Chapter 209

Mr. Gong looked at Yixin and the girl he had seen since childhood. The irony at the bottom of her eyes was that he didn't see it, but didn't say anything, so he looked at her quietly.

Yixin only felt a huge pressure coming from all directions.

He's still so intimidating, but she just doesn't want to compromise.

"I think I already know the answer."

Master Gong handed the chicken soup, but Yixin didn't pick it up.

"Grandpa, to tell you the truth, I'm afraid the chicken soup is poisonous."

Yixin's words made master Gong's face suddenly change.

"What nonsense? Can I do it to you? "

"No? What am I to Grandpa? Granddaughter? Or an outsider? Shall I explain again? I know myself clearly. When will grandpa deceive himself? "

Yixin's voice is very cold and shivering. With her broken Gong voice, it makes people feel unspeakable heartache.

Master Gong was suddenly stunned.

Once the gentle and dependent eyes, now they have become so sharp and indifferent.

His eyebrows wrinkled slightly, but he didn't know what to say to Yixin.

"Why don't you understand, child?"

"I don't understand, and I don't want to understand. There is nothing wrong with loving someone and hating someone. I don't know any interest disputes, and I don't know any balance. I only know that whoever makes a mistake will pay for his own mistake. And I love a person is to love a person, the two can not be confused. "

Yixin looked at old man Gong and said something that made him frown deeper.

"Xin girl, many things are not so single and absolute. You can't find a balance because you can't reach the balance of love and hate."

"I never thought about balance, and I never thought about achieving that balance. I just want to do what I want. "

Yixin moved, and Gong Qing suddenly opened her eyes.

"Eh? When did you come, old man? "

Gong Qing shook his sore neck.

Because Gong Qing wakes up, old Gong knows that the conversation between himself and Yixin is over.

"Drink, Grandpa cooked it himself. Even if it's poisoned, you can drink it for me. "

Master Gong handed the chicken soup to Yixin again.

"What are you talking about, old man? I'm also hungry. Give it to me first. "

Gong Qing took the chicken soup directly and drank it without image.

"Well, it's delicious! I want you a bowl, too, isin? "

Yixin looked at Gong Qing's eyes and suddenly smiled.

This man is always on his side. What else can she say?

"Good!"

Yixin's smile is like the sunshine in winter. Seeing that old Gong's heart is astringent, she sighs, takes a step back and makes room for Gong Qing.

"Well, you two are tired of it. I won't bother you here. Gong Hao came back and let me meet him. Sugar, if you have time, bring it to me. No one is safer than by my side. "

Master Gong finished, gave Yixin a deep look, and then turned and left.

"Grandpa, my answer is no!"

"I already knew."

Mr. Gong paused and raised his feet.

Yixin looks at the back of old Gong when he leaves, and suddenly feels his nose sour.

Does her challenge with the old man really mean that she and the old man will never go back to the past again?

A bowl of chicken soup was delivered to her in time. The strong aroma made Yixin refreshing.

She raised her head and looked at Gong Qing's gloomy face. She didn't know what to say for a moment.

"What did you say to Grandpa?"

Yixin took the chicken soup and sipped it gently.

It smells good!

It's the taste in memory!

In fact, she should be a happy woman, isn't she?

Normally, she was just an orphan, but she was so lucky to meet Liu Feng, and then she was brought into Zhang Xin's family and enjoyed the family affection in the world.

Although he lived a hard life, old Gong really didn't lose her from childhood and took care of her as his own granddaughter.

She can still remember the first time she drank chicken soup.

At that time, she drank several bowls in a row, which made the old man laugh, and promised that as long as she wanted to drink, the old man would make it for her in the future.

It was the first time Mr. Gong made Chicken Soup for a housekeeper's daughter. He envied everyone at that time.

Over the years, Mr. Gong has actually loved her a lot.

Whether it's her birthday or her entrance examination, Mr. Gong always prepares a bowl of Chicken Soup for her.

Yixin's expression was suddenly in a trance.

The memory of those green years, bit by bit, rippled in the mouth with the taste of chicken soup, and then slowly infiltrated into the heart down the throat.

It's a fragrant chicken soup. Why is it a little bitter now?

It's such a feeling to oppose the person closest to you.

Does that mean that Gong Qing will experience this taste in the future?

Yixin suddenly looks up at Gong Qing.

His eyes were worried and confused.

Yixin suddenly understood what master Gong said.

It turns out that love and hate can't be separated alone.

Between her and master Gong, between Gong Qing and Shen Yuyao, is it not so tangled and sad?

Speaking of it, Gong Qing should be more difficult.

After all, she has no blood relationship with master Gong, while Gong Qing and Shen Yuyao are their own mother and son!

"Nothing, just for fun."

Yixin suddenly doesn't want Gong Qing to know the conversation between herself and grandpa Gong.

"For fun? So what answer does the old man want you to give? "

Gong Qing is not a fool. He can see the change of Yixin's emotion.

Facing Gong Qing's aggressive eyes, Yixin was able to lie calmly and said, "Grandpa asked me to go back to Gong's house. My answer is no."

Gong Qing looked straight into Yixin's eyes and wanted to see something different from her eyes, but he got nothing.

"Really?"

"Or what? Grandpa hurts me so much. What do you think he's going to say to me? "

Yixin smiled, lowered her head and continued to drink chicken soup, but the chicken soup in her hand obviously lost its taste.

Gong Qing breathed a sigh of relief, then sat down on the bed, loosened his shirt button, and whispered, "I'm scared to death. I thought the old man forced you to do something. But that's right. You're the one who hurt the most from childhood. You're more interested than my grandson. How can it be difficult for you? I think too much. Now there are some grass and trees. "

Yixin watched Gong Qing relax and didn't know how to answer for a moment.

The drip had been finished, but she still felt that the cold liquid had entered her body along the blood vessels, and now it made her feel a little cold.