After dinner, I was happily catching up with my sister, and I mustered up the courage to call my grandpa.
"Honey? You finally called! Grandpa has been staying by the phone for almost a day!" Grandpa's voice came from the other end of the phone. He sounded very happy.
Waited on the phone all day. Did he know I was going to call him?
"Grandpa..." I don't know what I should say now.
"Baby! What's wrong with you? Are you feeling unhappy?" Grandpa asked anxiously.
"Grandpa, I..." The words came to my lips but I couldn't say them out.
"Honey? Cough! You can do whatever you want! Grandpa supports you. There are some things that grandpa can't tell you. Although grandpa knows that you really want to know, grandpa still can't say it." Grandpa actually sighed to me.
"Grandpa, you know everything."
"Yes, and you don't have to be in a hurry to come back, but you should pay more attention to the secret that you are a girl in the future!" Grandpa really found out, but why didn't he ask me to go back, but supported me?
"grandfather……".
"Baby, if you are unhappy, come back! Grandpa misses the baby very much! Grandpa doesn't want the baby to leave grandpa!"
"Well, Xiao Xi misses grandpa too."
"Oh, really, my dear, you are so filial!"...
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I hung up the phone and lay on the bed, tossing and turning, unable to fall asleep. My mind was filled with thoughts about my grandfather's words. I always felt that there was something in his words.
Why didn't grandpa tell me directly? Why didn't he tell me but supported me?
Could it be that my mother was really his mistress and I was his illegitimate daughter, so grandpa didn’t dare to tell me for fear that I would be shocked. Isn’t that right? In this case, grandpa would stop me from checking?
If this is not the reason, then what is the reason?
Could it be that my mother eloped with someone else, and my grandfather cut off the father-daughter relationship with my mother when he was angry, so he didn’t want me to have such a mother? But he couldn’t bear to see me unable to see my biological mother, so he agreed to my investigation.
, in this case he can step down and I can know the truth. Is it a win-win situation?
This reason makes sense, right?
"Ah? Who are you?" A black figure appeared in front of my bed, which scared me to the point of losing my train of thought.
Under the weak moonlight, I saw the man in front of me wearing tattered clothes, with long hair and a dark face. When did my family have an African refugee?
Why can't someone who makes no sound when walking look like an African refugee? If he's not a refugee, could he be a ghost? It's impossible. There are no ghosts in this world.