From a distance, grandma saw the girl again. With long flowing black hair, a white dress, and holding Lily in her arms, the pure white dress made Grandma seem to see the shadow of an angel. But looking at where the girl was, Grandma sighed deeply...
Xia Tong slowly put down the lilies and touched the smiling face on the tombstone with her finger, "Yao, I came to see you. How are you doing? I miss you so much, I really miss you..." Tears dripped down her cheeks and fell on the quiet bunch of lilies...
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