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Zhaobai went back to the bedroom and changed into something more casual.

"Sister Lingling, it's fine."

Ye Ling glanced at him, "Let's go."

The two left the villa and walked on the road in the community.

Ye Ling looked down at his phone and swiped the screen from time to time.

Zhaobai asked: "Sister Lingling, where are we going now?"

"Kunshi. I have bought the high-speed rail ticket. It will take about two hours."

When I got to the roadside, I hailed a taxi and went straight to the high-speed rail station.

After getting on the high-speed train, Ye Ling put on his Bluetooth headphones, tilted his head and looked out the window.

Zhaobai took out a book from his backpack and started reading.

Not long after, Ye Ling's voice came from the side, "An old man will get on the bus later. He is the clay figurine we are looking for this time."

"He's going to Kunming too?"

"Yes."

"Does he have an unfulfilled wish?"

"You can say that."

Ye Ling turned her head and her eyes fell on a fashionably dressed old woman not far away. "That's his wife."

Zhaobai thought that his grandfather was quite affectionate, and he would still want to see his wife even after he died. "How long has the old man been dead?"

"Five years."

As soon as Ye Ling finished speaking, a middle-aged man in a suit and leather shoes sat next to the old woman and handed her the hot water bottle. "Sister Zhi, is this the honey ginger syrup I made for you?"

The old woman reached out and took it, smiling happily.

"Don't call me Zhimei. I'm 20 years older than you. It's embarrassing for you to call me that in public." He lightly hit the man with his fist.

The man took her hand.

Looking at her affectionately, "In my eyes, you will always be 18 years old."

The old woman blushed with embarrassment.

Their voices were not quiet, and many people heard them.

Some people whispered, and they all fell into the ears of Ye Ling and Zhaobai.

Passenger [-]: Baby, look at the age difference between the two of them. Could it be true love?So envious!It would be great if we could be as close to each other as they are when we get older.

The girlfriend smiled and said, "I don't like whether it's true love or not, but it's not hard to tell that the old lady is rich."

Passenger [-]: "I just took the photo. I'll send the shark up later. I think it will become popular."

Passenger Si rolled his eyes, "You are already quite old, and you are still flirting in public. It's shameless."

Zhaobai looked away from the old woman, came closer and asked, "Sister Lingling, what will the old man do when he comes up later and sees this scene?" He was quite worried.

"discuss later."

"Oh."

time flies.

Ye Ling was about to fall asleep.

Zhaobai would look at the old woman from time to time and pay attention to their conversation.

At first, the man greeted the old woman with all kinds of greetings. After about half an hour, the man suddenly asked: "Mei Zhi, what do you think of me?"

"You... are very good." The old woman said with a red face.

"Then let's get the certificate after we go back this time, okay?"

"So fast?"

"If you don't act quickly, I'm afraid you will be snatched away by others." The man held the old woman's hand and said seriously.

The old woman didn't agree immediately, but said, "I'll think about it."

The man seemed a little surprised, "Are those two days enough? I only took two days off this time, and I will go back as soon as the vacation comes. If you agree to marry me, then I will resign immediately and stay with you for the rest of my life. Be here to wash your hands and make soup for you."

"What if this grandma doesn't agree?" the girl sitting in the back row couldn't help but ask.

The man was stunned.

The old woman also immediately asked: "What if I don't agree with you?"

The man smiled good-naturedly and said, "If you don't agree, it must be something I didn't do well. You tell me and I will correct it."

The old lady is very satisfied with your answer, "Okay, I will give you an answer within two days."

The girl asked again, "Grandma, how long have you known this uncle?"

The old woman said embarrassedly: "We have been dating online for a year, and today is the second day of dating."

As soon as she said this, many people in the carriage looked over.

The high-speed train slowly stopped.

Someone gets out of the car.

Someone gets in the car.

Ye Ling, whose eyes were closed, opened them and looked towards the entrance of the car door ahead.

Zhaobai also looked over.

Under the gaze of the two people, a white-haired old man came up holding a bouquet of flowers.As he got closer, Ye Ling smelled a faint earthy smell in the air.

Zhaobai said: "Sister Lingling, look at where he walked."

Ye Ling saw that where the old man walked, the footprints left behind were wet and stained with sand.

The old man was about to sit down in his seat when he suddenly turned his head.

Zhaobai thought the old man had discovered them.

The old man did not look at them, but focused his gaze on the old woman's face.

At this time, the old woman was smiling, leaning against the man, holding hands.

The old man froze on the spot.

The high-speed train started moving and the old man almost fell down.

Zhaobai whispered: "I thought he knew that his wife was in the car, but now it seems that he doesn't know. Sister Lingling, what should we do now? Should we..."

"It's okay." Ye Ling said.

Only then did Zhaobai feel relieved.

The old man stood in the aisle like this for a long, long time.

The old woman seemed to notice someone looking at her and looked up.

The moment their eyes met, the old man looked like he was about to cry.

"Zhimei, what are you looking at?" The man looked up and after seeing the old man, he asked nervously: "Do you know him?"

The old woman always felt that the old man gave her a very familiar feeling, but she had never seen this face before, which was really strange. "No, I don't know."

The man got up and walked over.

Zhaobai: "Is everything going to be okay?"

"will not."

The man came to the old man and asked, "Is something wrong?"

The old man didn't even look at him, pushed the man away and walked straight towards his wife.

He came to his wife and gave him the bouquet of red roses in his hand.

"Given it to me?" the old woman asked in surprise.

"Yeah." He smiled.

The old woman was about to reach out and take it, but was stopped by the man who came back, "This is my girlfriend." He pushed the old man away and declared his sovereignty.

The old man handed over the flowers again.

The old woman asked: "Why did you give me flowers? Do we... know each other?" She was wondering if she had met her before, but she had forgotten.

The old man didn't answer, his eyes were affectionate.

Passengers looked over one after another.

"Wow! So exciting."

"It makes two men jealous of her. Auntie is more attractive than many young girls. I'm jealous!"

The old woman finally accepted the flower.

Said, "Thank you."

The man on the side looked unhappy.

The old man looked at his wife and asked, "Do you like him?"

The old woman nodded.

The old man said nothing and turned back to his seat.

What a strange man, Auntie thought to herself.

It's just... She clutched her chest. Why was this place so stuffy?

(This chapter will be [-] words later!)