Grandpa told me his name, pouring.
Dedicate your life and give everything.
As a child, I didn't understand. I would just curl up in my grandpa's arms, chewing candies that were so sweet that my heart was in my heart, holding my grandpa's gray beard with my little hands, and just listen to it as an interesting story.
Every time grandpa said his name, his eyes would narrow slightly, as if he was savoring a jar of the most fragrant and mellow wine. And I always secretly laugh at that person's stupidity, who would spend his whole life just for one wish.
Grandpa's story seems to never end. The old man with squinted eyes will always rub my little hand dotingly and talk about that old time...
The radio drama of the same name is officially released! The crew did a great job! Everyone, please remember to listen~
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