In the early morning of the next day, Qin Chenchen was led by Leng Mo to a sanatorium located on the outskirts of Dongcheng District.

Qin Chenchen looked at this sanatorium in a quiet environment, and wondered, "What are you bringing me here for?" ”

"See an old man?"

"Who is that old man?"

Leng Mo was silent for a while, and then looked at her seriously, "Old man who is kind to me." ”

Qin Chenchen was even more puzzled. "What's the grace of the law?"

Leng Mo took her little hand and walked towards the sanatorium, "Let's go in first." ”

Walking into an ordinary ward, Qin Chenchen saw an old woman with white hair and a withered appearance.

The old woman's brown and speckled hands had needles stuck in the back, and the hanging liquid was slowly injected into her body through the transparent tube.

Qin Chenchen stood at the door, looking at Leng Mo suspiciously.

Leng Mo's eyes were depressed and heavy.

"This old man's surname is Zhang, you can call her Grandma Zhang."

Qin Chenchen followed Leng Mo to the hospital bed and saw Grandma Zhang with her eyes open, looking at the white ceiling.

Her eyes were sunken and bulging. Looking at the ceiling, the pupils were glazed.

Qin Chenchen shivered a little.

How did she feel that this was a bit of a dead taste?

Suddenly, she felt deeply sorry for her thoughts.

How could she think of this old man so unreasonably?

Ever since Qin Chenchen met Leng Mo, she had never seen him bend his waist respectfully, solemnly and affectionately for anyone.

But, today, she saw it!

She saw him tall and thin with her own eyes, bent down, took the old man's hand, and said to the old man respectfully and reverently:

"Grandma Zhang, we're here!"

The voice was very gentle, as if she was afraid of disturbing the soul of Grandma Zhang on the hospital bed.

Qin Chenchen paid attention, and Leng Mo used one word: "we"!

Instead of: "I"!

Grandma Zhang did not respond, her eyes and face did not change at all.

If it weren't for the ups and downs on her thin chest, Qin Chenchen would have thought that she had really died.

Leng Mo waited for a while and didn't wait for Grandma Zhang's response, then straightened up and stretched out his hand to pull Qin Chenchen in front of him.

He whispered to her, "Chenchen, this is... Turned out to take care of my nanny. You call her. ”

Although Qin Chenchen was full of doubts. But he still bent down very obediently and called softly and gently: "Grandma Zhang, hello, I'm Chenchen!" ”

The sweet voice drilled into the old man's ears, and suddenly, as if a person had come back to life, Grandma Zhang actually rolled her eyes.

Her cloudy pupils were full of the vicissitudes of time.

In fact, when Qin Chenchen walked into this ward, she felt that even the sunlight shining on the old man was vicissitudes.

Time is always relative.

For her, it is a new life, a new life, and an infinity!

For the old man, it is annihilation, it is a return to the earth, and it is the end!

When Grandma Zhang saw Qin Chenchen's newborn lamb-like face, her chest began to rise and fall violently.

Qin Chenchen was a little stiff, and even more scared.

The old man was agitated and put his hand in the air, as if to grab something. The mouth opened and closed, and the throat made a "ahhhh

Qin Chenchen even felt that even Grandma Zhang's gray hair was showing sincere excitement.

Just when she was at a loss, Leng Mo said softly: "Hold her hand!" ”

Qin Chenchen complied. Hold Grandma Zhang's trembling hand in mid-air.

The old man's hands were warm, warm, like tears welling up in her eyes.

Qin Chenchen's little hands are immature, young, and beautiful.

And the old man's hands are brown and withered.

Leng Mo looked at the two hands that were holding each other, forming a sharp contrast, and couldn't help but sigh softly.

When the second hand shook each other, Grandma Zhang cried and laughed.