Could Time Slow Down Just a Little?

I came here to remind me of the update, but I clicked in for some reason. It was obviously a very short essay... But I cried like a dog... My grandma and grandpa love me so much that my parents don't want me. They brought me up... I haven't been so close since I entered high school, and I'm still old. I thought they were annoying... Now that I think about it, it's really... (嘁) When I went back last week, my grandpa couldn't move his legs at all, and he told me with a smile: It didn't hurt at all, and there was a wheelchair... It was very convenient... I felt sour at that time, and I didn't know whether it was guilt or something. I stayed there for a while and then left. I just finished reading your story about Soy Sauce, and I crawled on the table and cried like a fool. I don't know why, but I couldn't stop crying... I felt like a white-eyed wolf... When my grandma got old, she would sometimes add too much salt when cooking, and I would sometimes make rude remarks... Every time after a fight, I felt guilty, but what frightened me later was that this feeling of guilt gradually became less and less. Correspondingly, there were more and more quarrels, and I became less and less convinced that I was at fault. You are right... More time should be left to them... But what does this cost? Just a little patience and love