Wen Wanzhi's heart clenched tight.
During her grandfather's rare moments of clarity, his mind was full of apologies to her.
Cradling such feelings and a huge secret, it was natural for her grandfather to lose emotional control.
After thinking it over, Wen Wanzhi decided to return the notebook to her grandfather.
She hesitated for a moment before taking out an old photo from her wallet.
It was a picture of her as a child with her grandfather.
Reluctantly taking one last look, Wen Wanzhi gently placed the old photo between the last pages of the notebook.
Grandfather, no matter what decision you make, little Wanzhi won't blame you.
By the time she returned to the Seaside Villa, it was already deep into the night.
Yet, Wen Wanzhi didn't feel sleepy at all.
Lit by the moonlight, she strolled into her design space.
She casually sat on a high stool, skillfully capturing the colors and shapes of an iris with her embroidery.