When Lu Tianxing and Qiu Yingrong walked into the ward, they happened to see Qiu Zhengfeng sitting beside Qiu Tianrui, his somewhat withered hand tightly holding Qiu Tianrui's hand, and his originally spirited face now seemed to age decades in an instant, the whole person looking lifeless.
"Tianrui, you must hold on, you must hold on. Your father left early, your grandpa is old too. Do you want to see your grandpa send off yet another person, see your grandpa alone in this world...?"
Qiu Zhengfeng seemed not to notice Lu Tianxing and Qiu Yingrong walking in from outside, muttering softly to himself while holding Qiu Tianrui's hand.
"Grandpa..."
Qiu Yingrong called softly, but it was as if Qiu Zhengfeng did not hear, still holding Qiu Tianrui's hand and talking about things of the past.
