A mobile phone rang, it was the new mobile phone that Fu Ting bought for Fu Pei last night.

Fu Pei saw the caller ID, his cold eyes flashed a dark color, and he quickly answered it in his ear.

I don't know what the other side said, the young man's dark eyes were full of scarlet for a moment.

Fu Ting grabbed Fu Pei's cuffs with some uneasiness, "Dad, what's wrong?" ”

Fu Pei cut off the phone, his jaw tightened and stretched out sharp lines, his chest rose and fell for a while with his hard breathing, and his voice was completely dumb, "Grandma, it's no good." ”

*

When the two rushed to the emergency operating room as fast as possible, the doctor was wearing a mask and said to Fu Pei very tiredly, "The old man's heart has been bad, we have done our best, you go and send the old man on his last journey." ”

Fu Pei's slender and upright body trembled, and almost mechanically came to his grandmother's bedside.

My grandmother was covered in tubes and lay on it dying, obviously dying.

Fu Pei was short, half-knelt in front of his grandmother, held his grandmother's thin hand like bark with both hands, and the corners of his lips tried to bend an arc, "Grandma......"

Grandma's eyes were half-opened weakly, perhaps it was the return of light when she was dying, and her eyes, which had always been cloudy, became a lot clearer, and the corners of her lips trembled, "It's Ah Pei, it's so big in a blink of an eye, it's a pity that grandma can't look at you anymore......"

Fu Ting stepped forward, held his grandmother's other hand, and said in a warm voice, "Grandma, you get better quickly, my father and I are still planning to take you home,"

Grandma smiled weakly, "Seeing that your father and daughter are doing well, grandma is relieved......"

The life instrument next to her made a dripping sound, she gasped hard, and tried to say the last sentence, "Ah Pei, in the future...... Have a good time......"

Fu Pei glanced at Fu Ting, and rolled his Adam's apple vigorously, "I will." ”

*

Grandma walked peacefully, with a smile on the corner of her mouth when she closed her eyes.

In fact, he had already felt this day, and Fu Pei's mood was very calm.

He didn't cry, but handled his grandmother's funeral very calmly.

Cemetery.

After giving incense to her grandmother, Fu Pei still maintained the movement of kneeling on the ground, her bony hand stroked her grandmother's name on the tombstone, and whispered, "Why is it so cold?" ”

Fu Ting knelt beside him and pulled his sleeve with little force, "Dad, give me your hand." ”

Fu Pei raised his eyebrows slightly, and slowly put his two hands in front of Fu Ting, and then Fu Ting shook it.

The little girl's hand was small, only half the size of his hand, and it was soft and soft in his palm, squeezing into his fingers and clasping his ten fingers.

"Is it warm or not?" Fu Ting tilted his head, and his smile was as healing as a sunflower full of sunshine, "With me here, you can keep warm with me at any time when it's cold." ”

It seemed that the haze had faded in an instant, and Fu Pei's eyes instantly became clear and bright.

His Adam's apple slid up and down, and the whites of his eyes still had unfading red bloodshots, outlining a hazy drunkenness.

After a few seconds, he half-bent down, took the little girl into his arms, and reached out to touch the back of her head.

"Fu Xiaolisten."

The young man's voice was hoarse, "I have no home and no relatives, will you dislike me?" ”

Fu Ting's heart was sour, and he hugged him tightly, "You have, I'll give you a home, our home." ”

Fu Pei was stunned for a moment, and in the backlight, the silhouette of the young man was even more profound.

He let go of his hand and lowered his eyes to look at her.

The little girl's eyes are clear and clean, and the slightly hooked cheeks are filled with soft and cute pear vortices.

Fu Pei seemed to see what she wanted to express from her eyes.

I want to protect you.

I want you to be happy forever.

I want you to know that you will never be alone.

Fu Pei's throat was tight, little fool, how could he ...... So good?

"Dad, there's one thing I haven't told you."

As if having made up some kind of determination, Fu Ting said slowly, "Actually, you are not a child of the Fu family. ”