After the cold beauty turned into a small milk cat

Inheritance of life

Hearing Lin Xingmo's address, Mr. Cheng laughed, "My good boy, you still remember me..."

He was already very old, with gray hair, wrinkled face, and much thinner figure than before, leaning on crutches, hunched back, and looking very old.

Lin Xingmo stared at him blankly, images related to the old man flashed in his mind.

At that time, the old man's hair was still gray, with silver threads mixed in the black hair, every time he saw him, he would smile, like now, looking at him lovingly.

"You always boil sugar water for me to eat."

Lin Xingmo murmured, "The sugar water you boiled is very delicious."

It was clearly a memory from when he was five years old, and the picture that was supposed to be blurry suddenly became clear.

Such a deep memory, the kindness and love he first received when he first came to this world, how could he easily forget it?

Listening to Lin Xingmo's words, Old Master Cheng's eyes became slightly moist and red.

"Yes, when you were young, you loved the sugar water made by your grandfather the most, taro sago dew, your favorite food, right?"

His eyes were moist, but there was a kind smile on his face.

Xu Yi, who was originally sitting on the edge of the bed, listened to their conversation. Although he was a little surprised, he still propped up his body and moved back to the wheelchair with difficulty.

He gave up the seat to Mr. Cheng, and then pulled a chair for him, "You sit."

"thank you."

Old Master Cheng moved his steps and sat down on the chair tremblingly.

Although Xu Yi didn't see Mr. Cheng, but when he saw Wu Liangyu who came in with him, he understood everything.

This Mr. Cheng is Master Ruan Qingqiu.

He and Lin Xingmo were old acquaintances, that's why he invited him and Lin Xingmo to meet at his house, not what he thought before, it was because Wu Liangyu was his student that...

Xu Yi met Wu Liangyu's eyes. The student who accompanied him didn't seem to know the relationship between his teacher and Lin Xingmo, and his eyes were full of surprise.

However, when meeting his gaze, Wu Liangyu's expression quickly became hostile again, and his gaze even fell on his legs as if nothing.

By now, Xu Yi was no longer afraid of this rival in love.

He was able to reach this position from scratch, so it was naturally impossible for him to collapse because of a strange look in someone else's eyes. There is only one Lin Xingmo in the world who can affect all his thoughts.

He met Wu Liangyu's gaze without hesitation, and smiled faintly. Even though he was sitting in a wheelchair, his aura was not inferior to Wu Liangyu who was standing there.

Then, he looked sideways at the young man on the hospital bed.

Lin Xingmo's face was still pale, but after Mr. Cheng appeared, his dull eyes finally recovered a little.

Xu Yi felt a little pain in his heart, he pressed his hand lightly, and said softly, "I'll go out for a while, you can catch up with Grandpa Cheng, okay?"

After reuniting after a long absence, Mr. Cheng probably has a lot to say to Lin Xingmo, and he also hopes that Mr. Cheng can have a good chat with Momo and let him know.

However, just as he let go of his hand, Lin Xingmo grabbed his palm violently.

Xu Yi was also taken aback by his sudden reaction. He looked up at Lin Xingmo, but Lin Xingmo only looked at him, his face as white as paper.

Seeing him like this, Xu Yi's heart ached. He held Lin Xingmo's hand again, and asked him softly, "You want me to stay, don't you?"

Lin Xingmo nodded.

Xu Yi curled his mouth and revealed a gentle smile, "Then I'll stay with you here, Grandpa Cheng..."

He looked at Mr. Cheng, who had been looking at them all the time, and said, "Have we met before? I think you look familiar."

Old Master Cheng looked at him, thought for a while, and asked, "Are you from Jiancheng too?"

"Yes."

Xu Yi said, "I grew up in Jiancheng and moved to Xinghai City when I was in junior high school. Momo and I also met in Jiancheng. I was in elementary school and he was in kindergarten."

In front of the elders, Xu Yi acted like a well-behaved and obedient junior, which made Wu Liangyu who was standing behind them feel a toothache.

