Time was still unwittingly slipping away, and while it felt incredibly swift for everyone else, for a few individuals, these days were dreadfully long. They simply didn't know how to get through these endless nights, waking themselves up from their dreams time and again, because their hearts were in pain.
Old Master Zhang had been waiting for days for his grandson to visit him, and he was a bit surprised. He couldn't understand why, even if he faced great difficulties, his grandson would choose not to see him.
He was genuinely worried if something had happened to his son again. He only blamed his body for being so weak: why did he have to faint at the smallest inconvenience? If he had been standing there, he would have definitely cheered on his son, letting him know that he, as a father, was always by his side.
