The live fortune telling is so accurate that the whole network is waiting to watch.

After hanging up the phone, the man turned around and saw Grandpa Xu standing in front of the nurse's desk, asking for the ward number.

He was stunned for a moment, thinking he was being blinded.

It wasn't until Grandpa Xu saw him and walked over quickly that he asked in surprise: "Dad, why are you here? And your legs and feet...how can you suddenly walk?"

Grandpa Xu didn't have time to explain too much, so he just asked: "Where is your mother? Is she in this ward?"

The youngest son nodded and wanted to ask again. The old father patted his shoulder: "Son, you have worked hard during this period. I will accompany you tonight. You can go back and rest."

"Don't ask anything, go back and rest. Tonight, your mother and I will have a good night together. We old couple haven't seen each other for many years."

After sending his son away, Grandpa Xu opened the door of the ward and finally saw his wife.

My wife on the hospital bed was as thin as a stick due to the torture of the disease. There were tubes inserted into the nostrils, and the mouth was slightly open, breathing in vain.

Grandpa Xu held his wife's hand, feeling so distressed that he burst into tears: "Honey, why are you so thin?"

Her hands were like withered branches, shriveled and rough. No matter how he rubbed them, there was no warmth at all.

And the sparse and gray hair was scattered messily on the pillow, like dead grass that had been crushed in winter.

It was obvious that back then, she had cloud-like hair on her temples, which was dark and smooth and fascinated him. Why were you tortured like this?

Muddy tears fell on the old woman's face.

The old woman opened her eyes with difficulty, and when she saw the familiar face and heard his voice, her originally cloudy eyes instantly became clear.

"Old man, why did you come here! I... miss you..."

She sobbed and cried, as if she had returned to the posture of a young woman.

Grandpa Xu touched her old face, kissed her again and again, and comforted her:

"Don't cry, be good. The old man is here to stay with you. I will always stay with you. We will never be separated again."

The old woman weakly raised her hand and rubbed his cheek.

Perhaps it was a flashback, or maybe it was seeing the person he cared about so much that relieved his depression, which made the dying old man's consciousness become much clearer at this moment.

She touched his old face with grooves and said, "How come you are older than you look in the video? I am also old and ugly."

Grandpa Xu hurriedly said: "Who said you are ugly? You are the most beautiful. Look at your small face, it is still the oval face of the past, it has not changed at all."

"Do you still remember that I have an oval face? Do you still remember what I looked like back then?"

"How can I forget that? Your eyes are watery, and when you smile, you also have two pear dimples, which are so beautiful! You used to love beauty and always had long hair. I also bought you a red headband, and you wear it It has been there for many years, and even though it has faded, you are reluctant to throw it away. You say it is your favorite thing.”

The old woman fumbled and took out the faded red headband from the pillow.

Grandpa Xu was surprised: "Are you still hiding it? I don't know. You thought I didn't buy you any other gifts."

The old woman had tears in her eyes and said with a smile: "It's different. You gave this to me on my wedding day. I was poor before and it was hard to have a full meal, but you still remembered to buy me a hair tie. I knew that I would never be like this in this life." Right."

"Old man, can you tie my hair again? Just like you did back then."

"well!"

There was no comb, so Grandpa Xu slowly combed her hair with his hands.

That gray and sparse hair, that red headband, never faded in his eyes.

The red headband tied in the hair is tied to a lifetime of time, a lifetime of companionship, and undying emotions until death.

What is love.

Love has never been a pile of luxurious words, nor does it need to be embellished with vows of eternal love.

Love is the original intention that remains unchanged even if the lust ebbs and the blue dyes the snow.

Love is the red-headed rope that remains unfading over the long years, after undergoing the baptism of daily necessities, life, old age, illness and death.

"Old man, I'm sleepy."

"Go to sleep if you feel sleepy."

"Old man, we will still be together in the next life."

"Okay, I'll come find you in the next life!"

The old woman closed her eyes peacefully and closed the past of her life.

Grandpa Xu helped her press the quilt, patted her chest gently, and murmured softly:

"Sleep, sleep, my beloved girl. You have to walk slowly and wait for me..."

He leaned against her hospital bed and slowly fell asleep.

The talisman paper in his pocket turned into ashes, burning out the last part of Grandpa Xu's life.

Once health is gone, it is difficult to recover it. Forcibly restoring it is an act against nature and requires the cost of the rest of your life...

After the fortune-telling, Pang Shengyong couldn't sleep well for two days in a row, always having nightmares.

For a while, he dreamed that he was dead, being whipped by ghosts and sent to hell;

After a while, I dreamed that I was paralyzed on the bed, screaming that the sky was not responding, and that the earth was not working.

This morning, after he woke up from another nightmare, he saw his son and daughter coming in to comfort him with concern.

He became furious and shouted: "Don't you just hope that I will die so that I can get my property? Don't even think about it, don't even think about it!"

His children were driven away by him, and he smashed everything in the house in anger.

In his excitement, his brain began to hurt again, as if to remind him that he had fallen into a dead-end situation.

He fell to the ground and swallowed several pills before the pain gradually disappeared.

An hour later, when he appeared at Jiangyue Villa, he had returned to his usual suit and tie appearance.

He didn't want to die, nor did he want to be paralyzed.

And Sang Feiwan is by far the most likely person to save him from this desperate situation.

Even if you visit in person, even if you have to be humble, no matter how high the price is.

He also admitted it.

After ringing the doorbell for a while, the door finally opened.

A white-haired old man wearing security uniform walked out.

"Go back, my master won't see you."

Pang Shengyong's assistant hurriedly handed over two good cigarettes: "Help me, let Mr. Pang go in and meet."

The locust tree demon pushed it away: "I hate cigarettes the most, take them away."

Pang Shengyong knew that he probably didn't smoke, so he handed over other bribes.

But whether it was cash, goldware, or expensive red wine, they were all rejected.

Pang Shengyong couldn't figure it out: "How much money can you make in a month as a security guard? I'll ask you to say good things to me so that I can get in, and I will give you money that you will never earn in your life. Why are you so accepting of death? ?”

The locust tree demon pointed at the iron door and said, "No matter how much money you spend, you can't get in through this door. But I can come in and out freely. Tell me, why do I need your things?"

After that, he closed the iron door heavily, leaving Pang Shengyong standing outside the door and being rejected.

Pang Shengyong made up his mind and waited from sunrise to sunset, and from night to dawn.

The assistant couldn't bear to see it and advised: "Mr. Pang, please go back. If you wait any longer, what will you do if you are exhausted?"

Pang Shengyong looked at the iron door and said, "If I really fell here, you wouldn't have to take me to the hospital. I don't believe it. She would ignore me if I died in front of her house."