In the end, Mr. Cheng liked it very much.

He nodded, suddenly remembered something, and said pleasantly: "You seem to be called Xu Yi? Xu Yi... Are you Xiao Yi?"

Xu Yi nodded and said with a smile, "Grandma Lin really called me that at that time."

"That's right, she told me about you. She said that there was a child who played very well with Momo, and took Momo to eat at home every day at noon. It seemed that his name was Xiaoyi."

Hearing Mr. Cheng talking about the past, for some reason, Lin Xingmo felt that his heart didn't hurt as much as before, even though he was talking about grandma.

He recalled grandma's kind and kind smile, and tried to imagine her expression when she said this.

"Well, it's him." Lin Xingmo said, "I often went to his house for dinner when I was young."

Old Master Cheng was delighted when he heard it. He never thought that coming to visit would bring him unexpected joy.

Wu Liangyu, who came with him, was completely speechless. Looking at Lin Xingmo's haggard appearance, he also felt distressed, and secretly complained that Xu Yi couldn't take care of others, but...

Seeing Lin Xingmo holding Xu Yi's hand tightly, he also felt his dependence on Xu Yi.

At this moment, Old Master Cheng turned his head and said to him: "Liangyu, I want to have a conversation with Momo and Xiaoyi. If you have something to do, go and do it first."

Wu Liangyu opened his mouth, but in the end he could only shut it.

Yeah, what is he doing here?He's a young man, and he's still old with Mr. Cheng, so he can't get in the way at all, and it's only embarrassing to stay here.

"Okay, teacher, then I'll wait for you outside." Wu Liangyu finally left the ward, leaving space for the three of them.

After Wu Liangyu left, Mr. Cheng looked at Lin Xingmo, looked at his sickly face, and frowned, showing distress and intolerance on his face.

"Momo, after so many years, haven't you come out yet?"

Lin Xingmo frowned when he heard his words, and tears rolled down uncontrollably again.

"Ouch, don't cry, don't cry..."

Old Master Cheng tremblingly raised his hand to wipe away his tears, "Your eyes...you really look like her."

"You were the one she loved the most during her lifetime, and you were the one she was most worried about. If she knew that after so many years, you are still crying for her, how heartbroken would she be?"

Lin Xingmo bit his lip, but still couldn't control the turbulent tears. He said in a hoarse voice, "It was me, it was me who caused grandma to be hit by a car."

"nonsense!"

Mr. Cheng said excitedly, "When Mr. Yu went back to pick up the shoes, the light was still green. It was all his fault for the truck driver to drink and drive!"

Lin Xingmo didn't know the details of the car accident. It had been 20 years, and he was in the same situation before.

However, even after hearing this, he still couldn't let go.

"If my shoes hadn't fallen off, if grandma hadn't gone back to pick them up for me..."

He closed his eyes, feeling the scenes replaying in his mind, making him unable to speak any more.

"Son, your grandma didn't blame you."

Old Master Cheng grabbed Lin Xingmo's hand and said with red eyes, "I saw her for the last time. Before she left, she was still calling Momo. She wants you to live well and live happily."

"You were so young at the time, I thought you wouldn't remember this. If I knew you had remembered for so many years, I should have found you earlier."

"Son, it's really not your fault."

Lin Xingmo stared blankly at the old man. After a long time, he murmured: "Grandma...do you really not blame me?"

"Yes, she didn't blame you."

Mr. Cheng said firmly, "You have to come out and live a good life."

"You are the continuation of her life, and you still have decades to live. You have to replace her, and use the eyes she passed on to you to seriously look at this beautiful world she loves."

"Isn't that the inheritance of life?"

Seeing the old man's solemn expression, Lin Xingmo slowly listened to the words.

There was a little light in his eyes again, but...

"Grandpa Cheng, I miss her so much...I really want to hear her voice again, I really want to hear her call my name again..."

Tears rolled down his cheeks.

"But, I can't hear it anymore..."