Lu Wanchu was very naughty when she was a child, so she liked to follow Song Cheng, and Song Cheng had no choice but to sit in the clinic and hold her.

Every time Lu Wanchu shouted Grandpa Song, although Song Cheng did not smile on the surface, in fact, the curvature of the corners of his lips had already betrayed him.

Later, when she grew up, she became closer to Grandpa Song, and Grandpa Song, who was serious and ruthless in the eyes of outsiders, was full of smiles when he got along with her, and he would call her a little girl.

Before she was killed, she was going to have dinner with Song Cheng for a few days, after all, he lived alone, and she didn't go to see him except for her to visit.

Ye Yunshu's car soon arrived at the villa area where Song Cheng lived, drove into the villa area, drove along Ginkgo Avenue, and stopped at a lakeside.

A faint breeze blew, carrying the waves of the lake, and Lu Wanchu's eyes fell on a villa a few meters away from them.

The villa is not big, it is a small two-story building.

Some flowers and herbs were planted in the courtyard of the villa, and an old man with gray hair in his sixties was holding a kettle for watering, and there was a servant behind him, "Master, you have been in poor health recently, why don't you rest for a while, let me water these flowers." ”

Song Cheng's wrinkled face had a faint sadness, and the kettle in his hand paused, "These flowers were planted by that girl in the evening herself, if you know that I don't water, I will definitely be angry." ”

"Master, Miss Wanwan has left."

The maid reluctantly reminded that since Miss Wanwan passed away, the old man has aged a lot, and his complexion is not as good as before, and he thinks of Miss Wanwan from time to time.

So good Miss Wanwan, why doesn't God have long eyes.

"yes, she's gone, and if she's still around, she'll definitely let me take my medicine."

Song Cheng's eyes were ruddy, looking at the flowers in front of him in a daze, and there seemed to be Lu Wanchu's dissatisfied coquettishness in his ears, "Grandpa Song, you are not well-behaved again." ”

"Grandpa Song, you're not good again!"

An unfamiliar soft voice came from not far away, and it was obviously very unfamiliar, so Song Cheng subconsciously raised his head.

But I saw two girls standing at the door, slim and beautiful.

"Late?! No, it's not, I'm not hallucinating. ”

Song Cheng shook his head, thinking that he was hallucinating.

The servant on the side looked at you in surprise, "Master, you don't have auditory hallucinations, it is indeed the young lady who is calling you." ”

"What?"

Song Cheng raised his head, his eyes met the soft gaze of Shang Lu Wanchu, and the familiar gaze carried joy for him, cunning and crystalline.

"Grandpa Song, why don't you take medicine since you're sick?"

Lu Wanchu walked into the villa and stood in front of Song Cheng with ruddy eyes.

Ye Yunshu walked up to the maid and asked her to enter the villa with her, don't disturb Lu Wanchu.

"You...... You...... Who are you? ”

Song Cheng trembled slightly, wanting to raise his head but feeling too abrupt, after all, the girl in front of him had an unfamiliar face.

"Grandpa Song, it's me, it's me, I'm Wanwan."

Lu Wanchu let the tears slide down, and her delicate face was full of tears.

Song Cheng shook his head with a wry smile and took a step back, "Little girl, you are not late, she has been gone for a long time, how can you be her, don't talk nonsense." ”

"Grandpa Song, this is your favorite osmanthus cake, and I brought it to you tonight."

"However, Grandpa Song can only eat two of these osmanthus cakes, and he can't eat too much, so as not to have a toothache."

Lu Wanchu wiped the tears from the corners of her eyes, raised a soft smile, and spoke to Song Cheng as before.