"It's okay, I didn't take this matter to heart in the first place, who you like is your freedom." Sancho's voice was sweet and soft, with a soothing hint of ease.

Her words did succeed in calming Ah Box's mood, but they made Shangguan Yuan's face darken.

Realizing that something was wrong with Shangguan Yuan, Meng Jiabox immediately spoke out to save it, "It makes sense!" But I just like Ah Yuan. ”

"It's better to be like this." Shangguan Yuan's face improved slightly.

remembered that when he met Ah Box for the second time, Sang Qingran was present, if he hadn't walked over with an umbrella at that time, would the person who sent Ah Box to the hospital become Sang Qingran.

So will the one standing on Ah Box's side now also become Sang Qingran.

"Let's go, let's go, it's not early, Jojo and they should rest, and so should we." Meng Jiabox took Shangguan Yuan's hand and planned to go back to the room.

"Hmm." Shangguan Yuan was reluctantly pulled away by her, and the two were still whispering after leaving the room.

Obviously, he was talking about the topic of Sang Qingran just now.

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They stayed for a total of seven days on this trip, and after they came back and got off the plane, Meng Jiabox and Shangguan Yuan went back to the company first.

Sancho and Si Shenli sent Old Man Sang back to the old house, but the old man was still reluctant, "Qiaoqiao, Xiaoli, if you have time, you will often come and sit." ”

"Okay, grandpa, if you don't get used to it, do you want to come and live with us?"

Sancho saw the tears in his grandfather's eyes, and he felt a little strange in his heart.

"No need, I'll get used to it in two days, you can go back." Old Man Sang waved his hand and refused, he couldn't know that he couldn't live with Qiao Qiao and them all the time, besides, he was reluctant to live in the old mansion.

He always has to get used to it.

Sancho knew that the old house had many memories for his grandfather, and he didn't persuade him again, "Don't you know how to use WeChat?" You can message me. ”

"Okay, I'll look into it later." Old Man Sang couldn't bear it, and a smile appeared on his face.

"Well, it's close anyway, I can come back tomorrow to eat with you." Sancho said softly.

"Okay, let's go and get busy, you've been playing with me for so many days, and the company has a lot of things."

"Okay."

After Sancho and Si Shenli went out of Sang's house, Mrs. Sangli came out of the kitchen, holding the water glass, and her heart was uncomfortable.

Her condition is getting better and better, she has hardly had any seizures, and her brain is becoming clearer and clearer, and what she has done in the past is repeating the imagination in her mind.

As long as she thought of what she had done to Qiaoqiao, she became more and more flustered, and she didn't even dare to see Qiaoqiao, let alone make up for it.

"Dad, you're back."

"Hmm." Old man Sang leaned against the sofa and stared up at the ceiling.

Mrs. Sang put the cup of warm water in her hand on the table, and sat silently beside her, without disturbing the old man.

The living room was quiet for a while, and then the door was pushed open, and as soon as Sang Shen heard the news of their return today, he asked people to push all the arrangements back.

But he still came back too late, and could only watch their car go away from a distance.

These days he has been observing his grandfather's circle of friends, but found that nothing was posted, and he couldn't see any photos of his grandfather and Jojo.

"Grandpa, have you been playing for so long and haven't even taken a photo?"

"Yes, in the mobile phone, we went to wear Hanfu, take pictures at various scenic spots, and go fishing." Old Man Sang has a future, but what does this grandson want to see, he put his phone on the table without hesitation.

When it comes to the items to play on the road, Old Man Sang can't help but smile on his lips.

Grandpa's mobile phone did not have a password, Sang Shen directly opened the album and saw that there were photos of Qiao Qiao, Si Shenli, Ah Box, and Shangguan Yuan.

He selected a few photos of only Qiaoqiao and his grandfather, as well as Qiaoqiao's single photo and sent it to his WeChat, and then returned his grandfather's mobile phone.

Mrs. Sang was sitting next to her just now, and naturally she saw it, and she was a little happy in her heart, she was happy for Qiaoqiao.

Even if her mother was incompetent, Qiaoqiao still grew up well in a place she couldn't see, and became an object that she couldn't make up for.

"Has Qingran been busy lately? Does he know about Ah Box being with someone else? ”

Old Man Sang casually mentioned this matter because he wanted to know what the third grandson really thought in his heart, although Qingran did not seem to have any interest in Ah Box at the beginning.

But the children of his Sang family are very hard-mouthed, and sometimes they are not very smart.

He was only afraid that Qing Ran was not interested at that time and was pretending......

"The third brother has been busy, but he also took a few days off some time ago, and he already knew about Ah Box, and when we chatted before, he reacted very lightly."

"It's because he doesn't have a blessing, it's okay, he saves delaying Ah Box, it's so good that people are far away, and it's a good match with Ah Box." Old Man Sang sighed.

It's false to say that there is no regret, but only the child is happy.

Sang Qingran, who happened to come back from outside the gate, heard such a passage before he could come in, and his footsteps paused slightly.

His fingertips couldn't help but clench, and as soon as he figured out his feelings, he was cruel to learn that Ah Box had never liked him.

Now when I come back, I hear from my own grandfather that he will delay the box and the like.

Sang Qingran didn't know whether to laugh or be sad for a while, it turned out that his unbearableness was not only in his own eyes, even his own grandfather felt that he was not worthy of the person he liked.

Sang Qingran didn't go in the end, he turned around and walked out of the door of the old mansion and called his senior brother.

"Come out and drink."

Hearing such an inexplicable sentence on the other side of the screen, his face was full of confusion, "You said you want to drink?" ”

"Come or not, don't hang up." Sang Qingran walked all the way to the bar.

He has rarely touched alcohol since he was a child, even if it is a small drink that is very restrained on a holiday, he has never experienced the feeling of being drunk.

But today, he wanted to be presumptuous.

"Oh, I see, are you inconvenient to talk now? What are you talking to me about? Are you in danger? ”

The senior brother on the other side of the phone also became serious.

Sang Qingran: "...... Look less at some of the things that don't. ”

He cut off the phone, went into a fancy bar, opened a private room, and sat alone, with all kinds of liquor on the table.

Sang Qingran opened a bottle casually, poured the cup to the brim, and drank it in one go, he had never drunk it like this, and he was choked and coughed violently for a while.

Tears flowed out, he couldn't drink a second cup, he lay limply on the sofa, his eyes moistened, he had never gained anything in his life.

He didn't understand, and he couldn't figure it out, he had already worked so hard to live, to be a good person, to save lives and help the wounded, why did God treat him so cruelly? Leave nothing to him.

(End of chapter)