After seeing Zhou Yang off, Lei Zhen hurried back to his room and up the stairs to his granddaughter Lei Tong's room.
His face was a picture of sorrow, on the brink of tears, as he choked up, "Little Tong, do you really not recognize your grandfather anymore? Try to remember..."
Before he could finish, he saw a smile on his granddaughter's face that didn't match her usual demeanor, revealing a shrewd sense of triumph.
In that moment, he doubted whether she was still the same innocent and kind-hearted girl.
"Of course, I recognize you, Grandpa."
Lei Tong got out of bed, walked to the wardrobe, opened it, and started choosing her favorite clothes.
Lei Zhen felt a surge of joy, yet his expression was one of confusion as he asked, "Then, what was that just now...?"
Lei Tong, her back to her grandfather, let her fingers glide over the clothes she usually liked to wear, but for some reason, she suddenly found herself no longer fond of them. She sighed quietly and shook her head.