After lunch, Xuan Shiran was taken to the temple by her grandfather, while her parents went out to buy her some necessities for rearranging her room and life.
The two sat on the stone bench, feeling the cool breeze under the shade of the trees. In such a quiet and comfortable environment, Xuan Shiran felt a sense of peace in his heart.
"Of course, we haven't sat together and chatted like this for a long time." The old man poured a cup of freshly cut tea and placed it in front of Xuan Shiran.
"Yes."
Touching the scar lightly, the old man was stunned for a moment.
Gently caressing the scar that suddenly no longer looked hideous, through it, she saw the history of the Xuan clan again, and that tragic and heartbreaking scene seemed to pass before her eyes again.
"Grandpa, I have worked hard for you all these years," she said softly, with a hint of sadness in her voice.
"Silly girl, grandpa will be very happy to have you." The old man gently curved the corners of his mouth, and a few wrinkles at the corners of his mouth spread to his cheeks. He stretched out his rough hand and rubbed Xuan Shiran's head, "My child, you are so beautiful."
"Big"
"Well" she has indeed grown up and is no longer that ignorant girl.
"Say, I know you didn't finish your sentence because Yalan and the others were here." The old man took back his hand and said seriously.
Xuan Shiran nodded without denying it. She looked at her grandfather and said, "I came back this time to see you."
The old man was stunned for a moment, and then the gleam of surprise in his eyes disappeared, "What happens after that?"
Xuan Shiran just smiled softly, raised his head and looked up at the blue sky, with a hint of hazyness in his eyes, "Grandpa, you once asked me what my dream was. I didn't have the answer at that time, but now, I
I already have the answer, my dream is." She paused and looked down at the old man in front of her. There was an unwavering light in her eyes, and a faint hint of apology for him."
I want to stay with the people who need me, Grandpa, and I want to stay for them, because I have found enough ties to keep me in that world."
After finishing his words, the old man lowered his head and remained still, focusing on the tea cup in his hand. After a long time, he said in a soft voice: "Ran'er, that's why you just asked Yalan how long it will take for the child to be born. You
Do you want to wait until he is born before leaving?" Is this day always coming?
"Yes, grandpa, he is a healthy child and will not follow in our footsteps." Xuan Shiran smiled happily, because the moment she touched her mother's belly with her fingers, Xuan Beast gave her a pair of eyes that could look at her belly.
The eyes of the child there, he did not inherit the appearance of the Xuan clan and became an ordinary person, that was enough
"Tell me about what you experienced in that world." The old man sighed softly.
Xuan Shi nodded and began to talk about all the things she encountered in that world, including Lian and the others, as well as those hard-won friends.
The old man listened to the girl's story, and his eyes changed with the ups and downs of the story. After finishing the story that seemed as long as half a century, he stared at the face in front of him that looked exactly like Xuan Ji.
The smile that seemed dazzling even under the sun, the old man’s amber pupils vaguely reflected something, so profound.
Gradually, he sighed softly, "So, you have already decided?"
Xuan Shiran gave his grandfather a very affirmative look, "I've decided, I don't regret it."
"Then what have you thought about what we would do without you?" The old man thought he would see the other party's embarrassment or silence, but on the contrary, the other party gave him a comforting smile.
"Grandpa, you will definitely be happy, because there is someone else who can take care of you on my behalf." The arrival of this new member also made her relieved. When he was born, it would be time for her to leave.
"The female college student was not admitted. However, don't follow in the footsteps of Jill. Love boldly whoever you want to love. This can be regarded as my return of a favor to King Ayers." In the end, the old man finished this sentence with a compromise.
In a word, that world is also his hometown. Xuanji is right. No matter what the fate of the Xuan clan is, it must be passed on by someone, and the person who can inherit the fate of the Xuan clan must be the one chosen by God.
With a granddaughter like him who valued love and righteousness, those clan members who died could not get any comfort because their Xuan clan had another excellent clan leader.
At this moment, the countdown to Xuan Shiran's departure begins