"It looks great, it looks great, no need to repaint." Gu Hengyuan kept shaking his head.
"Then I'll give this painting to Grandpa, okay?" Little Tuanyuan was very happy upon hearing this. "I'll give Grandpa this whole sketchbook! When Grandpa can't go out and feels like us, he can open it and take a look!"
After a pause, Little Tuanyuan added, "Next time I come, I'll bring a photo album for Grandpa!"
Gu Hengyuan couldn't say anything. He opened his mouth, but all that came out were the suppressed sobs of restraint. He held Little Tuanyuan in his arms, hugging tightly.
If only he hadn't given up looking for his daughter back then, how wonderful it would have been?
He Zhilan was right. In this world, she only has these family members. If even they gave up on her, what would be the point of waiting?
Like a fool, waiting for a hopeless outcome.
