolerance.
He smiled at his grandmother.
His eyes are full of confidence.
Raising his eyebrows, he replied in a clear and powerful voice,
: "Grandma, I'm grown up now."
As he spoke, he puffed out his chest slightly, trying to make himself look more mature.
Then he continued to add,
"Look, I'm almost as tall as my dad!"
As he spoke, he stood up, straightening his small body, trying his best to make himself look taller and more upright.
Then he proudly used his hands to gesture the height difference between himself and his father.
I looked at my grandmother solemnly and emphasized again,
: "I'm not a child anymore."
After saying this, he stretched his fair neck.
It seemed as if he wanted his grandmother to see more clearly the masculinity emanating from him.
Seeing how hard he was trying to show himself, grandma's mouth curled up slightly and the smile on her face gradually deepened.
The little guy in front of me is like a proud little rooster...
He is holding his head high and announcing his growth and change to himself.
She knew in her heart that her grandson was trying hard to make her happy.
He expresses his deep love and care for his grandmother in his own unique way.
Looking at her grandson's tender and handsome face, a warm feeling welled up in her heart.
The pair of eyes that were originally a little cloudy seemed to become a little brighter.
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