The old man finally got on the right track. Seeing the fleeting figure, he had doubts in his heart, "Wait a minute, who's sitting next to you?"
Edward Harper was secretly delighted, "Grandpa, it's Clara."
As soon as the old man heard this, the corners of his mouth immediately lifted, almost reaching his back, "Is it really Clara? Let me see if Clara has become prettier over the years."
Edward glanced over, as if seeking Clara Knox's consent. Clara was curled up in the corner, not daring to speak for a long time. She mainly didn't know what mood to face Grandpa with; she wasn't ready yet.
She was discovered by Grandpa just like that.
She moved over a bit and greeted the old man, "Grandpa, it's me."
The old man felt somewhat emotional, with a stomach full of words, he didn't know where to start. After a while, he said, "Child, why have you lost so much weight?"
Clara curled her lips, "Grandpa, isn't being thin in fashion now? I've been losing weight."