Drama spirit, that's right.

"You don't have to worry about her, and you don't have to pay attention to Meng Chaojun. The key to my room is in my grandfather's, let him bring it to you, in the third drawer of the wardrobe in the room, there is a kraft book, you can take it out and look at it. ”

"What is written in a leather book?"

Jiang Xiao asked curiously.

Why did you deliberately let her go to see that cowhide book?

"There are a couple of photos of me from the past. ”

Burst.

Is this specifically for her to see his photos?

She thought it was something particularly important.

"What's so nice about that!"

"That notebook is also my diary, giving you a chance to get to know me better. ”

Diary?

He even writes a diary?

Saying this, Jiang Xiao was really curious.

However, she hasn't told him about Meng Chaojun yet. "Brother in the past, my uncle was sent to the hospital just now. He had a headache, dizziness, chest tightness, and some nausea, so he asked Dr. Lu to check on him, and Dr. Lu recommended that he be sent to the hospital. ”

After saying this, Meng Qiannian suddenly fell silent.

Jiang Xiao held the microphone and didn't urge him to speak, waiting for him.

After a while, Meng Xinian's voice came again, but it sounded steady, "Then you are left alone now?"

"Yes. ”

"More comfortable, huh. You don't care about anything, go upstairs. Are you not going back to school at this night?"

"Grandpa asked me to stay here for the weekend," Jiang Xiao said, "Also, he had to let me buy a lot of things, curtains, dressers, and floral quilt sheets or something, ready to give your room a big change." I guess it's about to be delivered, and I can't refuse it. ”

Meng Qiannian heard her say this, and suddenly he wanted to return to the capital and return to the Meng family, which he hadn't set foot in for several years.

A few years later, the house once again made him feel the urge to return.

Because of her, the coldness and sharp scars in those memories suddenly became indifferent.

"The old man is clever in this. He said in a low voice.

Only he could instantly understand Meng Lao's plan.

The old man must have known that this was the only way to make him want to return home.

With Jiang Xiaoxiao at home, his room became his and hers' room, and that home was soft and warm to him again.

Hearing this, Jiang Xiao also reacted to Meng Lao's thoughts.

While she couldn't cry or laugh, she also felt sad for the grandparents.

"Then I'm really welcome, going to your room?" she said in a playful tone.

"Xiaoxiao, do you really want to live there?" Meng asked in the past.

Jiang Xiao thought of Meng Lao's words and asked rhetorically, "Do you know why grandpa always wants to guard this old mansion?"

"I don't know, and I don't want to know. ”

In the past, Old Man Meng wanted to tell him, but he didn't want to listen.

He always thought that what the old man wanted to say was nothing more than that it was also his mother's home for many years, and he wanted to tell him which flowers she had planted, and that the cobblestone walking path was paved little by little with the stones she had picked up herself.

What does he listen to those?

The more I listened, the more I felt that those were just a mirror of the passing years.

I can't catch it if I want to.

There has been another woman trampling.

Jiang Xiao said: "I'll write to you and tell you." But I want to stay, can I?"

“...... There's nothing you can't do as long as you want to. Meng sighed.

Someone outside shouted a report.

Jiang Xiao didn't adapt for a while, and was stunned for a moment. Unexpectedly, Meng heard it on the other end of the phone. "The guard standing guard should be someone who wants to send something over, and he wants to ask for instructions on whether to let him go. ”