He wanted to pick up the note, but his hands were shaking too hard. He failed several times.

Ning Wanwan picked up the note and gently placed it in Mr. Bai's hand.

He trembled and stroked it over and over again, believing that it was his reply to the woman back then, shook his head in disbelief: "How could it be...how could it be here?! I obviously... gave it to her! I handed it to her with my own hands! How could it be? How could it be?!"

Ning Wanwan didn't know: "I saw this note when I was very young, and it was kept in one of my grandmother's favorite boxes. Last time I heard my sister tell the complete story, we all felt that there must be a big misunderstanding back then! For example, Tucun... For example, the note... If I guessed correctly, the Juanzi who saved my grandfather is still alive now."

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

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

Bang--

Mr. Bai's hand seemed to have been drained of all his strength, and suddenly hit the table, making a huge noise.

"Grandpa!" Ning Wanwan wanted to go over and check if Mr. Bai was injured? Unexpectedly, the other party withdrew his hand, erected the crutch, and was about to walk out.

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

It's time for this, Ning Hui... should have gone to bed, right?

Mr. Bai wished he could know the answer immediately about this matter! But considering Ning Hui's body, he finally didn't speak, sat down heavily, and sighed.

"grandfather……"

Mr. Bai said heavily: "The first time I met, I felt familiar, but I didn't know where I met her... Decades have passed, and she and I have changed a lot, and they are not like they used to be... She even changed her name, probably... I hate me so much?"

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

Old Mr. Bai had tears in his eyes: "I was the one who destroyed her family... If she didn't save me, she..."

Ning Wanwan shook her head: "Grandpa, you should ask grandma personally for these things, and never make a conclusion by yourself." She looked at the time, "Grandma just drank milk, and she must not have sleeped yet. If it were grandpa... I'll ask grandma?"

Mr. Bai stared at him and did not answer, but the emotions surging in his eyes still made Ning Wanwan see the four words "nearby feelings are timid".

If nothing unexpected happens, Grandpa Bai really wants to talk to his grandmother. Out of guilt for the village slaughter incident, he really dared not 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 cleared? Sometimes, if you should force it, you have to force it. Otherwise, if you are delayed, should you bring the truth into the coffin?

Thinking of this, Ning Wanwan did not hesitate and turned around and trot upstairs.

Seeing Wanwan leave, Old Master Bai opened his mouth but did not make a sound to stop him. After thinking for a few seconds, he walked towards the living room with a crutch step by step.

He sat quietly on the sofa. Although he was old, his years of experience in military service made him stand up straight at any time.

He put his hands on the crutch, and I didn't know what he was thinking about, but his fingertips were trembling slightly.

After a while, Wanwan helped Ning Hui, who was shocked, walk to the living room.
Chapter completed!