Song Senran was silent for a long time, which made Wang Xixi feel that he would not answer her. So when he could let go of his soft voice in her ears, she still trembled as if she was frightened.

"You're not that kind of person." There was a hoarseness in his voice that had been silent for a long time and then suddenly spoke.

He patted her on the back, not very skillfully, one by one, and there were not many such opportunities, so he exhausted his tenderness.

Xixi can't go home like this, Song Senran knew that Xixi's mother was a very careful person, and her usual loud voice made her look like a gentle and attentive mother, but he knew that she was.

The wind was a little sharp, and he hugged it tighter, and Cissy still wanted to be as thin as she was when she was a child, so thin that he couldn't feel her presence. He could only press her into his arms to prove that she really existed.

When Song Senran realized the word time, his arm had already become numb from excessive exertion.

"My bones hurt." Her voice came from his bosom.

As if there was nothing to do, he let go of her. She still had tears on her face. But it seems that there is really nothing to do.

"Li Jing, can you just laugh, I told so many jokes, and I was thirsty when I talked about it, you have to cooperate." Ren Er pouted dissatisfied.

Li Jing said helplessly: "Haven't I been laughing all the time? ”

"That's a laugh for you," Ren Er didn't buy it at all, "Don't think I can't see it, you're pretending to be a smile!" The last word "smile" at the end of his voice rose slightly, as if he was trying to prove something.

The sparse smile on Li Jing's face couldn't hold it anymore, she collapsed, revealing her original tired face, I don't know why, she couldn't always pretend to be very happy in front of Ren Er like she did in front of Xixi and Song Senran. Maybe he really regarded Ren Er as an acquaintance in his heart, so he had no scruples in front of him.

"Don't worry." Ren Er saw Li Jing's slightly pale face, and felt a little guilty, he made her take off the mask, "Grandpa will be fine." ”

He gently patted her on the shoulder.

Li Jing shook her head, "You don't know what to do, grandpa's illness has become more frequent after the Chinese New Year." This time......"

She didn't dare to continue, she was afraid that if she said it, it would come true.

Grandpa was hospitalized all the time, and he was awake sometimes, but most of the time he was asleep. Li Jing often sits on the edge of the bed and looks at his grandfather who is asleep on the hospital bed, he is very quiet, he has no cold spirit when he prevented his parents from divorcing, and he looks like a kind old man.

His hair was all white when she wasn't paying attention, and Li Jing felt that she had only discovered it now, as if she had only a few gray hairs when she saw him last time. Time steals a lot of things.

Ren Erhui often comes to bring her food, Li Jing is actually unwilling, but her grandfather is like this, she really doesn't have the strength to argue with him anymore, or the things that she is arguing about in her own heart have been put aside for the time being.

Mom and Dad would come occasionally, and Li Jingzhi said that this was the only and most difficult thing they did together during her grandfather's lifetime, and the woman she called her mother had moved out of Lu and did not live with them.

Sure enough, it's going to be divorced. She was indifferent. The only thing that didn't make her indifferent was the occasional mention in their quarrel last year, that the woman was not her mother. She should have asked her father, but she was tired right now. I don't want to pursue anything, I don't want to ask.

I just want to guard my grandfather, and my grandfather loves her the most.

But even so, Grandpa is gone.

It was already March, and she remembered that she had run straight from the hospital to school that morning, and her grandfather woke up in the morning and told her a lot about how wild she was when she was a child, and said that he wanted her to live a good life.

The Chinese teacher is talking about Wang Xizhi's "Lanting Collection Preface", and she is always used to talking about the following classical Chinese after the new Chinese textbook is sent, regardless of the feelings of the students.

Li Jing stayed by her grandfather's bedside all night, and with the hypnotic voice of the Chinese teacher, she lay down without warning.

It wasn't until a great reckless force was exerted on her arm that she looked up.

It was Wang Xixi, who motioned for her to look out the window.

It was "that" mom of hers, and she knocked on the glass.

Li Jing had no choice but to say hello to the Chinese teacher.

Then I heard the news of that thunderbolt on a sunny day just outside the window.

"I've already asked your homeroom teacher for leave, just follow me." She looked like a real mother by now.

But Li Jing couldn't care about these anymore, she sat in the woman's car, no wonder her grandfather woke up in the morning, it turned out to be a return to the light?

Grief overflowed her heart.

She suddenly couldn't stop crying when she saw her grandfather's remains, and she hadn't cried until then.

Li Jing cried until she choked in her father's arms. Her back trembled uncontrollably. Daddy caressed her back like a daddy. It made her feel a lot better.

Grandpa's funeral was scheduled for the weekend a few days later, and Li Jing and her parents were dressed in black and greeted the guests with small white flowers.

Her tears had all been used up in the hospital that day. Now all that's left is sadness, the kind of sadness and sadness that can't cry.

Ren Er came early and stood behind her all the time, he was determined, as decisive as the fist he swung when she first saw him.

No one noticed the extra Ren Er behind her, and everyone was immersed in the solemn funeral.

The weather was unseasonably clear, shouldn't it be gloomy at the time of the funeral? The clear blue sky and the occasional warm breeze seemed to give the funeral a big slap in the face.

Then she saw Wang Xixi, Song Senran, and Gu Ao in the sunshine.

This was the first time she had seen Wang Xixi in black, so beautiful. Song Senran was born black, and his uprightness was stretched in black.

Gu Ao, she rarely has contact with Gu Ao, but she can see that he is the kind of boy who will look good in whatever he wears.

They came from the sun.

Like all the others, they bowed in front of the statue of their grandfather, gave flowers, and then they walked up to her side, silent, and Wang Xixi shook her hand vigorously.

Then they stepped aside like normal people.

In the days from the death of her grandfather to the funeral, her parents had never been so competent as they are now, which gave Li Jing an illusion of happiness.

Mom was busy with Grandpa's funeral with Dad during this time, and she helped with small things.

She thought, maybe grandpa really appeared in heaven, maybe they could really be happy for so long.

Just like this spring, people with warm winds mistakenly thought that the weather would be so warm forever.