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Chapter 229 Yaoyao: Children should talk less
Broken bridge in the suburbs of Beijing.

"Master, thank you."

Helping Gu Weiya out of the car, Ning Xi bowed down to thank the driver in the driving seat.

Watching the car go away, Ning Xi took a look around the surrounding environment.

On autumn nights, there is a cool breeze blowing on people's bodies, which is strangely cool.

Borrowing the light from the street lamp, Ning Xi supported Gu Weiya and walked towards the broken bridge not far away.

It is said to be a broken bridge, but it is not, but a complete bridge on the water.

It has a long history. It is said that the bridge was broken during the war and was later repaired.

To commemorate this period of history, it is named Broken Bridge.

The grandparents and grandchildren came slowly, walked up the steps, and went up step by step.

On the Broken Bridge, Ning Xi saw two people standing in the middle of the Broken Bridge, she knew the woman.

Wearing a black lace cheongsam and holding a black umbrella, Wuyao stood beside her a young man in military uniform, about seventeen or eighteen years old.

Ning Xi looked at Gu Weiya beside him, and asked in a soft voice: "Grandma, is that the person, the old friend you want to meet?"

Seeing that the old man whom he has been thinking about for more than [-] years is close at hand, Gu Weiya quickened his pace, only the sound of wind was in his ears.

Only the words and sentences of the past are circling, and the precious memories of the past are all in the mind.

Seeing such an anxious and excited grandma, at this moment, Ningxi finally understood Wu Yao's words, after all, she knew too little about grandma.

The broken bridge is very short, from the starting point to the middle position, according to the speed of normal people, it only takes 5 minutes to arrive.

But during this 5-minute journey, Gu Weiya walked for more than ten minutes.

Stopping in front of Fifth Yao, Gu Weiya smiled, "Thank you for bringing him to see me."

After talking with Fifth Yao, Gu Weiya looked at Deng Niandong very cautiously, more or less uneasy and apprehensive.

He still looks the same as when he left, while her blue hair has long been replaced by white hair, her face is old, and she is no longer what she used to be.

"Brother Niandong, I..."

"Sit down and talk." Fifth Yao's cold and charming voice fell, and with a sweep of her hand, an antique swing appeared out of thin air.

After setting everything up, Fifth Yao glanced at Ningxi, "Let's go."

After the two left, Gu Weiya looked at Deng Niandong with unconcealable and uncontrollable joy, "I thought I would never see you again in my life..."

After saying this, Gu Weiya immediately lowered his head to look at himself, and spoke again, his words were full of uneasiness.

"I'm sorry to see you like this. I should dress up and come see you again."

Gu Weiya looked up at Deng Niandong, his eyes were already wet.

Deng Niandong looked at Gu Weiya, stretched out his hand, "You are still the same, nothing has changed."

Looking at Deng Niandong's outstretched hand, Gu Weiya stretched out his hand tremblingly, trembling and uneasy.

Halfway through her hand, she saw her old hand and instinctively wanted to retract it.

Deng Niandong took her hand one step ahead of her, and a strange scene happened.

Gu Weiya, who was originally old and full of white hair, became younger at a speed visible to the naked eye, until she became what she looked like when she was 17 years old.

The difference is that standing in front of Deng Niandong, the 17-year-old Gu Weiya does not look like he is wearing a military uniform, nor does he look like he has short hair.

She was wearing a school uniform, with a blue top and a black skirt, with two braids, revealing a beautiful and smooth forehead.

Deng Niandong looked at Gu Weiya in front of him, smiled and showed his canine teeth, "You are so pretty."

The night was as cool as water, Deng Niandong and Gu Weiya were sitting on the swing rippling with the wind, it was as beautiful as a picture scroll.

far away.

Ningxi looked at Wu Wuyao, "It's not raining, your umbrella can be put away."

Fifth Yao didn't look at Ningxi, but replied in a cold voice: "Why do you think your grandma becomes younger, why do you think the swing can float in the air, why do you think you and your grandma can see Deng Niandong?"

"I know it's because of you. Are you so weak that you need an umbrella to maintain all this?"

"Children should talk less."

"..."

(End of this chapter)