Nuo Da's old house is quiet. Even though the sun shines in through the magnificent glazed windows, it still makes people feel no warmth.
Maybe it's because the little guy who can inject vitality is not here? Or maybe it's because the person he worries about the most is that the person who is connected by his blood is missing. In short, Chi Jun's mood is very bad now, and he feels that the person who is connected to him by blood is missing.
The blood is going to be cold!
But it's very helpless that Mr. Bo is so godly, but he doesn't want to tell him a piece of news first, so as to give him peace of mind.
The long corridor seems to be longer than before.
Chi Jun stepped on the wooden floor under his feet and felt that his hearing had become extremely sharp. It seemed that he could even hear the squeaking sound of friction in the cracks of the floor.
However, the dragon-headed cane that the old man held in his hand was what worried him the most. Every time he took a step, his cane would poke the ground, and the aggressive sound conveyed a heavy majesty, as if it were the top of a mountain.
.The sounds hit his heart directly, seeming to penetrate into his somewhat anxious soul, making Chi Jun, who was already very uneasy, feel even more uncomfortable.
This familiar journey that was no longer familiar seemed to be extremely far away. It was so far away that for a few minutes at this moment, it made him feel like he was carrying the weight of climbing over the towering mountains.
Wipe the fine sweat on your forehead.
Chi Jun looked at the old man who had already entered the study door. He was startled for a moment, then quickly walked in, hurriedly closed the door, and opened his mouth more and more.
But the old man looked at him with a half-smile, and pointed to the couch next to the coffee table in the study, "Sit! What can you drink, milk?"
As soon as he said this, before Chi Jun could refuse, Mr. Bo smiled to himself and said, "Oh, look at my memory, that little girl Jinghan only likes milk. I remember that girl said, you like
Blue Mountain, right? I happen to love this too, old man, and I got a can of it some time ago. It’s a coincidence that you came here today and just happened to try grandpa’s cooking, how about it?”
What is the situation?
When will this person come, and this old man is still in the mood to make coffee?!
Chi Jun frowned tightly.
He stared at the old man silently for a while.
He looked at the old man carefully and saw that he was already busy behind the small water bar. He looked calm and leisurely, as if he didn't know what he was worried about. He really seemed to have met his grandson whom he hadn't seen for a long time and wanted to warmly entertain him.
Show off the coffee he brews!
Isn't he worried at all?
No, impossible!
He took Jinghan into his care when he was seventeen years old. He trained him personally and was designated as his heir. He must be as graceful as a treasure.
But looking at his current performance, if he is not deliberately pretending, there is only one possibility...
"Grandpa, please tell me where Jinghan is now! You know, right?"
Chi Jun's voice is extremely serious and sincere. Anyone with emotions can hear his expectation and joy for the news from the slightly trembling sonorous sound at the end.
Mr. Bo chuckled and turned around in the small space behind the water bar. A pair of shrewd eyes showed no calculation at this moment, only kindness.
Turning towards Chi Jun, he narrowed his eyes slightly and took in Chi Jun's expression.
He opened his lips and spit out the answer that Chi Jun expected but disappointed him:
"Sorry, kid, grandpa doesn't know where she is now. But..."
