"What happened next? What happened next? What happened to Nangong Ruiqi?" When my grandfather said this, he suddenly stopped talking. I was listening in interest and asked hurriedly.

"Of course I'm going back to Nangong's family."

"Ah? Are you going back now??" My grandfather's answer disappointed me: "Damn, can he tolerate his woman treating him like this? Is he a man??"

Grandpa's expression twisted for a moment, then he sighed softly: "What else? Go back to find her and tell her that he is her lover?"

"Of course! Otherwise..." I said excitedly and suddenly fell silent. That's right, what can I do if I go back? It has become like this. If you forget, you will forget. Even if you haven't forgotten, if you continue to torture each other, in the end

It will only cause more pain, why bother?

At this time, Helan Lingyu, who had been quietly serving as a backdrop, spoke. He frowned tightly and stared at his grandfather for a moment, with a terrifying and serious expression: "The protagonist of this story must be Zhiyan's biological child."

Parents?"

"What did you say?!" Before my grandpa could respond, I exclaimed. Only then did I think of the main characters in the story. All the scenes were quickly connected, and some fragments became clearer in my mind.

From the beginning, as an observer, I listened to this story as someone else's story. Even though there were so many familiar names in it, I still told myself that this was just a story.

In fact, I know better than anyone else that the story my grandfather told actually happened, and that Nangong Ruiqi must be my biological father, right?

Suddenly I couldn't help but laugh at myself, Xia Zhiyan, even now, you still like self-hypnosis so much.

The room suddenly fell into an eerie calm. No one spoke, and even breathing became cautious. Only the flame of the oil lamp danced happily under the lampshade, shattering the interlaced shadows.

I don’t know how long it took, but I raised my head and looked at my grandfather intently. I hesitated for a while, and finally said slowly: "So, it was my mother who sent me away back then, and you found me thirteen years ago. That second son

The rule that you must grow up with your mother's family is a lie, mother... she doesn't remember me at all, right?"

"...That's right." Grandpa's always cheerful face showed sadness for the first time. He pondered for a moment and then added: "That's not entirely true. Mingcheng told Nian'er that you were her lost daughter.

In fact, they still love you very much..."

"Stop talking! Grandpa, please stop talking!!" I covered my ears crazily, not wanting to hear any more. I don't believe you love me or remember my daughter! Kong Tong Mingcheng Na

The old man never regarded me as a human being from the beginning, but I have no right to be resentful. After all, it was my father who killed his biological daughter. I originally thought that really thinking could heal the pain in my heart, but now I realize that,
Chapter completed!