Qiao Yi sat aside and listened quietly.

The old lady was always looking into the distance, as if everything that happened in the past was being staged again in the distance.

However, memory is a very peculiar thing. It cannot be transferred by people's will, only thinking of good or bad.

The good and the bad are always remembered together.

As the old lady spoke, her eyes turned red, and her speech speed gradually slowed down until she choked up...

"His mother died in front of him on his fourth birthday."

This sentence caused Qiao Yi to feel strongly uncomfortable. Almost at the same time as the old lady spoke, she asked, "What does it mean to die in front of him?"

This is completely different from what Cheng Ye told her. Didn't Jiang You die in a car accident?

There was a moment of confusion on the old lady's expression.

"I don't know exactly what happened. At that time, I had been living in a nursing home because of my health. They kept it from me because they were afraid that I would not be able to bear the blow. By the time I found out, Xiao You had already been buried. All I know is, The person who first found Xiaoyou's body was Xiaoting."

Joe was taken aback.

What is the concept of a 4-year-old child being the first to find his mother's body? She had no father or mother since she was a child, so she couldn't understand He Yunting's feelings at that time, but she thought about it for a while, if one day, she saw the body of the dean's mother, she thought, she would go crazy.

It is nothing more than heart-piercing and heart-piercing.

At this moment, Qiao Yi didn't know how to describe her distress, she really wanted to hug He Yunting and kiss him.

"Since then, Xiao Ting has been ill. He is very ill. As his grandmother, I can't do anything. Child, can you feel the pain?"

The old lady's hoarse voice was like a carving knife, and each knife was carved on Qiao Yi's heart. She held back her tears so that she didn't let herself cry. She just nodded desperately, I understand, I understand the pain.

The old lady did not mention what disease He Yunting had, but said vicissitudes: "I thought he would never get better in this life, I thought he would carry the scars of his childhood in this life, but I didn't expect that just the day before yesterday , he told me that he was fine because he had you."

Qiao Yi's heart was tightly gripped by the old lady's words.

"He said that he loves you, that every day with you, his world is bright, and he can finally get rid of the darkness and live in the sunshine.

He said, you are the light that illuminates his life, and he doesn't want anyone but you.

He wants to ask my permission.

Son, I want to ask you today, do you love him? "

Qiao Yi was almost stopped by the old lady's question.

She was silent for a moment and instantly came back to her senses, nodded like a pounding garlic, "Love, I love, I love him, I will help him heal the wound in his heart. I will light up his world, grandma, I want to be with him Together."

A satisfied look appeared on the old lady's face, she reached out and stroked Qiao Yi's hair, her love was beyond words.

"Good boy, as soon as grandma sees you, she feels that she is destined for you, and you saved our Xiaoyu, which means that she is destined for our He family.

Grandma is very relieved that Xiao Ting has you.

only……"

The old lady gave a slight pause to the hand that was stroking her hair. Inexplicably, Qiao Yi's heart suddenly stopped. She couldn't understand the old lady's expression. She smiled but it seemed that something was hidden behind her eyes. Then, she heard the old lady ask.

"Since you love our little Ting so much, why did you lie to him? Girl."

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