C296 External Head Was Pressing down on Her and She Almost Couldn't Breathe

A very rough sketch with a tall grandfather holding a small whisper on it.

He turned around and looked at the bluestone road behind him. It was as if he saw a tall and strong figure. There was always a kind smile on his face.

"Speak softly, run slowly..."

"Grandpa, you're so slow." The girl didn't listen to his advice and continued to jump around as she ran forward quickly