Carry me
951 Words
"Grandpa!"
As soon as the car stopped, I couldn't wait to jump out and rush straight into the old house.
Inside the Chi family’s old house, an elderly man walked out upon hearing the sound. He was past sixty, holding a cane, yet his back was as straight as an arrow.
The moment I saw my grandfather, my eyes instantly turned red, and I couldn't help but shout again, "Grandpa."
How long has it been? How long has it been since I could call him like this? In my previous life, when Lin Wanqing and Fu Shicheng had schemed against me step by step, leading me into scandals and ruining my reputation, even my own father didn’t believe me, even abandoned me. But only my grandfather and Pei Moqian had always stood by my side. They are the only ones who truly cared for me in this world.
"Ah." The old man Chi's face, full of wrinkles, was filled with concern. "My dear Yan Yan, why are you crying? Come here, let grandpa take a look at you."
"It’s nothing." I quickly wiped away the tears from the corners of my eyes and coquettishly said, "I just missed you so much."
Old man Chi smiled, his face crinkling even more, as he reached out to touch my head and said, "Good child."
"Grandpa."
Pei Moqian, following behind me, entered the room and respectfully greeted him.
Old man Chi nodded and waved at him. "Moqian, you’ve come at the right time. I just set up a chessboard, and was wondering who would play with me. Now, you’re here."
Pei Moqian smiled slightly. "That’s truly a coincidence."
I quickly chimed in, "Grandpa, let me help you with the chess!"
In the study...
Pei Moqian and old man Chi were evenly matched in chess, neither giving an inch. After two hours, they still hadn't decided a winner.
At first, I was full of energy, but now, with my chin resting on my hands, my eyelids kept drooping. I couldn’t bear it anymore, so I leaned toward Pei Moqian and whispered, "How about you lose on purpose? Otherwise, how long is this going to go on?"
"Ah!"
As soon as I finished speaking, I felt a sharp knock on my head.
I covered my head and looked at old man Chi, feeling wronged. "Grandpa, why did you hit me?"
Old man Chi gave me a disdainful look. "You little brat, no patience at all."
"I'm hungry." I rubbed my stomach and started to complain. "My stomach is growling, and all you two care about is chess."
"Is it really my fault, an old man like me?"
"Well, it is," I muttered.
"You..." Old man Chi wanted to scold me further, but then Pei Moqian stood up, pulling me to sit in his seat. "You stay with grandpa for a bit. I’ll go check if the butler has dinner ready."
As soon as I heard this, I perked up. "Okay!"
Pei Moqian left, closing the door behind him.
The sound of footsteps gradually faded, and old man Chi placed a chess piece down, suddenly asking, "I heard… you and Moqian had a disagreement a few days ago?"
My smile instantly froze on my face. "Grandpa..."
"Is Moqian really that bad?" Old man Chi reached across the chessboard and gently held my slender hand, softly stroking the bandages on my wound. "Or is it that you can’t let go of Fu Shicheng?"
"Grandpa doesn’t blame you. I just wanted to tell you, if you really don’t want to, I can talk to Moqian. As long as you’re happy, whatever you decide is fine."
A warm current suddenly surged in my heart, comforting me.
I held my grandfather's frail hand back, smiling faintly. "Grandpa, you know? Once a person has experienced life and death, they can see clearly the people and things they couldn’t see before. So... I think everything is good now."
"Have you thought it through?"
"Yes."
I should have figured it out earlier, but fortunately, it's not too late now.
At night, under the half-moon.
I didn’t know when I had fallen asleep on the sofa. My sleeping position was terrible, and my skirt had hiked up to my thighs, exposing a large patch of skin on my chest.
Pei Moqian came out of the bathroom and saw me in this unguarded state.
He rubbed his forehead helplessly, sighed softly, then walked up to me and gently patted my head.
"Yan Yan."
"Mm..."
I wasn’t sure if it was sleep talk or a response, but I reacted slightly.
Pei Moqian, both amused and exasperated, pinched my cheek and spoke in a voice as gentle as he was coaxing a child, "Don’t sleep here. I’ve prepared a bath for you. After you’re done, go to bed."
"Oh..."
I reluctantly opened my eyes, feeling irritated from being woken up.
But as soon as I saw Pei Moqian’s face, all the annoyance disappeared. I squinted and stretched out my arms. "Carry me to bed."
Pei Moqian, who had been adjusting my collar, paused when he heard my words, his eyes seemingly holding something back. "Are you sure?"
I shivered involuntarily, suddenly sitting up and shaking my head instinctively. "N-no, maybe not."
I was a coward, with just a spark of courage, but I didn’t dare to extinguish it.
Pei Moqian looked at my retreating figure as I dashed into the bathroom, and chuckled softly. "Silly."
"Buzz—"
Suddenly, the sound of vibration came from the table.
Pei Moqian looked over.
It was my phone.
The screen lit up because of a new message. In one glance, he saw who it was from.
It was...
My Shicheng brother.
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