Old Master Ye was suddenly moved to tears.
Looking at Momo's delicate features, he furrowed his brow and said gruffly, "Why have you lost so much weight? Have you been worrying about this old man for the past year?"
Momo raised an eyebrow, "Seems like it."
"Were you serious when you said you wanted Ah Zhan to take your surname, Mo?"
Old Master Ye had mentioned it before, so hearing him ask now didn't surprise Momo too much, but she couldn't help but ask back, "Grandfather, did you hear everything I just said to you? Have you been aware of us visiting you these days?"
"I wasn't pretending."
Old Master Ye interrupted Momo to defend himself.
After a pause, he explained, "When I first fell into a coma, I didn't know anything. But for the past few months, I've been able to occasionally hear people talking, even though I couldn't wake up... I knew when you came to see me these days, and I heard what you said."
"That's amazing."
