On a cold rainy evening, an old man sat in his small toy shop. No customer came the whole day.br br A little boy stopped there. He had only a few coins and asked gently,br “Grandpa… can I buy something with this?”br br The old man smiled and gave him a small wooden car.br The boy said, “I’ll come again tomorrow!”br br But the next day, he didn’t come.br A whole week passed.br br One morning, a woman came to the shop with tears in her eyes.br She said,br “My son bought a wooden car from you… it was the last thing he held. He passed away that same night.”br br The old man’s eyes filled with tears.br She tried to return the toy, but he shook his head and said softly:br br “No… this is not just a toy.br This is your son’s last smile. Let it stay with me.”br br For the first time, the old man’s shop didn’t feel empty anymore.