Chapter 998 Their Love (3)

When Mu Jinchen walked into his grandfather's room, he was so shocked by the scene in front of him that he didn't step forward for a long time. He seemed to feel that his presence would disturb this harmonious space.

An old man with white hair, wearing a pair of reading glasses, sat with his head lowered on a wicker chair next to the floor-to-ceiling window, with a thick photo album on his knees. The morning light shone on his white hair, reflecting the golden color. .

The old man was wearing a milky white linen Tang suit, sitting there quietly, his fingers gently flipping through the photo album on his knees, as if memories were flowing gently between his fingers, as if every time he turned a page, everything in the past was there. The old man's mind went through it slowly like a movie.

Things in the past have passed. When older people recall the past, the past is like a play they have watched. The old man who is recalling cannot control himself and will often enter and exit the play in his own memories. , because he poured all his feelings and all of himself into his past experiences. He grew up in the experience and grew older over the years. The time spent with his lover seemed to be so beautiful that every scene was unreal. , the old man has told his children and grandchildren countless times about the story of him and his wife, as if his wife has always been there, she just left for a while to have something to do, and will return soon.

Mu Jinchen watched for a long time until he saw the tears in the corners of the old man's eyes falling on the photo album and dripping on his hands with prominent veins due to his thinness...

Mu Jinchen shouted softly, "Grandpa——"

"Chen'er, are you back?" When Mu Baichuan saw Mu Jinchen, his old face immediately turned into a flower like a cosmos blooming in autumn.

"Come, come quickly, come to grandpa."

"Grandpa, do you miss grandma?" Mu Jinchen asked softly.

Mu Baichuan wiped the corners of his eyes with his old hands and looked at his grandson kindly, "I don't think so, she is already living in my heart. Come, come, come and see with me, so I can tell you about traditional weddings." Although Lan'er is mainly responsible for the details, you also need to know some."

The old man has a clear mind, so when Mu Jinchen comes back alone, he naturally has something to ask him.

Perhaps his wedding to Wushuang was approaching. Grandpa, who was usually like an old naughty boy, never shied away from showing affection in front of his children and grandchildren and telling his past with grandma.

But he had never lost his composure like this before. He cried quietly, but he had never seen her cry before. Seeing Mu Jinchen felt a little distressed.

When Mu Jinchen walked to Mu Baichuan, Aunt Rong had already moved another wicker chair and put it down, then left with a smile.

"The love between me and your grandma is revolutionary love and is indestructible. But she will always complain that I married her so simply without bowing when we got married. Although this and We have spent a lifetime with Meimei, but in the end, I feel that I owe her something. Some debts can be made up for later, but some debts cannot be made up for in this lifetime..."

Maybe it was because Mu Jinchen and Wushuang's wedding was getting closer and closer, and Mu Baichuan was affected. He also recalled his plain but loyal love, and maybe he had regrets.

Mu Jinchen was entranced by his grandfather's old and nostalgic voice. The figure of Wushuang appeared in his mind. She looked back and smiled, which warmed his whole world. His Wushuang deserved the best and could not leave a trace behind. Pity.