The president blushes when he flirts

Old man Xiang had three children. Except for his second uncle who was still alive, Xiang Wan had never heard of him having a younger uncle.

But now people are already in front of us, so believe it or not.

He also saw someone, probably because he didn't want to disturb the people who were still sleeping peacefully, so the old man took Xiang Wan downstairs.

In the elevator, the old and the young were speechless, and only when they sat down face to face did Xiang Wan cast out the doubts in his heart little by little.

"Who is little uncle? Why haven't I seen him?"

"Is this little uncle related to the second uncle?"

"Who is Second Uncle in your heart?"

"How should I face them?"

Questions, like a cannonball, don't think about it—or think too much, and the questions you want to ask have already taken root in your heart.

Immediately, Xiang Wan frowned. Obviously, he didn't realize that he had so many problems. He was about to explain immediately, but his grandfather raised his hand.

"It seems that you learned a lot from Yu Wen."

The old man was not surprised, but he was relieved.

"I've been hiding it from you all these years, I don't want to put you under pressure, I want you to relax, and use this reason to try to save my relationship with your second uncle, but maybe this is a mistake."

The old man lost his previous aura, and his voice trembled like a real old man.

It was also at this moment that Xiang Wan realized that the old man in front of him, who looked like his father, was his grandfather, an old man who was supposed to take care of him for the rest of his life.

Grandpa is old, he is really old.

Crutches used to be used for decoration, but now they are used to support the body.

An urgent sense of crisis unconsciously enveloped Xiang Wan, and from the vicissitudes of the old man's back, Xiang Wan felt an unconcealable sadness.

Before Xiang Wan could speak, the alarm bell installed in the room flashed red and issued a piercing alarm.

The old butler put down the tea he was preparing, nodded to the old man, and went straight into the elevator.

The old man didn't sit down, nor did he drink tea. He supported his body with a slender cane, and stood stubbornly waiting at the elevator door.

He showed neither anxiety nor concern.

It's as if this situation has happened many times, and it seems that I know the result in advance and wait for the finality of the matter calmly.

At this moment, Xiang Wan seemed a little unable to understand Grandpa, as if he understood everything.

He suddenly remembered that the old man was like this when he got his father's urn from the funeral home that day.

Later, the siren stopped, and the silence was such that only the occasional voices of people passing by outside could be heard.

Later, a hearse came outside the door, and the person hidden under the snow-white sheets was escorted down surrounded by medical staff.

Grandpa took one last look, without any hesitation, and never looked in the direction of the door again.

The room fell silent.

The old man seemed to be ten years old in an instant, he walked to the sofa and sat down, his hand trembling slightly while holding the teacup.

"grandfather……"

"Xiang Wan," the old man said to himself as if he didn't hear it, "Grandpa has lived for decades without anyone protecting him well. He has lived a beautiful life, but in the end he has nothing left."

The old man took a sip of the cold tea slowly and sighed: "Fortunately, I have a grandson like you, and fortunately someone can take care of you for me."

"Xiangwan sometimes you feel that people who treat you well may not treat you well. This world is real, but you need to see through how much hypocrisy lies beneath the real.

Now that someone has lifted the surface and displayed it, it is time to carefully judge whether it is true or false. "

It's been a long time since the old man babbled and calmly reasoned with him. Xiang Wan couldn't react for a while, opened his mouth, and raised his hand to caress grandpa's back.

But the unfamiliarity of the grandparents and grandchildren over the years is not so easy to unravel in an instant.

Xiang Wan hesitated for a moment and let go.

The old man sighed softly, straightened his back, and tried to make himself look radiant again and his eyes bright like he did on the battlefield.

"Xiang Wan, I disagree with you and Yu Wen because I don't want to repeat the same mistakes, and I don't want what happened to Xiang Yang to happen to you again."

"But he is different from Xiang Yi. He is gentle and upright. He handles the relationship between you carefully, values ​​you, protects you, loves you, and respects you. Your father must also want to see you living happily."