Yuan Qingling's whole body was shaken immediately, and the unreal feeling in his head became more obvious. He held the armrests of the chair with both hands. Tears were rolling in his eyes, and he did not dare to look back. He was afraid that if he looked back, his hopes would be in vain.
Over the past year, she has had this dream too many times. She dreamed that her grandma and mother were calling her, but as long as she responded, they would disappear.
She knew that meeting each other was a ridiculous fantasy and extravagant thought. It would be nice to have such a dream.
The sound of the bead curtain fell silent. Her footsteps moved gently, and she saw a touch of cyan clothes rising in her lowered eyes, casting a shadow, blocking her sight.
An old hand reached out tremblingly and gently stroked her hair. With a gentle sigh, "Grandma thought she would never see you again in this life."
Yuan Qingling slowly raised her head and looked through her tears. The familiar face came into view, unclear. It was misty, but it was an outline imprinted in her heart. It could be recognized at a glance.
Tears finally fell from her eyes, but when she stood up, her legs felt weak. She knelt down, hugged her grandma's legs, and cried bitterly, "Grandma!"
The homesickness and grievances that had accumulated in her heart for a year broke out at this moment. She cried for a long time without making a sound. Her throat seemed to be filled with something, which made her heart sore and painful.
Grandma Yuan couldn't stop crying either. She slowly knelt down and hugged Yuan Qingling, patting her back gently, "Okay, don't cry anymore, don't cry anymore."
How could Yuan Qingling stop crying? All the suffering he had experienced in the past year, and every tear he had not shed easily, seemed to have been vented at this time.
It was the old lady who spoke again, "Your grandma is not in good health and can't stay with you squatting like this. Get up quickly."
Only then did Yuan Qingling stop crying. She looked up and saw her grandma's face, but her tears still couldn't stop flowing down. She helped her up and asked her to sit down. She knelt down again and knelt for nine times. She was so tall that she was so distressed by the kowtow that she stretched out her hand to support her and said more loudly: "Okay, are you going to cry to death, grandma? This old bone of grandma can't stand the stimulation."
Yuan Qingling held her hand and wiped her tears with the other hand, crying and asking: "Why are you here? Why are you here? Am I dreaming again? Grandma, are you serious?"
Grandma Yuan wiped her tears tenderly. Yuan Qingling's words made the old lady feel very sad, especially when she said she must have been dreaming again. This was like a sharp sword inserted into her heart, which made her heartache. He was speechless for a long time and just wiped her tears blindly.
The old lady stood up with a smile and said, "Okay, you and your grandson and grandson will have a good time together first, and we will talk later."
Although Yuan Qingling didn't know the identity of the old lady, she had an intuition that the old lady must have helped her if she came, so she quickly stood up and saluted the old lady and said with a tearful voice: "Yuan Qingling, thank you so much for your kindness." Virtue!"
The old lady smiled at her and said, "No thanks, talk to your grandma."
After saying that, she and the old nanny walked out.
There was no one else in the room. Yuan Qingling held Grandma Yuan's hand and looked at it dreamily. She cried for a while and then laughed again. She felt as if she was flying on the clouds, which was extremely unreal.
After Grandma Yuan wiped away her tears, she asked her to sit down and asked seriously: "Is he good to you?"
Yuan Qing nodded hurriedly, "Okay, he is very good to me."
"Have you ever bullied you that you have no family or relatives?" When Grandma Yuan asked this, her eye circles were red again and she cried heavily.
After Yuan Qingling heard this, she cried again.
"Bullyed?" Grandma Yuan's voice suddenly became sullen.
"No, no," Yuan Qingling wiped her tears and felt that her eyes were so swollen that she could not open them. "He has never bullied me before. Ever since we got better, he has been 100% kind to me. You
rest assured."
Grandma Yuan felt relieved, but the hand holding her wrist suddenly trembled. She looked down at her wrist, and there was a scar on it. The wound had been scarred long ago, but the original owner had cut it.
Deep, after the injury healed, it left a very clear scar. Yuan Qingling used to wear a bracelet to cover it. Later, when he went to the mountain for treatment and found it inconvenient, he took off the bracelet. Today, he even forgot about it, so he revealed this
A scary scar.
Yuan Qingling hurriedly explained before grandma's tears fell again, "I didn't cut this. I had injuries on my wrist when I came here."
How can Grandma Yuan believe it? You know, she used to be a homebody. She didn't like to go anywhere except the research laboratory. She didn't know how to socialize, socialize, or do anything for others. She came here alone and raised her eyes.
How desperate must you feel if you have no relatives?
Thinking of what her granddaughter had suffered, the old lady's tears fell even more fiercely. Yuan Qingling couldn't persuade her, so she changed the subject and said, "Do you want to see your grandson-in-law? He will be here soon. Your eyes are swollen from crying."
, I can’t see clearly for a while carefully.”
The old lady stopped crying and said: "Come later? Tell grandma, is he really good to you? If he doesn't treat you well, I won't leave you to say goodbye to him, I will take you back directly and disappear."
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Yuan Qing Ling was startled, "Go back?"
The old lady looked at her, "You don't want to go back? Don't your parents want you? Don't you want to see them?"
Yuan Qingling could only dream of it, but going back would mean leaving the fifth child behind...
Seeing her grandma's scrutinizing eyes, she slowly lowered her head, "It's not that easy to go back, and we can't go back either."
"Since I can come, I can go back, and Dr. Lin will help us." The old lady said.
"Doctor Lin?"
"That's the one just now. I can come here to see you because of her help." The old lady held her hand and examined her face, "Tell grandma, are you unwilling to go back?"
Yuan Qingling looked at her grandma's longing eyes and felt a little pain in her heart, "No... I want to go back, even in my dreams, but now there are people here that I can't let go of, and I don't know if I can leave them behind."
He was crying again as he spoke.
The old lady stroked her hair and said kindly: "Silly boy, grandma is just asking you, now that you have a child here, how can you go back? Don't worry, your friend Mo Yi has been here, and she made it clear.
Your family is relieved about your situation."
I just can't see her, I still have regrets, and my heart can't completely let go.
The old lady didn't say the last sentence, but if she did, she would be even sadder.
Yuan Qing was lying on the old lady's shoulder. She still had an unreal feeling, and her heart was very numb. However, this numbness was also filled with a trace of ecstasy. She did not dare to think about the scene before her.
"When I meet your husband later, grandma will have to scare him and say that she will take you back. If he marries my granddaughter, he has to pass my eyes first... But does he know your identity?" The old lady hugged him.
The granddaughter asked, patting her on the shoulder.