I want to be friends with the hero

Chapter 155 Grandmother
"Sorry for the sudden visit." Shen Yun's posture was humble.

Yang Man saw that her small face was covered with dust, and even her slender eyelashes became gray.On the face, arms, calves, in short, the exposed skin is densely packed with scars of various sizes cut by gravel.

The blood was stained on the dress, but she didn't care, and she straightened her messy and gritty hair as she walked.

Although she was in a mess, her behavior was not affected at all, she was so elegant and decent that people actively ignored the filth all over her body.

After greeting the two of them respectfully, she obediently stated her intentions: "I came here this time to visit an old friend, so please forgive me, as a convenience."

She came on a whim and came in a hurry, so naturally she didn't write the application.

Although interstellar has interstellar rules, dream interpretation also has rules for release.

But her desire to see that person is urgent, so the action does not allow her to stay, and today she must see that person no matter what.

Even if it’s a forced break.

Although her movements are sloppy, her expression is as determined as she meets mountains, splits mountains, and fills seas when she meets seas.

Seeing through her thoughts, Xianghe breathed heavily from his nostrils: "Why do you still want to move your muscles and bones? Brats don't have the ability to do that, just you?"

His vicious words made the eagerness in Shen Yun's eyes even deeper. She didn't feel the embarrassment of being punctured, or the jumping feet of being stepped on by someone's tail.

"You can give it a try." He grandly revealed his truest thoughts.

The old lady's original words emerged in Yang Man's mind: "...If she can survive to the end, then please bring her to see me."

Her delicate and elegant eyebrows turned, and the focus fell on Shen Yun's rosy face: "There are not so many rules in Shi Meng, she is waiting for you, come with me."

As he spoke, he glared at Xiang He, and immediately swallowed his words back, turning his head away angrily.

The winding path became more and more deviated, and finally the two stopped in front of a wooden house.

"It's here, go in by yourself." Yang Man pointed to the direction and said to her.

"Thank you."

"Boom..." The door was not closed tightly, and as soon as Shen Yun touched the old facade, it made a heavy and hoarse sound of separation.

Shen Yun stepped into the door, and the flowers and trees beside the fence were only bare branches, and only a few dwarf wintersweet trees were blooming with yellow flower buds on their branches.

Although the buds are small, they have a long-lasting fragrance, and the fragrance permeates the whole yard. The taste is fresh and elegant, neither sweet nor light, all in all just right.

The old lady naturally also heard the noise in the yard, her wrinkled hands fell heavily on the doorknob, her face was resolute and determined.

She pushed open the door, and Shen Yunting's figure came into her eyes, and she said emotionally: "Come in, it's cold outside."

A look of concern and affection fell into Shen Yun's eyes, and their eyes met, and the two looked at each other up and down.

The old lady was dressed in plain clothes. Although her body was thin, she could easily feel the stubbornness emanating from her bones. At this time, tears were shining in her eyes, and her toes were moving slightly.

Seeing this, Shen Yun quickly stepped forward to support her arm: "Grandmother."

"Xiaoyun has grown up so much, and she has also grown taller." As she spoke, she gestured to Shen Yun's previous height with her hands.

Her fingers helped tidy up the messy hair. The moment her fingertips touched Shen Yun, Shen Yun trembled all over. She felt the old man's secret trembling and heavy yearning.

"It's okay, it's just a minor injury and it will be fine in a few days." She calmed the old man's worries with a relaxed and bright voice.

Seeing her blooming smile, the old man's heart softened so much that he dragged her into the room, turned around and searched for a while.

The material of the book wall is ordinary, because of the long-term use, the originally smooth wooden boards become slightly curved;

The table was mottled with black spots and oil stains, and the thin checkered bedding on the wooden bed was a bit cold to the touch.

Her mind couldn't help but piece together the old man's cold and simple daily life, and her nose was slightly sour: "What are you looking for?"

"I remember putting it on this board, why can't I find it today?" She muttered softly, "Girls, you should pay attention to your image and take care of your hair."

Shen Yun forced her to sit on the wooden bed, and she squatted on the ground with her head resting on the old man's legs and acted like a baby: "Why do you pay so much attention to grandma?"

"Kekekeke~" the old man smiled happily, no longer obsessed with looking for the comb, and gently stroked her soft and thick long hair.

Soft, dense and thick, it feels very good to the touch, very much like her appearance when she was young.

That is her symbol and the focus of everyone's eyes, but now that she is old, her hair has turned white and lost its luster.

Feeling it, she felt a little disappointed, and the joy of reuniting after a long absence was also diluted a lot. She looked at the top of Shen Yun's head in a trance, full of words but didn't know where to start.

After a moment of silence, Shen Yun couldn't help but look up at the old man.

Her body was weak, with a lingering sickness, she hesitated for a while, and asked: "Why did the emperor go away?"

Hearing this, the old man closed his eyes tiredly, and the seemingly invisible sadness emanated from her body, floating in the air.

After weighing it over and over again, she decided to tell her a small part, as for the rest, now is not the time.

"I can only tell you that he left because of a prophecy. Rather than making the Meow Galaxy to a higher level, he chose to solve the hidden dangers predicted by the prophecy." When she spoke, her expression became proud and proud, as if she was saying something Like a great achievement.

A more important prophecy than the future of the Meow Galaxy, or a prophecy related to the future development of the Meow Galaxy.

Let the emperor choose to leave without saying goodbye.

The cold wind blew in from the edge of the window, blowing on Shen Yun's pensive face, the black hair covered her eyes, and stuck to her dry lips.

The old man rested his weary palm on her shoulder: "If... you don't want to inherit the throne, you should stay as far away as possible."

Shen Yun looked at her in astonishment, was it an auditory hallucination?These words came from the mouth of the grandmother.

"People change, don't they?" Her lips, as thin as willow leaves, were tightly pressed into a straight line, and the expressions of guilt and remorse alternated in her eyes.

"If I hadn't held grudges because of my husband's betrayal back then, your father wouldn't have been weighed down by the burden of hatred." Her twitching nerves meant that she hadn't let go of the past.

Shen Yun hugged her thin body in his arms, patted her vest and comforted her: "It's all over, father knows your suffering, and has never resented you."

The old man shook his head, frowned, and his bitter voice trembled constantly: "I let them go far away, otherwise your brother would not have gone away at a young age and his whereabouts are unknown."

Speaking of this, the old man hugged Shen Yun violently emotionally, guilt, heartache, ruthlessness and other emotions intertwined, causing her whole face to become a little ferocious and distorted.

Looking at the side face in the mirror, Shen Yun's hand on the old man's back slowly slipped, and the cold wind spread into her blood through the lines of the skin.

"The luster of the prophecy pool is getting darker and darker. Fourth Uncle hopes that you can go back and take charge of the overall situation."

The old man wiped away his tears, took a deep breath to calm down his emotions, and didn't notice Shen Yun's indifference when he was too busy to take care of himself.

"It's time to go back, the throne of the Meow galaxy must not be stained with dirty blood, absolutely not!" The stern voice wrapped her anger.

(End of this chapter)