The tide, at this moment, seems to be called by the hell god of death from the depths of the nether world and beat in its place.


    Everything is so unscientific.


    But it really happened again.


    "Xiao Guo -" long zhaifei opened his mouth, kept the same expression and shouted to his companions.


    He pushed Xiao Guo and saw that Xiao Guo opened his mouth. He was shocked and even the skin on his face stiffened.


    This is true of several other companions.


    Those fishermen, too, were all breathing, and all were timid.


    All the passers-by were frightened and stunned.


    But Si Tong in the distance, regardless of the views of the people around her, walked towards the beach.


    The old man''s bent back turned slowly at this critical juncture.


    His old and old eyes finally turned to Si Tong.


    After seeing the red pupil color in the fundus of Si Tong''s eyes, the old man kept the posture of picking up the mineral water bottle in the same hand and didn''t move again.


    "You..." the old man''s eyes gradually wet, and then blurred.


    The old man''s body was shaking.


    He looked at Si Tong in the distance and walked with him.


    "You are --" the old man was hoarse and his voice was a little blurred.


    "Take a picture! Take a picture of it! Wenwen, take out the camera!" among the returning passengers, someone shouted at his companions.


    Most tourists from the seaside will bring cameras, which are very old.


    The shouted companion quickly took out his camera and took pictures of Si Tong.


    "I''ll go back to the news agency and sell it at a good price!"


    ......


    Si Tong didn''t care about the riots of the only people on the beach, or the expressions of long zhaifei and Xiao Guo.


    She was a man and had come to the old man.


    There is no disrespect for the old man''s mess, nor care about the old man and her. It is a cloud and mud difference.


    He reached out his slender hand and came to the old man.


    "I''m Shu," she said in her name.


    No deliberate approach, no excessive alienation.


    For the elderly, it is a long 13 years of waiting.


    For Shu, it was like witnessing the birth and disappearance of a star.


    After hearing this, the old man gently straightened his bent back until it could no longer be straightened. A trace of joy appeared on his old face.


    As if he was terminally ill and hopeless, he trembled, put his hand into the tattered coat pocket, took out a stone fragment with no half color, and trembled and handed it to Si Tong.


    Instead of waiting for the old man to hold his hand, what he was waiting for was the stone fragments handed over by the old man.


    Si Tong raised his dark eyes gently.


    "It, it..." the old man raised his eyes and saw that Si Tong didn''t take it, so the man stepped forward and handed the stone fragments into Si Tong''s hand.


    People in the distance don''t know what this is.


    The girl named Wenwen is still taking pictures of Si Tong and the old man.


    But at this moment, Si Tong already had the answer.


    The so-called return of things to their original owners.


    Si Tong took the last piece of Sansheng stone handed over by the old man.


    The bottom of her eyes sank, and she slowly said, "thank you."


    After hearing these two words clearly, the old man covered his chest with a smile and fell to the ground slowly.


    His life has come to an end. He should have died a few years ago.


    But he accidentally got the fragment of Sansheng stone and has been using it to maintain its life so far.


    Just to return it to its owner one day. Now it''s time for him to go.


    The moment the old man landed, Si Tong''s eyes without half color lit up a ray of light and shadow. At the last moment of the old man''s life, she called him:


    "Grandpa."


    Thank you, Grandpa.