"Nothing much, Yi Hang told me you were at the hospital, so I called to ask about Granddad's condition; you look like this... has something bad happened to Grandfather?"
When her grandfather's illness was mentioned, Mu Wanqing felt sorrow welling up inside her again, her recently stabilized emotions becoming chaotic in an instant.
"Grandfather is mostly sleeping now; he rarely awakes... he just spoke a lot to me, and now he has fallen asleep again." Her voice was soft and hoarse, lacking the sharpness of the previous day.
Wen Zhan realized, it seemed her crying was related to what Granddad had said.
"What did he tell you?"
"He talked about my grandfather, about his experiences in the midst of bullets and bombs on the battlefield, about how all his comrades sacrificed themselves, and how he had lived these extra years and was content... Perhaps, he just didn't want us to be sad."