As for her deep love for him, Han Shaoqi believed that it would definitely not be fake.
If it was false, how could she be mumbling her own name in her sleep?
Seeing Han Shaoqi's insistence, Mr. Han said nothing more, and then he was concerned about the outcome, "Qi'er, have you thought about how to make a decision?"
"Not yet, Grandpa."
Mr. Han sighed helplessly. During this period, he had been busy investigating Sun Yao's life experience to see what Sun Yao's purpose was in approaching Shao Qi, but he had neglected the progress of Han Shaoqi and Sun Yao.
Mr. Han also felt strange. Logically speaking, Shao Qi was a rational person. How could he get entangled with Sun Yao except Ning Xiaotong in a short period of time, and even moved into Sun Yao's house?
situation.
Faintly, based on his years of experience in the world, Mr. Han sensed a sense of crisis.
"Qi'er, you have to make a decision quickly. You can't delay it like this. I'll go see Xiaotong later to see if I can persuade her."
Han Shaoqi smiled bitterly, "Grandpa, it's useless. She doesn't believe anyone now and she only wants to restore her memory."
"I'll give it a try." Mr. Han, who was used to being calm, couldn't help but feel worried when he heard Han Shaoqi's words.
Have Shaoqi and Xiaotong really reached the point of no return?
It was another sunny day, and the warm sunlight came through the window and hit Ning Xiaotong's body.
But Ning Xiaotong didn't feel any warmth at all.
Hearing the knock on the door, Ning Xiaotong, who was sitting on the bed with a somewhat pale face, moved her body, slowly got up, got off the ground, and opened the door. Every movement seemed to be in slow motion, full of weakness and numbness.
Opening the door, I was stunned, and the surprise in my eyes dissipated instantly.
It wasn't Han Shaoqi who came to tell him that he could recover his memory, but Mr. Han.
At that time, none of the Han family wanted to see her. Only Mr. Han in front of her treated her like her own granddaughter. Therefore, even though Ning Xiaotong was resistant to the Han family because of Han Shaoqi's deception, she still shouted obediently, "Grandpa Han."
Mr. Han nodded. After not seeing him for a while, Ning Xiaotong seemed like a puppet without a soul, with no trace of life on his face.
In those eyes, there was also a deep pool, calm and without any ripples.
"Xiao Tong, can you talk to grandpa?" Mr. Han rubbed Ning Xiaotong's hair and asked kindly, as if he was not treating his grandson's wife, but his own granddaughter. He had regarded Ning Xiaotong as his own for a long time.
A missing friend is like a friend.
Ning Xiaotong nodded, stood up and followed Mr. Han.
Seeing that Ning Xiaotong was only wearing a loose housecoat, she said, "Xiaotong, please wear more clothes. It's very cold outside."
Ning Xiaotong smiled, "Grandpa Han, it's okay, home..." She suddenly changed her words, "The heating is on in the house."
This is no longer the home that I worked so hard for.
Mr. Han naturally noticed the change of words, pretended not to hear it, and went downstairs.
"Xiao Tong, grandpa hasn't seen you for a long time. Today I went for a walk with grandpa to get some fresh air." Mr. Han did not ask Ning Xiaotong to forgive Han Shaoqi directly, but changed the topic.
Unexpectedly, Ning Xiaotong shook her head, "Grandpa, I'm not in the mood right now."
"It's because I'm in a bad mood that I go out. Look at grandpa, his arms don't hurt and his legs don't cramp, it's just because he goes out for a walk often." Mr. Han stretched his arms and legs as he spoke.