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Chapter 223 A deserted room with dilapidated curtains

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    I really don't know what to say to express my mood at the moment.

    There are curtains in the thin monkey's room, but the curtains are very worn out, and they are very thin and see through, like sandpaper.

    Can see the people outside, and also let in the sound of wind and rain outside.

    I have never asked why they didn't buy a curtain, and I have never asked why such old furniture is still in use.

    But now it's raining outside.

    It rained heavily.

    And behind me, grandpa just looked out of the window alone.

    I didn't want to disturb him, nor did I want to ask him, but I just looked out of the window, even though grandpa was with me in the room, I felt deserted, very deserted, that kind of penetrating  Cold in the bones.

    It's as if it penetrated my body.

    Combined with the already not very bright light in this room.

    In an instant, I felt a chill.

    And my sensitivity, my sensibility all spewed out in an instant.

    They often say that old people like to sit outside and watch the sun by themselves, for a whole day, and watch the sun set, because they are all recalling the past of their lifetime.

    But I really can't stand the curtains, and I don't understand what kind of scenery the curtains will produce in the house, and what kind of heart will be reflected.

    I couldn't bear it anymore, and I said, "Grandpa, let me change the curtains for you."

    Although neither of us has come out of the conversation just now, especially me.

    Because I can't feel what grandpa is thinking in his heart at the moment, what kind of picture is playing in his mind.

    But my heart feels like a stone has been crushed, and I want to breathe.

    Instead, this room made me feel even heavier.

    What's more, an old man saw this scene, and his favorite grandson was not by his side. In my opinion, the curtains must be changed, at least to make the room warmer, and to make a major renovation. If grandpa agrees, I will  I also think it can be wrapped on my body.

    But my words didn't get a response, and I turned back a little scared.

    And I noticed my original purpose, the bowl of noodles I gave to my grandfather, he didn't even eat it.

    I can't figure out what Grandpa's expression is, it's very calm, just very calm, there is no sound at all.

    I also expressed my apology first.

    "Grandpa, I'm sorry, I don't know what significance this curtain has for you, I just feel a little cold, so I said I wanted to change the curtain or something sorry"

    "On the contrary, the noodles are going to be cold, grandpa, eat quickly."

    "If you don't eat it, you will get lumps. It's not a question of whether it's cold or not."

    On the contrary, my words moved Grandpa a bit.

    ?But it was very difficult for my grandfather to eat noodles. It reminded me that when my grandfather was eating, it seemed that his arms were still flexible, although it was a bit slow.

    I feel something is wrong.

    "Grandpa, are you feeling unwell? How about I feed you?"

    "No, no, I'll do it myself."

    Grandpa quickly resisted.

    "Hands are numb."

    "Oh that's it."

    Then grandpa opened the noodles and began to eat.

    I looked very satisfied, but my back was because the room was always chilly.

    But grandpa didn't respond, let alone acquiescence, I can't do anything.

    Then I covered grandpa's quilt.

    "Is grandpa delicious?"

    "It's delicious, thank you, Xiao He."

    "You're welcome, you're welcome, it should be."

    "Go back quickly, that Pepe probably hasn't eaten yet."

    I wanted to say that I didn't bring an umbrella, but from the look in my grandfather's eyes, he had already noticed it. After all, the rain outside the window was not for nothing, so my grandfather pointed to a basket next to the cabinet, and said, "  You open it, there is an umbrella inside."

    "OK."

    However, when I took the umbrella and watched Grandpa prepare to go out again.

    And told grandpa, I will come again before going to bed at night.

    I just remembered something, because although grandpa was eating noodles, his eyes were always looking at the rain outside the window.

      a little cute.

    But after all, I didn't react for a while.

    I can probably guess what grandpa is thinking now.

    "Grandpa, are you afraid that the thin monkey will be exposed to the rain?"

    As if he was a bosom friend, Grandpa immediately nodded and said, "Yes, yes, yes."

    "Grandpa, the weather in Shanghai is different from ours. Maybe it's sunny there."

    "Oh I thought so."

    "It's not the same sky."

    "That's fine, that's fine."

    "Then you go back and pay attention to safety."

    "Okay, I'll do it again before I go to bed."

    "Thank you very much."

    "It's okay, it's all as it should be."

    I didn't have the heart to leave, but the food I brought for Peipei was really getting cold. Although it can be heated, I'm afraid that Pepe is going to be starving.  His mood has been beating a little bit recently.

    And other things.

    I pushed open the door and ran all the way.

    The clothes are a little soaked.

    When you get to the house, open the door quickly.

    Seeing that Pepe was not there, I didn't know what to look for.

    "What are you doing? The meal Mr. He bought for you, go over there and heat it up, let's eat together."

    "Or wait for Teacher He to change clothes, and I'll heat it up."

    "Mr. He, you are finally back."

    "Yeah, I just went to see grandpa."

    "Well, okay, then I'll heat it up."

    After chatting with Pepe, the kid seemed to be in a pretty good mood. I subconsciously took a look and found that the curtains in our room were better than those in Grandpa's.

    The weather seems to be getting colder.

    Then we ate hot meals.

    But my heart is always a little depressed. Grandpa's room is really too cold, and I don't know what he is doing or thinking by himself now.

    Even I, an outsider, feel distressed.

    I began to think about life.

    Considering the conversation just now and what I was thinking in my heart, I even began to waver that I should not force the thin monkey to do writing.

    The goals of people are different from people, the life people yearn for is also different, and the life that people can choose is also different, and when the life of the thin monkey begins to choose, maybe I don¡¯t  He should be forced to drive the car in a certain direction.

    Even though that direction was unanimously approved by grandpa and those around him, such as me, it seems that the journey will become very long and painful.

    "What is Teacher He thinking? Eat quickly."

    During the process of thinking, Pepe was interrupted.

    "Oh good, good." (Remember the website URL: www.hlnovel.com
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