just in time

Yun Fang changed into a turtleneck sweater and came out of the bedroom, when Yi Chenliang asked, "When did Qi Huo leave?"

"When you were taking a shower." Yun Fang said.

Breakfast was the leftover dumplings from last night. They were still warm after steaming. The two of them sat down to eat.

"Will Qi Huo and Chang Ziqi really break up?" Yi Chenliang asked.

"I don't know." Yun Fang handed him the vinegar, "Many things are different from the previous life."

For example, he met Qi Huo ten years later in his last life, and he hadn't had much contact with Chang Ziqi. Instead of being like now, Qi Huo would come to play with him even when he was unhappy.

"But he told me that they met in high school, and they had been separated for a long time." Yun Fang took a dumpling and dipped it in vinegar, "I'm not sure if it's now."

After all, Qi Huo's focus back then was all about bragging about how handsome Chang Ziqi was, how awesome he was, and how much he loved him, and Yun Fang was so annoyed that he almost gave him a shuttle to shut him up.

Qi Huo really wants Song Cun to shut up now.

I don't know if he was scared of being beaten by Yun Fang at the beginning of the second year of high school or because of other reasons, Song Cun was transferred from Class [-] not long after, at least he couldn't see his grandson when he was in school.

But when he got home—back to the family that Qi Shuang and Song Ming formed again, he still had to meet Song Cun face to face.

He was not at home on New Year's Eve yesterday, Qi Shuang was somewhat dissatisfied, but in front of Song Ming and Song Cun, she didn't want to say anything, she just smiled and praised Song Cun, "Xiao Cun looks good in this red sweater."

Song Cun smiled, "Mainly because you have a good eye, Mom."

Who the fuck are you calling?don't you have a motherQi Huo really wanted to throw a stool on his head.

But he really couldn't ask that. Song Cun lost his mother and was raised by his father.

Qi Huo sat on the sofa with one leg bent, looking at his phone with a sulky face.

The chat interface between him and Chang Ziqi was still stuck on his sentence "Let's break up", and he hadn't waited for the confirmation letter. He was very irritable and typed a line:

Blooming Flowers in Rainy Nights: No matter what, you have a damn accurate saying!

Blooming Flowers on Rainy Nights: I don’t have that much time to spend with you!

"Will Xiao Huo go with you?" Song Ming asked him with a smile.

Qi Huo looked up impatiently, "What?"

"Go and celebrate the New Year with us." Qi Shuang saw that he wanted to scold him like this, but he couldn't hold back, "Who are you showing your face to when you celebrate the New Year?"

"Forget it, the children don't want to go, they find it troublesome." Song Ming advised her.

"If he is half as sensible as Xiao Cun, I will be thankful." Qi Shuang sighed, and turned to Song Cun, "Cun Cun, if you don't want to go, you don't have to go."

Song Cun said with a smile: "It's okay, Mom, I'll be with you."

Qi Huo rolled his eyes while sitting on the sofa.

Song Cun really didn't treat him well, so he turned around and left with Song Ming and Qi Shuang.

"Stupid." Qi Huo scolded, the mobile phone has not received the message for a long time, this time he really felt it, and scolded at the mobile phone: "Big stupid."

Chang Ziqi was sitting in the car, and as soon as he turned on his phone, all the unread messages popped up.

Rainy Night Blooming Flower: Let's break up.

Blooming Flowers in Rainy Nights: No matter what, you have a damn accurate saying!

Blooming Flowers on Rainy Nights: I don’t have that much time to spend with you!

Chang Ziqi frowned.

separate?

Did he skip some memory or quarrel, and Qi Huo wanted to break up with him?

He typed halfway, when Chu Dong called.

"Ziqi, have you arrived at the hospital?" Chu Dong's voice sounded a little strange.

"Mom, I just arrived. How is grandpa?" The car stopped, Chang Ziqi opened the door, and hurriedly walked towards the ward building.

Chu Dong began to cry, "Your grandfather... just died."

Chang Ziqi froze in place.

