Chapter 1255: Missing (3)

Li Beicheng is happy to eat breakfast with his heart, because it is a breakfast he specially developed for Fluttershy, and although he hasn't made it in years, his craftsmanship has not regressed.

Now he can cook for his grandson and is in a very good mood!

And the two little buns ate the same taste as the breakfast made by grandma, remembered their family, and confirmed that he was their grandfather, and they also recognized him as their grandfather.

And Lan Yuyan was in a good mood because Li Beicheng started taking medicine, and his condition would improve. He wasn't going to die, and for the first time in years, he had gone out of the room and made her breakfast.

She felt that he was changing, and slowly he would be able to accept her love.

After breakfast, Li Beicheng took his two children to the study to paint, his usual life is painting, so it is a habit.

Bing Cube looked at the paintings piled up in the study, all of them were grandma, and he was very surprised, because there were too many.

And Sunshine smiled.

"Grandpa, do you miss grandma?"

Hearing the sunshine's words, Li Beicheng's hand holding the paintbrush paused. How could he not think of her, thinking about it every day, thinking about it all the time.

But he didn't want to face her like this, and she must hate him for the misunderstanding back then, right?

Seeing that he hadn't answered, Sunshine walked over to him.

"Grandpa, will you go back with us? My dad and uncle must miss you, and grandma, she makes the same breakfast every day as you do, and it's the only food she can cook. ”

Li Beicheng's eyes darkened a little, it turned out that she had also learned to cook his breakfast, could it be that she also thought about him?

Thinking of this, there was a faint pain in his heart, and his brows furrowed tightly.

The paintbrush in his hand is no longer obedient, and the three words of Blue Feather Butterfly are his weakness, as long as he mentions it, his heart will ache faintly.

But even though it hurts, he still paints a portrait of her every day, because he is afraid that he will forget what she looks like.

The more you miss it, the easier it is to forget what that person looks like.

The ice cube had already seen his abnormality, so he pushed the sunlight.

"Brother, let's learn to draw too."

Then he picked up the paintbrush and said to Li Beicheng with a smile.

"Grandpa, you teach us."

Bing Cube is a person who can observe words and feelings, seeing Grandpa's expression, knowing that he is uncomfortable, sometimes, adult things, they really don't understand at all.

I can see each other, but I choose not to see each other.

Something that could have been solved in one sentence, but chose not to say it.

So, they really don't understand the world of adults, so it's up to them to figure it out.

They drew pictures all morning, ice cubes and sunlight painted the starry sky from last night, because they thought it was beautiful and wanted to take it back and share it with Meimei.

The two looked at their paintings and thought they were really beautiful, so they carefully put them away, and when they left, they must take them back to An An to see.

Lan Yuyan had been lingering at the door, but she hadn't entered the study, for fear of disturbing him, and he was upset again.

She didn't knock on the door until lunch was ready.

"Brother Beicheng, are you hungry? It's time for lunch. ”

She pushed open the door and went in, and saw that he had painted another portrait of his sister, and a trace of loss slipped through her eyes. For so many years, he has always remembered the difference between his sister and her.

My sister had a mole right under her eye, and she didn't. In the past, when they were young, they couldn't tell the two sisters, and their parents used this mole to distinguish them.

(End of chapter)