The Chase III

"Grandpa! I never asked you to touch him!" said Qiu Man, making a rather cutesy rant like a little girl, contrary to her mature self. Her face reddened in adorable annoyance was somewhat appealing.

"Hmph. That fella wanted to touch my granddaughter? I think he wanted to die, that’s why. You have never been touched by anybody ever since you were young, and this damned fool actually snapped your hand? I don’t feel right if I don’t grind him a thousand times." Inside the projection of a communicator on the wall, a white haired elderly was throwing a demonstration to his precious.

This was Qiu Man’s grandfather, known as Qiu Yuanlie. His beloved granddaughter lost her parents in an accident back then when she was much younger. So she had spent her childhood, her adolescence, her adulthood with her grandfather. It took him a moment of consideration before he accepted his granddaughter’s proactive request to head out to work. And that research center happened to be her practice zone.