When Lui Yiyun came back to Lui Buhai’s room, she didn’t see Luo Qiu.
The girl frowned with suspicion. She walked towards Lui Buhai and found out that her grandpa was still the same.
‘No! He wasn’t the same!’ Lui Yiyun felt the tiny difference Lui Buhai showed compared to before. He was quieter than ever.
The girl couldn’t find the slight intelligence remained in her grandpa’s eyes. It was like the person sitting there was just a human body.
She became a little terrified.
Watching this pair of cloudy eyes, the girl stepped back little by little. She covered her mouth until she touched the windowsill.
Lui Yiyun opened the window by instinct, she didn’t want to face Lui Buhai with this appearance. So she stuck her head out of the window, breathing in deeply.
Someday, he would forget about everything: his relatives, his home, his everything even himself. This was a symptom of Alzheimer, which couldn’t be changed at all.
