On the flight back to the capital, Luo Ye's emotions were remarkably calm.
Other than calmness, he did not know what expression he should have worn.
Sad?
Of course he was somewhat sad. He had already prepared himself for Grandpa to leave at any time, but he had never expected Grandma to be the one to go first.
Why had Grandma been the one to leave first?
Grandma was old, already in her seventies. Her health had been worsening, so something like this was only to be expected.
Before he went to college, he had spent every summer and winter break at his grandparents' home. During every long holiday, Grandpa made him train.
Grandpa always said that building strength and fitness was for his own good. If he encountered bad people in the future, he would be able to protect himself.
Grandpa had always believed that Dad had been martyred because he was not strong enough.
Back then, Luo Ye had been unwilling to go back because every visit left him exhausted. Grandpa was too strict, making him afraid to see him. But Grandma had been kind, and he liked seeing her.
Later, when he grew up and entered high school, perhaps because he had reached his rebellious phase, he dared to argue with Grandpa. Back then, Grandma spoiled him too.
Being spoiled was not always wrong, as long as the other person was strict enough.
Grandma's indulgence perfectly complemented Grandpa's severity, leaving Luo Ye with an odd feeling toward the Military Compound.
He did not dare to go, yet he wanted to go. So every time, he went.
Whenever Grandma's face appeared in his mind, she always looked gentle, smiling at him. Sometimes, when Grandpa scolded him too harshly, Grandma even scolded Grandpa in return.
Grandpa would blow out