He raised his head and looked at the gate of the ward building a few steps away, people passing by him, and Chu Dong's crying sounded in his ears.

He just needs to go faster.

Go faster at the airport to pick up your luggage, drive faster, or he just ran in...

But now, he didn't catch up.

-

Chang Ziqi looked at the old man lying peacefully on the bed as if asleep, his lips moved, as if afraid of disturbing his sleep, "Grandpa."

But the old man didn't answer him.

When he was a child, Chu Donghe was busy with work all the time, and his grandparents had always lived abroad, so before he entered junior high school, he always lived with his grandfather.

His grandmother passed away before he was born, and his grandfather was very busy with work, but in his memory, his grandfather always had time to play with him, and he never said that he was busy with work and had no time.

This hale and hearty old man always seems to have plenty of time to do all kinds of weird things with him.

Even if he lacked the company of his parents in his childhood, he only felt regretful, but he never felt lonely.

"MIT is good. I study management. After I finish my studies, my grandfather will hand over the company to you." '

'Internet?The Internet is also good... It is a good thing that young people have their own pursuits. '

'Go, grandpa is in good health, our son-in-law must study hard, finish his master's degree at university, and come back with a Ph.D., hahahaha! '

This was the last conversation he had with Grandpa in memory.

It's commonplace, just like the countless conversations before, he has heard the expectations that grandpa said many times, but he just nodded in response and didn't take it to heart.

He thought there would be many more conversations like this, but he didn't expect it to be the last.

Chu Dong called during his final exam, saying that his grandfather was not in good health and was hospitalized.

After he asked, Chu Dong said that he was hospitalized due to an ordinary illness, and the exam would be finished in one day. Chu Dong said that he was not in a hurry and asked him to come back after the exam.

As soon as he finished the exam, he boarded the plane back home.

"Your grandpa won't let us tell you, for fear of affecting your studies." Chu Dong cried and said to him, "I insist that you come back after the exam...he has been waiting for you, but he really couldn't bear that tone. It's..."

Chang Ziqi looked at him with red eyes.

The person next to him covered him with a white cloth.

Chang Ziqi rushed up to push the man away, with bloodshot eyes refusing to let him touch, and the people around went to pull him.

"Ziqi, don't do this!" Chu Dong grabbed his arm and cried, "Don't do this!"

"Why are you hiding it from me!" Chang Ziqi finally roared, "Why didn't you tell me!?"

"Ziqi—"

"Then it's just a fucking exam! It's just a fucking exam! It's still a final exam!" Chang Ziqi struggled angrily and yelled at Chu Dong and Chang Nian, with tears in his eyes, "Then it's a fucking exam! You guys You still have to hide it from me!"

"My grandfather is waiting for me! Waiting for me! You can't rush me! Let me hurry up!" Chang Ziqi wanted to push them away, "Why do you have to make decisions for me! My grandfather is waiting for me! Just Can't you let him take a look at me before he leaves!?"

Chang Ziqi finally wailed: "My grandfather is waiting for me! How can you do this!?"

Someone grabbed him from behind, and he clung to the railing of the hospital bed, "I'm just a little bit... I'm just a little bit close, just a few steps away..."

Chu Dong cried bitterly.

The people around couldn't pull Chang Ziqi away, so Su Qingbai went up and grabbed Chang Ziqi's arm and pulled him up from the ground vigorously. He didn't cry, but his eyes were red, "Chang Ziqi, let go!"

Chang Ziqi clung tightly to the railing.

"Grandpa has already left!" Su Qingbai held him firmly, "The funeral car is waiting outside, do you really want to make trouble here!"

Chang Ziqi was still crying, his voice was hoarse, Su Qingbai opened his fingers one by one and dragged him away, and the waiting people pushed the hospital bed out.

Chang Ziqi wanted to break free from him to chase him, but Su Qingbai held him tightly from behind, "Chang Ziqi! Calm down!"

"Why should I be calm! That's my grandfather! He raised me!" Chang Ziqi broke down and cried, "He's still waiting for me to come back—"