The old man's hand was a little awkward, and his skin was as stiff and withered as the bark of an old tree.

But it still didn't let Jun Porcelain go.

She talked about the past, told her about how she grew up since she was a child, and also said why women dressed as men.

After hearing this, Grandma Chang sighed heavily: "...... It's a miserable child......"

She turned her head and looked at the ceiling, although her eyes were cloudy, there was still a different light coming out: "But grandma knows that Porcelain is a smart child......

This sentence made Jun Porcelain stunned.

She held Grandma Chang's hand trembling a little, and it took a long time to provoke a pale smile: "Grandma, let me tell you a story." ”

She began to talk about her past gradually.

This story should never have been told, but in the face of an old man who was about to die, Jun Ci felt that there was no need to hide it.

She tried her best to say it as simple and easy to understand, so that Grandma Chang, who didn't know interstellar knowledge, could also understand what story she was talking about, until the last sentence: "Later, this crown prince died, her soul was immortal, and she was resurrected in the body of a high school junior on Earth, occupying someone else's body, and still alive." ”

Grandma Chang's hands were shaking violently.

She looked at Jun Ci's gaze with indescribable love, "I know...... I know that Porcelain is an unusual child...... Wherever you are, you can have a chance. ”

She said slowly, wondering if she understood the story.

Jun Ci told Grandma Chang that it was just because this might be the only time he said it in his life.

It can be regarded as a decision, and from now on, there will only be this Jun porcelain of the earth.

Heavy breathing sounded, and Grandma Chang sighed: "Grandma...... Tired...... You shouldn't have come, delaying your time. ”

The old man gradually couldn't hold it anymore, her eyelids drooped, she was too tired and needed to rest.

But she was still breathing, but she was too tired to say much.

Every breath is like struggling on the line of death.

It's just that the moment he closed his eyes, the old man still said: "You are a miserable ...... Child, God will compensate you for your ......, be good...... Good ......."

The old man fell asleep temporarily, and Jun Ci knew that although Grandma Chang was not leaving now, it was not a few days.

Her eyes were red, but she didn't leave a tear after all.

It's not that she's indifferent and ruthless, she can be emotionally exposed to this point, even if she has real feelings.

What Grandma Chang gave her was a warmth she had never felt.

It is a great blessing that someone can still be so concerned about himself before he dies.

Maybe it's really as Grandma Chang said, in the previous life, she stood in a high position, but she didn't experience it, in this life, God compensated her in a different way.

It is not only relatives who represent the most precious family affection.

Grandma Chang is not like a relative, but more like a relative.

She put Grandma Chang's dry hand into the hospital bed, stood up, and walked towards the outside of the hospital room.

Chang Hexin was still sobbing lowly outside, the old man's body was not very good, and no one knew when he would go, so now that he was here, he couldn't stop crying when he thought about it.

She looked at Jun Ci with red and swollen eyes: "Have you finished talking to grandma?" ”