RuXiaoNan froze.
This is the second time he has asked himself something modern. The first time he asked her about her identity.
"What do you want to know?"
"Your grandfather was the man who adopted you. How did he die?"
This sentence is like a shady cover suddenly.
RuXiaoNan breathing suddenly increased.
Qing Mo Yan stared at her eyes seriously and refused to miss her expression.
"It’s … it’s illness." RuXiaoNan stammered his tongue like a knot.
Qing Moyan looked at her quietly. "Are you sure?"
"Well … seems to be …"
"What do you mean like?"
RuXiaoNan bit her lip as if she were going to cry.
Blue ink Yan pulled her to herself and let her crawl on her body.
RuXiaoNan forgot to feel awkward and lay there stiff like a piece of wood.
Qing Moyan gently stroked her back. "Don’t kid yourself and tell me the truth, okay?"
The truth?
RuXiaoNan looked up and looked at him with a small head.
Blue ink Yan, she is close at hand, and her blank expression is clearly reflected in black and white eyes.
"Did your grandfather really die of illness?"
RuXiaoNan eyes blinked.
She recalled suddenly receiving from her uncle that her grandfather had passed away in college.
At that time, she stayed there and even dropped her mobile phone on the ground without realizing it.
She left school on the same day. Although she had graduated, she had not officially left the school. She bought a ticket and drove back.
When she returned to town three days later, his uncle called and said that the funeral was over.
She came late.
When she got to the mountain, she saw the mourning hall, the memorial tablet and the black urn.
She didn’t care about the rest of her uncle’s family, so she rushed to hold the urn and insisted on playing.
In front of the crowd, someone stopped her from telling her that her grandfather was purifying the spirits of a family, but unfortunately he died two days after his illness came back.
She held the urn as if she were crazy, and whoever came to grab it from her would try her best to come and go, and everyone would not come forward again. She held the urn in her arms and cried in the corner.
Did grandpa die of illness?
She didn’t see it with her own eyes
"I don’t know. I didn’t see them tell me that he died of illness." Ru Xiaonan hugged the blue ink neck like a sudden awakening and cried. "They told me so, but I don’t believe it. I don’t believe it …"
Blue ink Yan didn’t expect her reaction to be so fierce that she got a fright.
He came to test the connection between her words and the mushroom source, but she was afraid to admit the truth until his words touched that one.
How can the old god stick die of illness!
RuXiaoNan threw herself on him, crying with tears all over her face. Fortunately, they washed her little face again and again in the pool, and finally he had to fish her out of the pool.
"If you cry again, the water in the pool will become salty."
RuXiaoNan buried her face on his shoulder and smoked.
Blue ink yan will be two people in the water to wipe the clothes wrapped her back to the dormitory.
RuXiaoNan didn’t raise her face until she lay in the quilt, and her tone was calm. "Do you want to know what happened later?"
Green ink Yan leng leng "don’t you have to investigate?"
"… or I won’t," she murmured.
Blue ink Yan cotton twisted her wet hair "say it if you want."
After crying, Ru Xiaonan felt that she was in a better mood. Before this incident, she always felt like there was a big stone on her chest.
Now this feeling has disappeared.
"I went to the house where my grandfather was entrusted to purify the ghosts, but when I found it, I found there was a room left."
Blue ink yan silently listening didn’t pick up the words.
He already knew about the funeral, and Mushroom told him everything.
Neither he nor the old mushroom source want to tell her the truth.
Ru Xiaonan looked at the empty green cat’s eyes full of fear. "I went into that room alone … blood walls and floor furniture everywhere … everywhere …"
Blue ink Yan stretched out his hand to cover her eyes, but she continued to narrate in a gentle tone.