Hot and seductive

People always have to go through life and death, and as a doctor, Ling Luo can see clearly.

She just shook her head and raised her hand to knock on the door.

Grandpa's rickety figure came out of the hall and asked in a hoarse voice: "Who is it?"

Ling Luo lowered his voice and said very obediently: "Grandpa, it's me!"

The door was opened from the inside, and Ling Luo saw at a glance the flower in the corner of the courtyard that had been destroyed last time. It bloomed extraordinarily luxuriantly today. Compared with the flower outside the courtyard, it looked extra vigorous.

Grandma’s favorite flower during her lifetime, Grandpa took good care of it.

After walking through the courtyard and entering the alley, the light was very dark, with only a small desk lamp turned on. Under the desk lamp, a yellowed book with a bookmark was lying quietly, telling the visitor what the owner was doing just now.

Grandpa poured two glasses of boiled water over and said, "This is all we have at home, so we'll make do with two sips."

Ling Luo and Chi Youxiao both accepted it politely.

Grandpa looked at Ling Luo carefully from under his reading glasses: "Your master is not here with me."

"I just sent him back to the Huo family's old house two days ago." Ling Luo smiled.

Grandpa thought she was here to arrest her master again.

Grandpa was stunned and nodded: "It seems that everything between you has been settled."

Ling Luo smiled and said nothing. She and her master were just having a little fight.

"Grandpa, I'm here to say goodbye to you."

Grandpa cast his eyes on Chi Youxiao, and felt a little clear in his heart. He smiled kindly and said, "It's rare that you still remember this bad old man like me. Go with peace of mind and don't have to worry about me."

I don’t know if it was because of the exaggeration of parting, but the atmosphere suddenly became a little subtle. The three of them became inarticulate, and even found it difficult to talk about their daily routine. The three of them sat quietly for a while, during which Grandpa also spoke. He brought many of his treasured delicacies to them.

Seeing that neither Ling Luo nor Chi Youxiao had any intention of disapproving, Grandpa's loving eyes became even brighter and his smile deepened: "You haven't eaten yet? I'll make it for you."

Ling Luo wanted to say no need to bother, but Chi Youxiao secretly held his hand down.

The old man had been looking forward to a lively meal for countless days and nights, and Chi Youxiao didn't want to spoil the old man's fun.

Ling Luo understood, and accompanied her grandpa in the kitchen, making only a few simple dishes, but everything was extremely delicious.

In Ling Luo's heart, this is the taste of home, the taste of childhood.

"Although it doesn't look very good, the taste should be good, and it's very hygienic. Try it." Grandpa looked at Chi Youxiao with a smile.

Chi Youxiao looked at the food on the table, not daring to say anything disappointing, so he just ate and cooked most of the food by himself.

His sudden contrast in behavior made Ling Luo want to laugh.

The weather is gradually getting cooler, and occasionally a gust of wind blows over, which still makes it a little cold.

She asked her grandpa to live in her small courtyard, which made her grandpa laugh: "I have lived here all my life, and you can't be cold to me."

Yes, it is not easy to ask my grandpa to leave the place where he has lived all his life and live a life of dependence with others.

So Ling Luo didn't say anything like that anymore. He just tidied up the yard before leaving and put up a curtain in front of the alley door so that it wouldn't blow in the wind.

Grandpa was sitting in front of the hall. He had long been accustomed to living in the dim light. He was filled with emotion as he watched the young people busy in front of him.

Getting older and becoming more emotional!

Ling Luo glanced in the direction of grandpa and said to Chi Youxiao: "I'm going to accompany grandpa." Chi Youxiao kept hammering nails: "Go ahead."

Seeing her jumping up and down happily, Chi Youxiao couldn't help but curl up the corner of his mouth.

Her joy and happiness seem to be quite simple.

Ling Luo and Grandpa were sitting under the lamp, chatting and laughing. The scene was very similar to some scenes in TV series. For a moment, Chi Youxiao was stunned. These things can only be seen in A Luo. He has not known it since he was a child. Such behavior is not allowed.

Under the lights in the yard, mosquitoes were flying.

A gust of wind blew the flowers in the yard swaying.

Grandpa looked at the flowers in a daze, as if he saw his wife carefully caring for those flowers.

"Actually, your grandma doesn't know how to grow flowers, but she still cultivates them seriously. I don't know how many flowers have been raised to death. She just perseveres in raising them. It's not easy to raise them. They bloom only once a year, and the flowering period is so short. It's so breathtaking. Grandma threw the flowers out, but who knew that the one she threw out would bloom every year and last the longest."

Listening to his grandfather talking about those past events, Ling Luo suddenly didn't know what to say and could only quietly accompany the old man under the dim light.

Grandpa and Mr. Huo are actually similar. Every time he sees grandpa, Ling Luo always looks like Mr. Huo, so Ling Luo liked to run here when he was a child.

Sometimes it was to find Mr. Huo, and sometimes it was to find a sense of security. During those days when she had no parents, Mr. Huo and her grandfather filled all the vacancies for her.

A large part of the reason why she didn't go astray was from them.

"Aluo!" Grandpa called her.

"I'm here."

Ling Luo raised his head but met his grandfather's sad eyes, and was silent for a moment.

For some reason, Ling Luo read another emotion, not Grandma, it was something deep in his heart, which was regret and frustration.

"Go forward boldly and don't regret the choice you make. Every path will bear fruit."

On grandpa's old face, his brows wrinkled a little, then relaxed. He laughed, stood up and walked into the yard, moving the flowers to a place where there was no wind.

Ling Luo was lost in thought, and something in his heart was filled.

It turned out that grandpa knew everything, and he gave her the answer she wanted.

All her worries and hesitations suddenly disappeared.

When they were about to leave, grandpa sent them to the wall again. Under the dim light, all the emotions of separation were well concealed.

It was completely dark, and the people here went to bed early, so the lights when they came were gone, so they couldn't see anything. The way back was made even more difficult by the river wind.

There were no street lights, so the two of them could only take out their mobile phones and turn on the flashlights to shine on their feet.

Today's style is very strong, and the wind is mixed with the smell of river water, making every step more and more difficult.

After taking two steps, the world in front of him suddenly brightened up. Ling Luo looked up and saw that the big light in Grandpa's yard was on.

This lamp was installed by the government and had a high wattage, so my grandpa was never willing to turn it on.

He only turned on a desk lamp when he was alone reading. How could he let go of such a bright lamp.

Not long after, Ling Luo suddenly understood why he didn't turn it on, because the lights in the entire courtyard and alley were on, and the sleeping villagers seemed to have gotten the message and turned on the big lights in the courtyard, illuminating the way out of the village. The whole road.

"They are showing grandpa the way." Ling Luo said, lowering his eyes, a vague feeling of emotion and sadness welling up in his heart.