Elisa White's eyes twinkled a little. After thinking for a while, she nodded, "yes or no, but I haven't figured out how to say it."

"Is it so hard to think?"

"I don't know. Local tyrant, I think I'm a little troublesome and cold-blooded."Elisa White looked back at the new grave standing quietly behind him. "Grandpa is gone. I don't feel sad. Instead, I feel relieved that he doesn't have to endure a long period of pain in the future. I think it's good. I clearly saw his grave, but I don't feel that he left. I think he will wake up."

Elisa White's narration was a little messy. After...