I know that my grandma's fever has something to do with her heart disease.
Looking at the grave of his loved ones all of a sudden, he must be upset.
But no matter whether it's my selfishness or not, I hope that my grandmother will have more pity for those who are still alive.
In my heart, my grandma's position in my heart was much higher than my parents'. After so many years of relying on each other for survival, I had long regarded her as the most important existence.
One of her and Mell was my most beloved elders, and the other was my most beloved child. Both of them were the most important family members in the world.
"Don't cry. I just can't get over it for a while," my grandma whispered.
Speaking of this, she coughed a few times.
"Everything will be fine." I held her hand tight
