The old man's hand seemed to be a bit stubborn, and his skin was as rigid as an old tree bark.

But still let Junci not let go.

She talked about the past, how she lived and grew up when she was a child, and why she was disguised as a man.

After hearing this, Grandma Chang sighed heavily: "...It's a hard-failed child..."

She turned her head and looked at the ceiling. Even though her eyes were muddy, they still showed a different light: "But grandma knows that Cici is a clever child..."

This sentence made Junci startled.

She held Grandma Chang's hand trembling a little, and it took a long time to provoke a pale smile: "Grandma, let me tell you a story."

She began to talk about her past.

This story should never have been told, but in the face of an old man who is about to pass away, Jun Ci feels that there is no need to hide it.

She tried her best to make it simple and easy to understand, so that Grandma Chang, who did not understand interstellar knowledge, could also understand what story she was telling, until the last sentence: "Later, this crown prince died, her soul was immortal, and she was resurrected on the earth. A senior in high school occupied someone else's body and was lucky to be alive."

Grandma Chang's hands were shaking violently.

She looked at Jun Ci with unspeakable love, "I know... I know that Ci Ci is an extraordinary child... wherever you are, you can be successful."

She spoke slowly, wondering if she understood the story.

Jun Ci told Grandma Chang, just because, this may be the only time in her life she said it.

It can be regarded as a break, and from then on, there is only this monarch porcelain of the earth.

Heavy breathing sounded, and Grandma Chang sighed: "Grandma...tired...you shouldn't have come, it's wasting your time."

The old man gradually couldn't hold it anymore, and her eyelids drooped. She was too tired and needed a rest.

But she still breathes, but she is too tired now to say too much.

Every breath seems to be struggling on the death line.

The moment he closed his eyes, the old man still said: "You are a child who has been struggling... God will make up for you.... Be well... well..."

The old man fell asleep temporarily, and Jun Ci knew that although Grandma Chang was not leaving now, it had not been a few days.

Her eyes were red, but there were no tears in her eyes.

It's not that she is indifferent and ruthless, she can show her emotions to this point, it can be regarded as touching her true feelings.

Grandma Chang gave her the warmth she had never felt before.

It is a great blessing that someone can still miss themselves so much before they die.

Perhaps it is true that Grandma Chang said that she stood in a high position in her previous life, but did not realize things. In this life, God has changed her way to compensate her.

Not only relatives can represent the most precious affection.

Grandma Chang is not like relatives, but better than relatives.

She put Grandma Chang's dry hands into the bed, got up, and walked outside the ward.

Outside Chang Hexin was still weeping low, the old man's body was not good at all, no one knew when he would go, so now here, when I think of it, I can't stop crying.

She looked at Jun Ci with swollen eye sockets: "Have you finished talking with grandma?"