Song Qingzhi looked back at the two of them and pulled the corners of his lips. Xiao Meng also looked at him, smiled brightly, and even the moles under his lips became vivid, so cute.

"Xiao Meng!" someone shouted, "The principal asked you to go to the office!"

Xiao Meng was stunned, "Principal, the principal is looking for me?"

Song Qingzhi stood up, looked down from the window, and saw a police car parked downstairs.

Wang Zhuocheng also got up, and was stunned when he saw the police car, "Police car?"

Xiao Meng was a little stunned for a moment, and then suddenly raised his head, "Because, Meng Yue?"

"Yes," Song Qingzhi nodded, "because of Meng Yue's fall." Xiao Meng, let's go first. ”

Xiao Meng had a clear conscience, shrugged his shoulders and pulled out the chair. Wang Zhuocheng tugged on his sleeve, his face full of worry, "I'll call my parents." ”

"Oh, it's okay, don't fight yet. Xiao Meng patted the back of his hand, glanced at Song Qingzhi and turned to leave.

"Xiao Meng," looking at Xiao Meng's back, Song Qingzhi unconsciously took a step forward, "Don't be afraid, I'll wait for you." ”

Xiao Meng's footsteps paused suddenly, and suddenly felt a pain in his heart, and he quickly shook his head, and it took a while to return to normal. Turning his head to look at Song Qingzhi, he smiled with a smile on his eyebrows, "Oh, it's just a trivial matter, don't be so heavy! Also, don't let Chengzi call." ”

Watching Xiao Meng disappear from sight, Wang Zhuocheng looked at Song Qingzhi, but found that he was quietly bowing his head.

"Song Qingzhi, let's just wait? Also, what does that girl's matter have to do with him!"

"Because Meng Yue died, and at that time, there were only two of them on the rooftop. Song Qingzhi stared at the police car downstairs, his eyebrows cold.

"Rooftop?" Wang Zhuocheng pulled his hair irritably, "There is a camera, but it has long been broken! Plus Meng Yue has been pestering Xiao Meng before, how can this situation be clarified now!"

"Camera?" Song Qingzhi narrowed his eyes and smiled sadly.

Meeting you and accompanying you is the only time I am lucky.

Song Qingzhi led Xiao Meng into the hospital and met Su Zhengsheng and his wife in the corridor.

"Xiao Meng, you still know that you are coming back," Su Zhengsheng looked at Xiao Meng coldly, "Didn't you leave my Su family?

"That's right," Su Feng smiled slightly, "Brother is too cruel, his heart is really ruthless." ”

Xiao Meng subconsciously wanted to escape, and shrank behind Song Qingzhi.

"It's all relatives," Su Zhengsheng then spoke, his eyes were cold, but his tone was serious, "Who doesn't have a bumpy person, why are you so ignorant, has this family treated you to the point where you are like this?"

"Father," Song Qingzhi took a step forward, "it's time for us to see grandma." ”

Su Feng smiled sarcastically, "Do you still have the face to mention grandma? Is that your grandma? Don't be so intimate." ”

"Oh," Bai Xiyun smiled, "Don't say that, Qingzhi was brought in by the old lady." He's not a kid and knows who he is. ”

"Heh," Su Feng sneered, "The white-eyed wolf who is not grateful, and he doesn't understand what grandma has to bring him back for." ”

"Your grandmother is good," Su Zhengsheng interrupted him, frowning slightly, "We don't care what the result is." After all, people's hearts cannot be swayed, and they don't care what they do. ”

"It's not me who said," Bai Xiyun patted Su Zhengsheng dissatisfied, "Look at the old lady is so tired, these two brothers are only happy outside, and they haven't been to see the old man, right?"

"Brother," Su Feng glared at Xiao Meng, his eyebrows and eyes aggrieved, "You are my own brother, but grandma's own grandson, Song Qing doesn't care, how can you not care." Also, you really don't want this home anymore and won't come back?"

"I ......" As soon as Xiao Meng looked up, she saw Bai Xiyun smiling at herself, not knowing how to answer.

"That's it," Su Zhengsheng rubbed his eyebrows, "No one is worry-free." Go in, and see the old man. ”

"Qingzhi," Xiao Meng pulled Song Qingzhi's hand, "Let's go in." ”

Xiao Meng didn't have much impression of her grandmother, when she was a child, she became senile not long after Mrs. Su came back with Song Qingzhi, and basically lived in a sanatorium.

However, when Xiao Meng thought of Song Qingzhi, she felt that she should thank her grandmother.

Song Qingzhi dragged Xiao Meng sideways through several people and strode into the ward.

"Well," Song Qingzhi cleared his throat and shouted in a low voice, "Grandma." ”

Mrs. Su was lying sick, her thin body sinking into the soft white mattress, silent like a paper man.

Song Qingzhi stood beside the bed and watched the old woman slowly open her eyes, her cloudy eyes turning in a small slit. Then, the pupils lit up slightly.

He didn't look at Xiao Meng, he looked at Song Qingzhi.

"One, Qingzhi. The old woman moved her fingers and spoke with difficulty.

Song Qingzhi looked at such an embarrassed old woman, and suddenly remembered her past.

Women don't like skirts, they don't pretend to be gentle, and they have always been vigorous and resolute.

Even if Old Man Su died, how many people were unstable, all of them were suppressed by her alone, supporting the entire Su family to stand.

Song Qingzhi looked at the person who was staring at him, and his eyes were suddenly blood-red, and he remembered that day again. The parents were bloodied and dying, holding themselves tightly and then dying.

"Qingzhi. The person who went up moved, seemed to be in a hurry, and his voice was a little louder.

Song Qingzhi closed his eyes deeply, quickly crossed out the scene, and opened his eyes again with a little warmth.

He took Xiao Meng two steps closer, smiled slightly and shouted, "Grandma." ”

The old woman froze for a moment, and then the corners of her lips curled.

"My brother and I have come to see you, Grandma. Song Qingzhi pushed Xiao Meng forward, and Xiao Meng said weakly, "Grandma." ”

"Well," the old woman struggled to open her eyes, closing them with great difficulty, "you're all older. ”

"Yes, my brother and I have grown up. Song Qingzhi glanced at Xiao Meng with a smile.

"Good," the old woman nodded, "that's good. ”

Song Qingzhi didn't speak, he stood quietly, Xiao Meng was a little cramped by this atmosphere, he didn't get along with his grandmother.

"Kiyoji," a tear suddenly slipped out of the corner of the old woman's eye, "do you hate grandma?"

"Don't hate. Song Qingzhi was stunned for a moment, and then spoke without the slightest hesitation.

He doesn't hate, it's their choice for his parents to do that, and he has no right to blame. Moreover, Mrs. Su also took herself back to the Su family, and he didn't hate it.

Even if there were, it was completely offset by the happiness of being with Xiao Meng.

The old woman was relieved and chuckled quietly.

"Mom. Su Zhengsheng and his entourage walked in again, watching the old woman who went up gradually lose her breath.

"Grandma?" Su Feng shouted, the corners of his eyes reddened.

Xiao Meng looked at everyone, and then at the people who looked at him, and his heart, which didn't feel much, suddenly hurt.

"Brother," Song Qingzhi turned around and held his face, "Don't be sad. ”

Sad? Xiao Meng touched her cheek in a daze, and she was wet. Himself is, crying?

The two Su Zhengsheng brothers shed tears, Bai Xiyun and Liu Meihua hung their heads and did not move.