In the past half a month, Zixi has been under house arrest in the villa and will not be allowed to go out.

Basking in the sun, reading books, listening to music, watching the news, etc., the days go by quickly.

She was still thinking about it, but fortunately, Zhan Tingyu had not completely annihilated her humanity, did not remove Aunt Wu, did not cut off the network, and did not isolate her from the world.

Does this mean that he is not angry to the point of being irretrievable?

In a peaceful environment, people will always forget their hidden worries, such as Zixi, and gradually they are not as worried as they were at the beginning.

So when she received a call from Uncle Zhang, saying that her grandfather was lying in the hospital, she was stunned.

She was leaning on a wicker chair on the balcony, basking in the sun, and Duoduo was lying quietly on her lap, squinting comfortably.

At this moment, she suddenly stood up, and Duoduo fell from her and rolled to the ground.

Zi Xi grabbed the mobile phone, and his face turned pale for a moment, "Uncle Zhang, you ...... What do you say?"

Uncle Zhang's old voice came eagerly from the end of the earpiece, "Miss, something happened to the company at home, the old man couldn't accept the blow for a while, and fainted, now he is in the hospital, the situation is very dangerous, you should come over quickly." ”

"Okay, okay...... I'll be right over ......."

After hanging up the phone, Zixi hurriedly went upstairs to get his wallet and wanted to go out.

Aunt Wu came in from outside and bumped into her, "Miss Gu, where are you going?"

"Aunt Wu, my grandfather has an accident, and I have to go to the hospital. ”

Aunt Wu stopped her, "But Mr. Zhan said ......"

"It's okay, I'll explain it to him. After Zi Xi finished speaking, he hurriedly ran out of the yard.

Along the way, her palms were clenched tightly, her heart was so anxious that she unconsciously broke out in a cold sweat.

Uncle Zhang said that if something happened to the company, his grandfather would suddenly faint. What kind of thing happened to make grandpa so devastated?

You must know that before the crisis of the Gu family, facing bankruptcy and bankruptcy, grandpa was not hit and fainted. Grandpa has always been much stronger than she thought, what is it for this time?

It's going to be okay, it's going to be okay......

More than 40 minutes later, Zixi arrived at the hospital and took the elevator upstairs.

When she arrived at the neurosurgery department, she saw Gu Anran and Gu Ruo sitting side by side in the long corridor.

"Sister. Seeing her, Gu Ruo's eyes were red and she stood up.

Gu Anran glanced at her indifferently, and then held Gu Ruo's hand, "Ruoruo, sit down and rest." ”

Zi Xi didn't have time to think about anything at this time, so he walked to the ward.

"Miss. Uncle Zhang took her in, and in the ward, Gu Song lay quietly on the bed.

The head of the bed was rocked high, and he lay quietly, his eyes slightly closed. Next to it is an electrocardiogram and blood pressure chart, recording his heartbeat and blood pressure.

The sound of dripping, dripping, dripping is particularly harsh in the hospital room.

"Grandpa. Zi Xi stepped to the side of the hospital bed in a few steps and grabbed the old man's hand.

The moment I saw him, tears poured out.

Gu Song has always been a big tree that shelters her son from the wind and rain, and she grows up safely and happily under this tree.

Now, the tree has fallen.

She felt sad and helpless.

Gu Song's eyes moved, his eyes slowly opened, and his misty eyes reflected the vicissitudes left by the years.

"It's a pity. The old man's voice came out of his throat, Gu Song shook Zixi's hand, his eyes were full of guilt, "Grandpa...... I'm sorry you ......."

Zi Xi's nose was sour, "Grandpa is talking nonsense again." ”

Gu Song has a hard time.

He didn't talk nonsense, but the truth couldn't be said.

Zixi is so pitiful, he didn't have his parents since he was a child, and he trusted and relied on him so much as his grandfather, but he ......

"Alas......" Gu Song sighed deeply, his chest was filled with endless guilt.

The grief came, and he coughed violently again, the electrocardiogram screamed drippingly, and his blood pressure soared.

Uncle Zhang rushed out of the door to call the doctor, Zixi's tears crackled and fell, "Grandpa, grandpa......"

She couldn't do anything other than hold Gu Song's hand tightly and call him loudly.

She had never been so disgusted with her cowardice and incompetence.

"Pity...... Sorry...... Ahem...... No...... Don't hate grandpa......"

This is the last sentence left by Gu Song for her.

Intermittently, it took a long time for Zizi to try to piece together a complete sentence.

Uncle Zhang came in with the doctor, and his grandfather's heartbeat had stopped, and the sound of Didi had turned into a flat and piercing "Didi ——————"

It seems to be a never-ending, never-stopping sound, and on the instrument next to it, there is also a shocking horizontal line.

Zixi's heart was so painful that she desperately tried to grab her grandfather's hand, but she was separated by the doctors.

Chambers pulled her away, and the curtains around the bed were pulled up, covering the last of the cracks inside.

It only took a few minutes to save it, but it seemed like centuries had passed.

