Sitting at the desk of the past, looking at the books full of youth on the bookshelf, and looking at the photos with grandpa on the table, Chi Xiaoye couldn't help but feel sore and burst into tears.

Grandpa regarded her as the only treasure, and she regarded her as her biggest support.

Grandpa is a big tree, she is a little bird, she flies freely. No matter how high or far she flies, or how tired or injured she is, as long as the big tree is there, she can come back to rest and then resurrect with full blood.

It is true that now that I have found my biological parents, my parents can also become her support, but in her heart, the greatest support is always her grandfather.

Over the years, she and her grandfather depended on each other, supported each other, accompanied each other, and lived through good and bad times. The bond in her heart transcended blood ties, and death could not be cut off.

Zhao Zhouhan kept accompanying her quietly. Seeing her sad, his eyes were red from the pain.

He walked up and patted her on the shoulder to comfort him, "If you think so, Grandpa is not a real death, it just exists in another way. As long as we remember him, he is not a real death."

Chi Xiaoye cried and suddenly laughed, "Do you think I am a three-year-old child and use such words to coax me?"

Zhao Zhouhan also smiled, a little embarrassed, and a little helpless, scratched his hair and said, "You know I can't coax people. Don't I want you to cry?"

Chi Xiaoye wiped tears while flowing, and the expression on her face was also crying and laughing, "Oh, you don't understand..."

Zhao Zhouhan walked forward and half-squatted down, "I can understand, really."

"Okay, I just... cry, haha..." She knew that birth, old age, sickness and death were a natural law, and she also knew that grandpa was dead. She just couldn't bear to part with her grandpa and simply wanted to cry.

Zhao Zhouhan pointed out the window, "It's dark, you haven't eaten well these two days, aren't you hungry?"

“Hungry.”

"Want to eat something? I'll make it for you."

"You made it?" The refrigerator is empty, with no oil or salt. How do you make it?!

Zhao Zhouhan took out his mobile phone and said, "I'll do a guide to see if there is any takeaway food here with good reputation."

"..." You are cruel.

"Spicy fragrant pot? Chuanchuan fragrant? Durian hot pot chicken? Or... I can reluctantly accept your snail noodles today."

Chi Xiaoye cried and laughed, with tears hanging on the corners of her eyes, and her eyes were curled up.

My grandfather couldn't accept these things before, so she secretly ate outside and went home after eating and drinking.

But every time I go home, my grandfather will find out because it smells too strong.

Grandpa said, girls should not go home so late. For your safety, grandpa can accept it reluctantly, once a week, at most.

"Can I want it all?"

Zhao Zhouhan: "..." Just imagining the smell is enough.

"Can you finish eating? Wife, wasting food is not a good moral character." He planned to take the roundabout route, "Look, the crayfish look good and taste more."

Chi Xiaoye stood up, planned to go to the bathroom to wash his face, and then took the idiot out for a walk.

"Don't you like it?" Zhao Zhouhan gritted his teeth and said with all his might, "Okay, I'll give you one serving. You can't finish it, I'll eat it."

"There is a night market on the street next door. Let's take you out to see the world."

Zhao Zhouhan was stunned, then quickly put away his cell phone and followed with a smile, "Yeah, I'm not a little angry. Is there any wine?"

"Of course, it's enough."

"OK."

So the couple calmed down and went out with a light fit.

It had just rained before sunset, and the wind was filled with a fine smell of rain, which was very cool.

However, when I walked across the road, I found that the lively night market had disappeared two years ago. Chi Xiaoye's energy that had just been raised became weak again.

"Not afraid, I know there is a place with a night market."

"Far away?"

"I'll drive a little far."

"I don't want to take the bus," Chi Xiaoye said in a silence, "I've been taking the bus for a day today."

At this time, two motorcycles suddenly drove by on the road, which seemed to have been modified. They deliberately slowed down due to the urban road section. However, they felt very excited when they heard the roar.

The restlessness in Zhao Zhouhan's body was instantly activated. He said as if he offered treasure: "Take you some exciting things?"

Chi Xiaoye naturally saw the two motorcycles, "Why, how can you still play this? Did I not remember it, or did you learn it?"

"No, I've never offered a bad reputation in front of you."

Chi Xiaoye asked with curiosity and surprise on his face, "What should I do if I don't have a car?"

"It's easy to deal with, come with me."

Zhao Zhouhan stood by the roadside and made a phone call.

This guy hid in the corner and talked, but Chi Xiaoye didn't even hear it clearly.

Then, the two of them ate a little casually in the restaurant on the side of the road, but after a long time, someone drove everyone.

"Boss Zhao." The man was wearing a handsome motorcycle suit and a helmet, sitting in the car to say hello to them.

Zhao Zhouhan pulled Chi Xiaoye and trotted over, and the two of them touched their fists as soon as they met.

"This is my wife Chi Xiaoye, this is my comrade-in-arms, Jiang Bojun."

"Yeah, it's better to see it at first sight than to hear it," Bojun Jiang took off his helmet and hung it on the front of the car, "Hello sister-in-law."

Chi Xiaoye felt a little embarrassed. The other party looked obviously much bigger than her, and it was very likely that he was even bigger than Zhao Zhouhan. "Hello, hello."

Jiang Bojun got out of the car, took a bag of things from the back of the car, and threw it to Zhao Zhouhan, "Brother, Is there anyone else to do my best?"

Zhao Zhouhan took the bag, gave him a gesture of thanks, and gave him his car key, "We will not be able to play for a long time, and we will go to your store to drive in a while."

"Don't worry, I haven't played for so long, I have to have fun." Jiang Bojun waved at them tactfully, "Then I won't disturb the world of the two of you."

"Hey, Lao Jiang, do you know which car I have?"

Jiang Bojun waved the car key, "It knows."

Zhao Zhouhan opened the bag and found a black motorcycle suit and a women's helmet that he could wear. Old Jiang was so funny that he also prepared some water and snacks for them.

"How much does this mean?" Chi Xiaoye picked up a bag of snacks and it turned out to be compressed biscuits.

She asked curiously: "Are you going to take me to wander?"

Zhao Zhouhan couldn't wait to change his clothes, "Wait for me, go change clothes, see if you get off the car."

"Oh, I know."

The lights were on, and the traffic was full of traffic. This cool heavy motorcycle parked on the side of the road, attracting the attention of countless people.

Chi Xiaoye also looked at it and sighed in his heart that this big guy can have at least one million.

Soon, Zhao Zhouhan came out and put on his tight motorcycle suit. His figure and proportions were simply handsome, so he could not move his eyes away.

A night wind blew, and Chi Xiaoye's eyes were so painful that they were crying. She reached out and rubbed them.

"Why, you're blinding your eyes?"
Chapter completed!