Chen Jing knew that the old man was worried about him, after all, before that, the old man had said that he would help him lose the ancient relics, but he refused......

"You're just disobedient!"

Chen Bofu scolded angrily, gritted his teeth and ran to Chen Jing's side in a few steps, just like pulling a mannequin, carefully checking it up and down front and back, left and right, up and down.

"Why do you smell like that mud guy!? Wrong! What's in your veins?! ”

"Let's talk about ......it when I go back," Chen Jing didn't have much strength to speak, his pale face revealed a hint of sickness, but he still had a comforting smile on his face, "It's not a big deal...... It would be nice to take a break......"

"It's not a big deal!"

Chen Bofu resisted the urge to slap Chen Jing twice, and carefully examined Chen Jing with anger and distress.

"Why is your body temperature so low...... Chen Bofu touched Chen Jing's forehead, feeling the cold touch, and his face became more and more ugly.

"Maybe it's a lot of blood loss...... Chen Jing explained softly, "Grandpa Lawrence helped me transfuse some blood, but there are sequelae, he said let you help me recuperate......"

"Did that dog thing hurt you!?" Chen Bofu's cloudy eyes suddenly became sharp, the blackened iris seemed to melt in an instant, and many twisted black lines like tentacles began to spread in the whites of his eyes.

"It's not."

Chen Jing took Chen Bofu's hand, and his expression was very serious.

"He's actually quite nice, a good guy!"

"Good guys?" Chen Bofu was dismissive and said with a sneer, "A good person will be wanted by the [Round Table Council] and the three major sects?" If he hadn't begged to come to me, Lao Tzu would have arrested him and received a reward! ”

"At least he saved me...... Chen Jing said sneeringly.

Chen Jing's thoughts are actually very simple, even in the real world...... Maybe Lawrence used to be a monster who did all kinds of evil, but at least this time he saved him, even if he didn't really save him.

At least I survived, didn't I?

This sentiment must be inherited after all.

"Let's talk about it when we get home." Chen Bofu sighed, then walked up to Chen Jing and patted his back, motioning for him to come up.

Chen Jing did not refuse.

He knows how tough his grandfather's body is, isn't it like playing with someone on his back?

"Where did this little thing come from?"

"My friend, I just picked it up."

"Fuck...... Why do you fool Lao Tzu as a ghost? ”

Chen Bofu was so angry that he laughed, but he couldn't do anything about Chen Jing, who made Chen Jing his only relative?

"Grandpa, let him follow us, look at his pitiful, go back and help him find a job to make ends meet......"

"I doubt you're my grandson!" Chen Bofu stiffened his face very unhappily, and his gaze at Ryan became ill-willed, "I think it's not bad that its bones are used to make soup, just to replenish calcium for you." ”

“！！！”

Ryan was already afraid of this old man who exuded a terrifying aura all over his body, but now when he heard the old man say that he wanted to make soup with him, he was so frightened that he couldn't speak, and he grabbed the corner of Chen Jing's clothes and didn't dare to let go.

"This kid is timid, don't scare him......" Chen Jing sighed helplessly, and then patted Ryan's head, "Come up with us." ”

With that, Chen Jing lay on Chen Bofu's back.

Chen Bofu's bony back made Chen Jingqi feel painful for a moment, and he only felt that this old man had no flesh on his body, as if a crumpled layer of skin was wrapped in iron.

"What's wrong??" Seeing Chen Jing's grinning appearance, Chen Bofu couldn't help but ask worriedly, "Are you not feeling well?" Damn, I'll just say Lawrence's dog thing must be ......."

"It's your bones that hurt me......"

"Huh? Hurt? Chen Bofu was stunned, turned his head and glared at Chen Jing fiercely, "You rabbit cub still know that it hurts?!" I thought you didn't know! You...... You roll over and carry the bag and carry it with us! ”

Hearing Chen Bofu's command, Ryan instantly let go of the corner of Chen Jing's clothes, quickly ran to pick up the snakeskin bag on the ground, and followed behind.

Ryan, as an old descendant who grew up in the wasteland, is somewhat capable.

At least the mountain-sized snakeskin bag didn't crush him, and Ryan was pretty fast when he ran with it.

It's just that compared to the snakeskin pocket, his body is so thin that he can't see where he is at a slight distance, and he can only see a snakeskin pocket floating like a supernatural phenomenon......

Along the way, Chen Bofu's mouth never stopped, and from beginning to end, Chen Jing was counted as ignorant and disobedient...... To sum it up, it is a sentence, Chen Jingxue is bad, and he is not a good grandson.

No matter what the old man said, Chen Jing smiled and nodded, and he didn't have the strength to explain anymore.

But it feels good.

This is the first time that he has been carried by his grandfather.

Chen Jing rested his head sideways on the old man's stiff shoulders, listening to his chatter and feeling like he was about to fall asleep......

Maybe I'm asleep.

In a trance, some familiar scenes suddenly flashed in front of his eyes.

It was a picture buried in the depths of his memory more than ten years ago......

I remember when he was in the first grade of elementary school.

Grandma would pick him up from school every day.

Wind and rain come.

Because he was going to school in the city, every time he went back to his home at Sentinel Ridge, he almost took the last train back.

When we entered the stockade, it was getting dark.

Especially after the onset of winter......

The wind is so cold.

To this day, Chen Jingdu still remembers the feeling of the wind blowing on his face in the village at night, which was as sharp as a knife, but the woolen scarf woven by his grandmother was also really warm.

