The old man didn't seem to know who he was responding to, and he just reflexively responded.

Gu Yingqing was shocked by this, he had never been so scared as he was at this moment.

It was as if those eyes had started the countdown from the moment they looked at her.

Gu Yingqing suppressed the choked throat: "Grandpa, how are you today?" Is there anything uncomfortable at this point?"

Gu Zhongmin took a moment to understand the meaning of her words, and then shook his head.

Gu Yingqing waited patiently, and then said, "Then let's go home now?"

"Okay, go back." Hearing that he was going home, Gu Zhongmin's face was distracted.

Back in the small building of the nursing home, the dialysis process is costly, Gu Zhongmin will sleep every time he comes back, and this time is no exception.

After settling down with grandpa, Gu Yingqing stayed by the bedside for a while.

The old man had just touched the bed, exhaled slowly and heavily, and then closed his eyes.

He had lost a lot of weight, his face was sallow, only a layer of shriveled skin wrapped around his bones, his cheeks and eye sockets were deeply sunken, his eyebrows and hair were gray, and even his hair looked soft.

He slept quietly, not peacefully, and felt no trace of life except for his body, which was slightly heaving from his breathing.

The room was kept clean and tidy by grandma.

Gu Yingqing looked at the bedside table, neatly placed table lamps, daily medicines, and an art book, with a pair of reading glasses on the book, and two photo frames in the corner.

One of the photos is a family portrait, and the other is an old black and white photo from decades ago, belonging to the couple when they were young.

The young man in the black-and-white photo is handsome and elegant, smiling, holding his delicate and beautiful wife in his arms.

If there was a scale in life, the man at that time would have walked less than a third of the distance.

There's also a lot of time and energy to chase everything you want.

Time flies.

After coming back, grandma quickly adjusted, and when she saw Gu Yingqing standing by the bed in a daze, she called her softly and beckoned to her.

Gu Yingqing wiped the tears that fell out of the way and took the bedroom door out.

Grandma prepared fruit for her and a small cake that she baked herself.

"I just learned what it's called lime cheesecake, you can taste it."

Gu Yingqing sat at the dining table, holding her chin and chuckling in a low voice: "I feel like I'm back to when I was a child."

She didn't dare to recall too much, and for those who had experienced life and death, she was most afraid of recalling.

But a person's past, like air, like breathing, can only be touched without deliberately lifting the cover.

From the childhood with memories, to the girlhood, and then to every moment that Gu Yingqing, who is now almost twenty-seven years old, has lived, there is no need to deliberately recall, it is there.

When you see something you've seen, hear a familiar word, or see someone you see, the clockwork of memory automatically turns back to the past.

Gu Yingqing took a bite of the cake gently, and people didn't seem to have a sense of taste when they were crying and sad.

She looked at her grandmother and felt that it was very unfair, and tears fell silently: "Why do natural and man-made disasters happen in our family?"

Life is a long life, why can she only live sixteen happy days?

Sometimes she felt that her time had stood still, as if she had suddenly been dragged out of a well-cared for greenhouse into the open air, and by the time she realized that she had become the sole pillar of the family.

When that day comes, only her and her grandmother will be left in the once happy family of five.

Grandma comforted her, "When your parents died, I hated it more than once, why did such a low-probability thing happen in our family? If it had been placed in the countryside in the past, it would have been talked about, saying that it was a sin created in a previous life, and it was fate."

"But I don't believe in fate, I only believe in nature and man. Your grandfather told me before about the law of conservation of energy, that there are gains and losses, and there is good luck and bad luck, and no one is always smooth, and no one is always at a low point."

"We used to be in the countryside, and we were very miserable when we were young.

My parents were patriarchal, and I didn't read much. But I later met your grandfather, who taught me to read and write, teach me to draw, teach me to appreciate love poems, and give me a stable and happy life. It makes up for the suffering I suffered when I was a child, and fills in the lack of love and education."

"Maybe I've gotten too much in the last few decades, so I'm going to take some of it. And what you lost in advance will be filled in another way in the future."

Grandma held Gu Yingqing's hand, the old lady with a round face when she was young was also very kind when she was old, "And your grandfather is eighty-one years old, and he has had a hard time in the last few years, and at the end of his life, pain is the norm."

Grandma doesn't say this often, and she rarely talks like this, because she has a big personality, and she thinks that talking like this is not only hypocritical, but also crepe.

It's just that I don't want to see Gu Yingqing too painful.

After all, Gu Yingqing is still young, how can she be asked to be as open-minded and transparent as an old lady who has lived for seventy or eighty years?

"How should you live after you go back, how should you live, don't always worry about this side, you are still young, you have your own life, and you have to move on."

Gu Yingqing covered her face and couldn't cry.

She was in a state of confusion, and a thought occurred to her: maybe something should be said.

So she really said, "Grandma, in fact, Zhao Jin and I ......."

Grandma heard her mention it, and when she saw her hesitant tone, she couldn't help but cut her off: "Oh, your grandfather talked to me before, and he thinks you should be separated."

Gu Yingqing was stunned.

Grandma laughed: "We are not stupid, Zhao Jin basically doesn't come here, and when you ask about it, you will only say that you are good with him, but you can't tell any details."

Gu Yingqing bowed his head with a weak heart, and used the dessert fork to play with the gap between the cake and the paper tray.

"How long have you broken up?"

Gu Yingqing was still drumming in her heart, and she was a little afraid of the old man's keen perception of Lili, and she was not sure of their ability to accept it, so she still didn't dare to say more things.

Otherwise, is it said that she was designed by Zhao Jin and gave birth to a child by a strange man?

said, not only has she never been with Zhao Jin, but Zhao Jin almost killed her?

Or do you want to say that she has lived a good life in the past few years, and now Zhao Jin is still staring at her like a wolf, she has to rely on her body to attract a man to ensure her own safety?

Perhaps in the eyes of the elderly, as long as there is no question of moral style, it is normal for normal boyfriends and girlfriends to break up, so it will be easy to accept.

Gu Yingqing said a thousand words, but in the end there was only one sentence: "It's been a long time."

"Do you still like him?" Grandma thought that she had liked Zhao Jin for so many years, and she was afraid that she would not be able to get out.

Gu Yingqing shook his head and said honestly, "I have already let him go."

Seeing this, grandma smiled and teased her: "If you break up, you will find a new boyfriend, we have many advantages in Qingqing, and there is a better one than him."

After being enlightened by her grandmother for a while, Gu Yingqing was in a much better mood and ate cake with her chin propped up.

"Do you have anyone you like right now?" Or the one who is chasing you?"

Gu Yingqing's heart beat faster, she wiped the cake crumbs from her lips, and said in a low voice, "No."