So, grandma worked tirelessly to cultivate the dandelions that grandpa gave her over and over again. She always believed that grandpa would come back, until one day, grandma's body could no longer support her to cultivate dandelions...
I watched my grandma getting more and more sad and depressed day by day. When I was a child, I secretly dyed dandelions pink. I will never forget my grandma’s peaceful expression when she saw the pink dandelions on the bedside.
Tenderness, happiness...
She said that her grandfather did not lie to him, and he would finally take her to heaven. It was a quiet and beautiful place, and she and her grandfather would stay together there for the rest of their lives and never be separated again...
Grandma closed her eyes quietly and left forever, but there was always a quiet and happy smile on her face...
But she will never know that the pink dandelions were dyed by me, not...
That day, it rained heavily, and I met the most beautiful boy in the world. That boy was sad because his pet died.
At that time I really thought I saw an angel.
So I handed the pot of pink dandelions to him, hoping that the pot of dandelions would accompany him instead of his dead pet. I also hoped that the angel could take the pot of dandelions to his grandma in heaven and protect her...
Grandma, I lied to you. Although it was a white lie, I still feel very guilty. I hope you can meet your grandpa in heaven and live a happy life forever...
Qian Benjiye frowned and looked at the girl in front of her who was dazed but exuded sadness.
"What are you thinking about?" The voice was faint, but there was already a hint of concern.
"Ah..." I was stunned for a moment, suddenly came to my senses, and then gently shook my head, "No... I just remembered some past events..."
"Do you like Yin Yixuan?" Qianben Jiye asked suddenly. He now discovered that this girl is actually quite interesting.
"What? Brother Yixuan?" He said Maoxian? Do I like Yin Yixuan? Does it have anything to do with him whether I like it or not? Why did he suddenly ask this question, "Why do you ask this?"
"It's nothing, I think I already know it." After saying that, he didn't want to leave. Brother Yixuan, he called you very affectionately, maybe he likes it, right?
Watching his leaving figure, I discovered that Qianbon Silent Night was actually not as bad as I thought...
Maybe some things always start to change slightly unconsciously...