At that time, Chen Jing's body was much weaker than his peers, and he often had to rest for a while after walking a mountain road.

So often in the end, it is basically my grandmother who listens to him chatter about the trivialities in school, while carrying him staggering home.

"Today, the teacher praised me again, and said that let me continue to work hard, and I can evaluate the three good students at the end of the semester!"

"Hmmm! Our house is the most beautiful! ”

"Grandma! There will be a parent-teacher conference the day after tomorrow! Don't forget! Be sure to be on time! ”

"Grandma remembered, how could you forget, after the parent-teacher conference, grandma will take you to the restaurant to eat delicious food!"

"That'...... What about Grandpa? ”

"We don't care about that old thing! Who let him know every day that he can't come out of the study! I don't even go to the parent-teacher meeting of our family! Starve to death! ”

"Hee-hee! Then we'll go on our own! Don't tell him! ”

"That's right! Just the two of us! Starve that old thing! ”

The old lady's pretended fierce tone was still in her ears, but the scene in front of Chen Jing's eyes suddenly changed, to that year......

Mori white neat and tidy ward.

The air is filled with the smell of disinfectant water.

The hospital bed where the old man was lying.

What else?

Chen Jing can't recall it either.

Oh yes.

And the remaining half bowl of pigeon soup.

"Jing Jing has grown up...... Grandma knows...... It's grandma useless...... I can't help Jingjing in the future......"

"Grandma's money for you to marry your daughter-in-law...... Remember to go to the bank and withdraw it...... Those are yours...... Don't let that old thing ruin your grandfather...... But ......"

"Your grandfather isn't really that bad...... That old thing just has a mental problem...... I know...... I should have told you a long time ago......"

"Listen to grandma...... Don't hate him...... He actually has you in his heart......"

The old lady struggled to keep her eyes open in the hospital bed, and her voice was as soft as a mosquito's call.

There were many doctors in white coats around the bedside.

Someone is talking.

Someone is recording.

Someone was shaking their heads.

"The pigeon soup that Jingjing bought today is delicious...... Don't buy it next time...... The money you earn from your work-study is saved and spent ......"

The old lady was dazed and muttered, and there was a jerky darkness in her cloudy eyes, but her bony hand was still shaking gently beside the bed.

"Is Jingjing out of money to spend...... I don't have the money to ask my grandmother for ...... Grandma had ...... in her pocket."

"Grandma can't drink the pigeon soup...... Jing Jing remembered to drink it while it was hot......"

"Jingjing's favorite skewer......"

"Scenery ......"

"Jingjing's graduation ceremony...... If grandma doesn't go, no one goes...... What should I do if no one accompanies my grandson to take pictures......"

What to do.

Chen Jing still remembers it.

The old lady was still chanting these three words when she was dying.

Chen Jing remembers that he didn't cry at all.

I kept repeating those three words in my head.

Oh, yes.

What to do.

I won't have a grandmother anymore......

"The old lady is at this age, and there is no pain in leaving, and you are ...... to mourn."

"It's okay, sooner or later there will be this day, I know."

"The funeral home's car is already waiting downstairs, please settle the fee before you leave......"

"I'm sorry! I'll be there right away! ”

Chen Jing remembered that he had never cried from beginning to end, and he didn't cry until the old lady was buried, and he had been calmly handling the aftermath for her.

He felt that he had suddenly grown up, matured, and learned to look at life and death in the way of adults.

Since then, Chen Jing's life has only been left with study and work, until that day......

A colleague helped him, who was still working overtime, and brought a pigeon soup and rice.

And then he went crazy.

Like a madman, he sat at his workstation with a takeaway lunch box and cried bitterly.

It was only then that he understood that truth.

The saddest thing about the death of a loved one is not when they die.

But later.

When we gradually strip our deceased loved ones from our lives, even if the process is accompanied by a huge sense of emptiness and prostration, even if we are clinging to flesh and blood, we will eventually get used to it.

Until that moment.

A detail of life suddenly meets the past.

Heart-wrenching grief will swallow you up in an instant.

Memories of shortcomings, guilt, self-blame, regret......

All of it.

It's hard to make up for it all your life.

"Jingjing, don't scare me......"

Chen Bofu felt the strangeness coming from his shoulder, and subconsciously looked back, only to see Chen Jing's eyes staring blankly ahead, tears sliding down his cheeks.

"Are you feeling sick somewhere?! We'll be home in no time! Wait until you get home, grandpa will help you recuperate! You'll be fine! ”

"I just remembered some things from the past......" Chen Jing came back to his senses in a trance, looked at Chen Bofu blankly, and didn't realize that his face was full of tears, "I'm fine, don't worry." ”

"Is there something wrong with you? If it hurts, tell grandpa! Go back to grandpa to help you find pain medicine! ”

"Well, it hurts......"

Chen Jing's heart twitched violently, looking at his grandfather in the other world in front of him, the sadness in his heart was suddenly replaced by grievances.

At this moment, he suddenly felt as if he was not so mature.

It seems to be small.

"Grandpa, I'm so uncomfortable......"

"Lawrence, that thing! He must be ......"

"Grandpa."

"What's wrong, good grandson, you say! Damn, this broken elevator is so slow, Lao Tzu will dismantle it tomorrow morning! Good grandson, you say your ......"

"I miss my grandmother."