C217 Suicide cleaners1

It had been a long time since someone had asked about the date of birth, and it was only after a long time did he finally react. He replied, "Year 1994, May XX."

I noticed that Grandma Sun's fingers were quickly calculating for a moment.

The expression on her face didn't change much. "What time?"

"Around noon."

After a long while had passed, Grandma Sun lowered her hand and looked at him