Chapter: 4693

The old man took a deep breath and waved.

Uncle gritted his teeth reluctantly, and warned Ning Yue

"Don't be too whimsical. What the old man said in a while will be confused. We won't recognize you."

Ning Yue frowned slightly, she still didn't understand what these words meant.

But soon, she will understand.

The uncle went out with the other two and closed the door fiercely.

The only sound left in the ward was the sound of instruments.

Ning Yue looked at the old man lying on the bed with complicated eyes.

His face was a little dark and heavy, and he looked like an old man who was dying of illness.

The grandfather who often carried her on his shoulders seemed to have broken his spine all of a sudden.

She suddenly thought that when she heard that the old man was going to marry her to Nian Dafu, she cried, made noise and acted like a baby.

But it didn't work.

The old man is determined, she will be hungry if she doesn't eat, thirsty if she doesn't drink water, and locked up if she wants to escape.

Just staring at her and Nian Dafu to get the certificate, he let her go.

Ning Yue will remember clearly the indifference and changes during that period of time in her life.

The person on the bed shook his eyes and took a deep breath.

"Yue'er, do you still hate me?"

His voice was old, weak, and without energy.

Ning Yue pursed her lips, calmly tensed her face

"If it's you, can you not hate it?"

The old man's eyes dimmed for a moment, and his breathing speed increased for a moment.

He looked at her slowly, his eyes were complicated and cloudy

"I'm sorry, Yue'er, Grandpa is sorry."

do not know why.

Just such a sentence, but like a thick sponge soaked in water, it swelled rapidly, and it was blocked in her heart in an instant, and all the space was occupied by sadness.

It made her feel heart-rending, but she couldn't cry out the pain.

If Fu Yechuan hadn't told her about that, maybe she was crying out of grievance now, and maybe she could forgive all the grievances and resentments before.

She had planned that when the old man left, she would be free.

The only thing that can hold her back is this blood relationship.

If the blood relationship is gone, she is like a kite with a broken string, hanging on a tree, fluttering.