"That day, Grandpa and I, like usual, had breakfast and then went for a walk in the backyard."
Xia Yinian didn't pay much attention anymore; she just wanted to say everything she knew.
"Grandpa loved the Jasmine grove that Grandma used to plant. He would go there almost every day, which I believe everyone knew."
"At that time, Grandpa asked me to go inside and pick some Jasmine flowers, teaching me how to make fragrance bags, so I went in."
Xia Yinian obviously felt downcast; life truly has many surprises, surprises that catch people off guard.
In one moment, everything is fine, but who would have thought the next moment could be a farewell between life and death?
There's a saying that's quite right: cherish those in front of you, don't wait until you lose them to regret."
Gathering herself, Xia Yinian's voice rang again.
"At first, Grandpa was within my sight, then I noticed the Jasmine flowers growing abundantly on the other side and went in."
