My Third Gentleman

Chapter 998 Their Love (3)

When Mu Jinchen walked into his grandfather's room, he was shocked by the scene before him for a long time. He seemed to feel that his existence would disturb this harmonious space.

The old man with gray hair, wearing a pair of reading glasses, sits down on the wicker chair beside the French window, with a thick photo album on his knees, and the morning light shines on his white hair, reflecting the golden color .

The old man wore a milky white linen Tang suit. He sat quietly, flipping the album on his knee gently with his fingers, as if memories flowed gently from between his fingers, as if every time a page was turned, everything in the past was just there. The old man's mind went through slowly like a movie.

The past events have passed. When the older people recall the past, those pasts are just like a play they watched, and the old man who remembers cannot control himself will often enter and play in his memories. , Because he poured all his feelings and all his self in his past experience. He grew up in the experience and grew old in the years. The time spent with his lover seems to be so beautiful and unreal. , The old man has told his children and grandchildren the story of him and his wife countless times, as if the wife has been there all the time, she just left for a while because of something and will return soon.

Mu Jinchen watched for a long time, and kept seeing the tears from the corners of the old man's eyes falling on the album, dripping on his thin hands that highlighted the blue veins...

Mu Jinchen yelled softly, "Grandpa——"

"Chen'er, are you back?" When Mu Baichuan saw Mu Jinchen, his old face immediately resembled a cosmos blooming in the autumn, smiling into a flower.

"Come, come here, come to Grandpa."

"Grandpa, do you miss grandma?" Mu Jinchen asked softly.

Mu Baichuan's old hand wiped the corner of his eyes, and looked at his grandson kindly, "It's not that she lives in my heart. Come, come over, take a look with me, or tell you about traditional weddings by the way. Although Lan'er is mainly in Zhang Luo, you have to know some of the details."

The old man's heart was like a mirror, and Mu Jinchen came back alone, so naturally he had something to ask him.

Xu is nearing his wedding with Wushuang. Su Rili's grandfather, who is like an old naughty boy, never shy away from showing affection in front of his children and grandchildren, telling his grandmother's past.

But he had never been so gloomy, crying silently, but he had never seen it before, and seeing Mu Jinchen felt a little distressed.

When Mu Jinchen walked to Mu Baichuan's side, Aunt Rong had already moved over and put down another rattan chair, and then left with a smile.

"My love with your grandmother, it is revolutionary love, indestructible. But she will always complain about me spitefully. When we got married, she didn't pay six salutes, so she simply married her. Even so and He Meimei’s life has passed, but in my heart, after all, I feel that I owe her. Some of the debts can be made up later, but some of the debts, after that time, will not be able to make up for a lifetime..."

Perhaps it was the marriage date between Mu Jinchen and Wushuang getting closer and closer, and Mu Baichuan was infected. He also recalled his plain but loyal love, and perhaps regretted it.

Mu Jinchen was a little fascinated by the old and nostalgic voice of his grandfather. A Wushuang figure appeared in her mind. She looked back and smiled and warmed his whole world. His Wushuang deserves the best, and can't leave a trace of it. regret.

(End of this chapter)