Dear Mr. Shi

Si Jianan didn't answer immediately, and his expression suddenly became a little heavy.

Seeing him like this, Song Qinghuan hurriedly said, "Well, I just asked casually. If you don't want to say it, then don't say it. Time is almost running out. I'm going to find Zhang Jie."

After that, she got up and left, but before she took a step, Si Jianan called out, "Wait!"

Song Qinghuan looked back at him.

I saw Si Jianan looking at him with a bitter smile, and then asked helplessly: "Do you know why I suddenly left city a back then?"

Song Qinghuan shook his head: "I don't know, but I feel that you don't want to say it."

Si Jianan patted the sofa and signaled Song Qinghuan to sit down: "Back then, my family was so poor. I had to pick up **** every day to keep going to school. Grandma was seriously ill. In that case, you probably thought I had dropped out of school. ."

Song Qinghuan bit her lip, and then said softly: "At first, I knew that when you didn't report to the school, I thought so, so I planned to visit you, but after I went, I found that your home was empty, you guys The dilapidated house I lived in has also been demolished."

With that, she sat down beside Si Canaan.

Si Jianan let out a laugh, "It turns out that it was demolished as soon as the school started. The speed is really fast!"

"Where did you...and your grandma?" Song Qinghuan kept wanting to ask, but she didn't dare to ask.

After all, Si Xiangbei had such a hard life at that time. Now that he has become Si Canaan, he is dazzling, so he should not like to mention the not-so-good past.

But on the contrary, even though he was poor at that time, he was happy and comfortable. Since his grandma passed away, Si Jianan has often missed that time.

He looked at Song Qinghuan and said softly: "My grandfather, took me and my grandma away."

"Your grandfather?" Song Qinghuan was slightly surprised, she was a little speechless, and then she paused before saying: "But didn't you mean that your grandfather was dead before you were born?"

Si Jianan still smiled, yes, "Yes, when my father was still alive, he told me that my grandfather passed away very early. I always think so. Later, when my parents passed away unexpectedly, I always thought my grandmother was My dearest family, but who knows that someone suddenly came out and said that he was my grandpa. At that time, my grandma happened to be seriously ill. I didn’t care if he was true or false. Anyway, he would save my grandma with money, so I just followed He left, and later he gave us a blood test and confirmed that I was indeed his grandson, and my grandma also told me that he was indeed my grandfather."

Song Qinghuan also pursed her lips to know: "Si Xiangbei, this is a good thing. You should be happy that there is another relative in this world..."

As she said, she frowned slightly: "But why I think you don't seem to want to see Grandpa much."

Si Jianan was smiling, his lips were smiling, and the eyes that looked at her were clearly smiling, but looking at her made people feel full of sadness.

"Can I tell you, the number of times I saw him can be counted with ten fingers?" Si Jianan was still smiling at the moment.

But it made Song Qinghuan feel that it was especially uncomfortable to watch him force a smile: "Have you never lived together or got along?"

She found her family back, although her elder brother Li Chengyu was a bit cold.

But she would still see her from time to time. She had a baby in Q City for nearly a year, and Li Chengyu had seen her a lot.