Did the Queen’s Vest Fall Out?

He wanted to pick up the note, but his hands were shaking too much, and he failed several times without success.

Ning Wanwan picked up the note and put it gently into Mr. Bai's hand.

He trembled and stroked it over and over again, convinced that it was the reply he sent to the woman back then. He shook his head in disbelief: "How could it be possible...how could it appear here?! I clearly... gave it to her! I handed it to her with my own hands. It was given to her! How could it be possible? How could it be possible?!"

Ning Wanwan didn't know anything about it: "I saw this note when I was very young, and it was kept in one of my grandma's favorite boxes. After listening to my sister tell the whole story last time, we all felt that there must have been something very big back then. A big misunderstanding happened! For example, the massacre of the village...such as the note...if I guess correctly, the Juanzi who saved grandpa is still alive."

Hearing this, Mr. Bai's eyes lit up. Although he had the answer in his heart, he still looked at Wanwan with hope.

Under the old man's gaze, Ning Wanwan nodded: "That's grandma!"

boom--

Mr. Bai's hand seemed to have been drained of all its strength, and he slammed it on the table with a loud noise.

"Grandpa!" Ning Wanwan felt distressed and wanted to go over and check if Mr. Bai was injured? Unexpectedly, the other party withdrew his hand, neatly picked up the crutches, and was about to walk out.

As soon as he stood up, he stood there again, his eyes staring in a certain direction upstairs, and there was no movement.

It's time, Ning Hui... should be sleeping, right?

Regarding this matter, Mr. Bai can't wait to know the answer right away! But considering Ning Hui's body, he finally didn't speak, sat down heavily, and let out a long sigh.

"grandfather……"

Mr. Bai said solemnly: "When we first met, I thought she looked familiar, but I didn't know where I had seen her before... Decades have passed, and she and I have changed a long time ago. She is no longer what we were back then... She is still the same You must have changed your name...because you hate me, right?"

"Hate?" Ning Wanwan didn't understand, "Why is it hate?"

There were tears in Mr. Bai's eyes: "I was the one who ruined her family... If she didn't save me, she..."

Ning Wanwan shook her head: "Grandpa, you should ask grandma yourself about these things. Don't draw conclusions on your own." She looked at the time, "Grandma just drank milk, and she must not be asleep now. If grandpa... …Shall I ask grandma?”

Mr. Bai stared and did not answer, but the emotion surging in his eyes still made Ning Wanwan recognize the words "cowardice of being close to home".

If nothing else, Grandpa Bai really wanted to talk to his grandmother, but out of guilt for the massacre of the village, he really didn't dare to speak.

But as my sister said, so many years have passed, how much time can the two old people have to wait for the misunderstanding to be resolved? Sometimes, when it’s time to push, you have to push. Otherwise, if we procrastinate, are we going to bring the truth into the coffin?

Thinking of this, Ning Wanwan turned around and trotted upstairs without hesitation.

Seeing Wanwan leaving, Mr. Bai opened his mouth, but did not stop him. After thinking for a few seconds, he walked heavily to the living room step by step with a cane.

He sat quietly on the sofa. Although he was old, his many years of experience as a soldier made him stand upright at any time.

He folded his hands on the crutches. He didn't know what he was thinking about, but his fingertips were trembling slightly.

After a while, Wanwan helped Ning Hui, who looked shocked, walk to the living room.