Chapter 522 The identity of Min, thank you grandpa

The wave of   , at this moment, seemed to be called by the **** death **** from the depths of the netherworld, and stopped in the same place.

  Everything is so unscientific.

  But it really happened.

   "Xiao Guo——" Long Zhaifei opened his mouth, keeping the same expression, and called his companion next to him.

   pushed Xiao Guo a hand, and saw Xiao Guo open his blood basin and mouth, shocked that the skin on his face became stiff.

  Several other companions are the same.

  Those fishermen all sucked in cold air, and all of them were timid.

  The passers-by around were all horrified.

  Si Tong, who was in the distance, ignored the opinions of the people around her, and walked towards the beach.

  The old man's rickety back finally turned around at this critical juncture.

  His old and aging eyes finally turned to stare at Si Tong.

  After seeing the scarlet red color in Sitong's eyes, the old man kept holding the same posture of picking up the mineral water bottle, and stopped moving.

  "You..." The old man's eye sockets were gradually wet, and then they were blurred.

  The old man's body was shaking.

  He looked at Si Tong in the distance and walked with him.

   "You are—" The old man was hoarse to a blur in his voice.

  "Take a picture! Take it down! Wenwen take the camera out!" Among the passengers walking back, someone shouted at their companions.

  Travellers from the sea, most of them bring a camera, which is quite old.

  The comrade who was called out quickly took out the camera and took a picture of Si Tong "Kacha Kacha".

  "This time I will submit an article to the news agency, so I can sell it for a good price!"

  ...

  The riots of a unique group of people on the seashore, or the expressions of Long Zhaifei, Xiao Guo and others, Si Tong did not care.

  She has come to the old man.

  I didn't dislike the old man's mess, and didn't care about the old man and her. It was the difference between the old man and her.

   Stretched out a slender hand and came to the old man.

   "I am, Min." She reported her name.

  Not deliberately approaching, nor excessively alienated.

  For the elderly, it is a long 13-year wait.

  For Min, it seems to have witnessed the birth and disappearance of a star.

  The old man listened, and gently straightened his hunched back until he couldn't straighten it anymore. A hint of joy appeared on his old face.

  Seems to be a person who is dying and has no cure. He tremblingly put his hand into the tattered jacket pocket, took out a piece of ordinary stone fragment with no color, and tremblingly handed it to Si Tong.

  I didn't wait for the old man to hold his hand, but what was waiting was the stone fragments handed over by the old man.

   Si Tong's gloomy eyes lightly lifted.

   "It, it..." The old man raised his eyes and saw that Si Tong hadn't picked it up, so he took a step forward and passed the stone fragments into Si Tong's hands.

  People in the distance don’t know what the situation is.

  The girl named Wenwen is still taking pictures of Sitong and the old man in "Kacha" and "Kacha".

  But Si Tong at this moment already has an answer.

   is the so-called return to the original owner.

  Sitong took the last piece of three-life stone fragment handed over by the old man.

   Deep down her eyes, she slowly said, "Thank you."

  After the old man heard these two words clearly, he smiled and covered his chest, and he landed slowly.

  His life span has come to an end, as early as a few years ago, he should have passed away.

  But he accidentally got the three-life stone fragment, and has been using it to maintain his life to this day.

  Only to be able to return to the original owner one day, now he should go.

  The moment the old man landed, Si Tong's eyes, which were not half-colored, lit up with a ray of light. At the last moment of the old man’s life, she called him:

"grandfather."

  Thank you, grandpa.

  (End of this chapter)