Zi Xi stood outside the ward, tears pouring down like a flood that burst the embankment.

Zhang Bo looked at her worriedly, and his expression was unprecedentedly solemn.

He wanted to open his mouth to comfort, but he opened his mouth, but he couldn't spit out a word.

The door of the ward finally opened from the inside, and Zi Xi almost pounced and grabbed the doctor's hands, "Doctor, is my grandfather okay? He's okay, right?"

The doctor looked at her, sighed and shook his head, "I'm sorry, we've done our best. The old man, passed away. ”

Rumble!

It seemed that there was a thunderbolt ringing in her ears, and Zi Xi's eyes were dark, and she stumbled under her feet.

Uncle Zhang held her, and there was a hint of trembling in his always calm voice, "Miss, you have to cheer up!"

Zixi didn't know how she walked into that ward, and she stood in front of her grandfather's hospital bed again.

The nurses took away all the ECG equipment, the curtains around the bed were also closed, and the old man lay on the bed, very quiet, very quiet. Quiet as if asleep, quiet, not even breathing.

"Grandpa......" Gu Ruo threw himself on the side of the bed, knelt there, and cried bitterly.

Gu Anran stood beside her and wiped her eyes.

Zi Xi walked over step by step, and with each step, his body had to shake, like a candle in the wind, which could be extinguished at any time.

Thump!

She knelt down on her knees, and it hurt, but the pain was far less than the pain in her heart.

Tears kept flowing out of her eyes, she bit her lip tightly, held the old man's hand tightly with both hands, rubbed eagerly and stubbornly, and looked at the old man's eyes with a pair of eyes, hoping that he could regain consciousness and that he would open his eyes. I was able to look at her again, patted her head with my hand, and called her with a smile: "Our family cherishes it~"

Just like when I was a kid......

The nurses from the hospital walked in and carried the old man on a stretcher to be transported to the morgue.

Gu Ruo cried heartbreakingly, was pulled up by Gu Anran, protected in his arms, and said over and over again, "If you are good, let grandpa go, if you are good......"

Uncle Zhang wiped away the tears from the corners of his eyes and reached out to help his son.

But Zixi suddenly came back to his senses, hugged the old man's body, and cried bitterly.

It was like a knife in my heart, cutting off her flesh little by little, drenched in blood and miserable.

"Miss......" Uncle Zhang stretched out his hand to pull her, and when he saw her like this, his heart was painful, and he choked up: "The master is gone, you must be strong." Let him go, Miss. ”

Uncle Zhang pulled Zixi away, and two nurses stepped forward and carried the old man's body onto a stretcher.

The white cloth covered the old man's body, and the last bit of his kind face disappeared from Zixi's sight, as if the last tile had fallen and shattered his bones.

"Grandpa!" Zixi cried out in pain, his grief was excessive, his eyes were dark, and he fainted......

From childhood to adulthood, Zixi loves to dream.

When I was young, my dreams were filled with my father and mother.

When I grew up, my dreams were all messy.

And this time, she dreamed of her grandfather.

In the backyard of the Gu family, there is a big banyan tree that is old for a long time, and the leaves on it turn red maple color in autumn. As soon as the wind blows, it will fall from the branches, spread all over the ground, and at a glance, the yard is full of fiery red, which is very beautiful.

Grandpa was reluctant to cut down the tree, saying that the tree was some years old, and the older the tree, the more aura it had, and it would bless the Gu family and the child.

Grandpa loved the tree and asked the craftsman to design a few chairs and a low table under the tree.

When the weather is cool, he always likes to sit under that tree, or drink tea, or play chess, or read the newspaper.

Zixi also likes to play there, almost from childhood to adulthood, the tree is the longest-standing existence with her and her grandfather.

Zixi dreamed that she returned to Gu's house. Standing under the banyan tree, looking up at the red maple leaves on the tree.

"It's a pity. An old voice came from behind, Zi Xi's heart was shocked, and he turned his head and saw the old man standing not far away.

He stood there with a gray beard and a white Tai Chi suit, beckoning to her, "Pity, come here." Come to Grandpa. ”

"Grandpa. Zi Xi's heart was sour, and he ran over with his feet up, but the figure of the old man was gone.

"Grandpa, grandpa......"

The surrounding scenery began to blur, Zixi cried anxiously, it was dark all around, she ran and ran, ran for a long time, and finally saw the white figure.

She caught up and grabbed the old man's hand, "Grandpa, don't leave me, don't leave one behind." ”

The old man smiled kindly, and reached out to wipe the tears from the corners of her eyes, "It's a pity, grandpa is going to go out of the courtyard, and he has to go far, far away, for a long, long time." It's a pity to be alone at home, to be obedient, to be strong, not to cry, you know?"

The old man clapped her hand and turned away.

"Grandpa, don't go......" Zixi chased after him, but the white shadow had quickly disappeared into the endless darkness.

Endless fear came to Zixi, and she opened her eyes crying.

The white ceiling, in the blurred vision of tears, she vaguely saw Zhan Tingyu's face......