Chapter 1413

Liu Ling's story is not a secret. Even Xiao Li knows how it can be a secret.

After seeing Liu Feng, Lv's youngest son, in Qingyun state, Liu Ling's shadow lingered in Liu Wei's heart. Liu Feng and Xiao Ling are too similar. Although they are not the same person, Liu Wei can't help thinking of Xiao Ling every time she sees Liu Feng.

She often thought that she would dream in the night that these could not be concealed from others, but from the side of her bed and her mother and son.

Rong Leng never asks. Even if she wakes up in the middle of the night, she just cleans her tears silently, hugs her and coaxes her to sleep.

But Xiao Li is not familiar with the world. He can't touch some topics without understanding them. He asked without hesitation.

Liu Wei didn't say it once, twice, or remember which time, she said it.

After that, the heavy stone in my heart seemed to be lighter.

At that time, she knew that there was some pain, which could not be healed by hiding.

It would be much better to say it.

In her words, Xiaoling was described as magnificent. Xiaoli listened at that time, and her eyes were always bright. Liuwei was proud of her words, and her emotions were surging. Xiaoli was more and more adored. She wanted to meet her uncle. Although she knew that she would never see him again in her life, Liuwei was also happy. She was glad that there was another person in the world who knew Xiaoling's ability There is another person who can miss her brother with her.

Now my grandfather wants to hear it, Liu Wei says.

There are many strange places in her words. She will say "outside the kindergarten gate", then she will say "primitive forest", and even mention the golden hair and blue eyes of the instructor. These contents are mixed together, just like the fantasy.

Except for the teenager in her mouth.

It's like she made up a background just to set off the young man.

Everyone in the room listened. As Liu Wei said more, everyone's expression changed.

Especially Zhu wensong, although he didn't know what ghosts Liu Wei mentioned, he knew that this person was not Liu Wei, not Liu Wei in the prime minister's residence of Liu Cheng in Kyoto. She was fake.

The real Liu Wei had never been out of Kyoto before he became an adult, let alone to those inexplicable places.

Rong Ling's reaction was the most peaceful. He had doubted Liu Wei's origin for a long time. During this period, with the increasing emotion, the doubting became relief and tolerance.

So now, at first hearing this, he is not surprised at all, and even has a certain sense of certainty. In a word, or that sentence, no matter where she comes from, who she is, as long as the person he loves hasn't changed, then everything hasn't changed.

Ji Nanzheng is the one with the most emotional ups and downs. He doesn't think as far as Zhu wensong, or as nothing as Rong Leng. He looks at Liu Wei all the time and listens to Liu Wei's sentence by sentence description of the towering young man in her mouth. Listen to listen, the heart is tight, covering his chest, panting up.

All the people in the room were frightened. Liu Wei hurriedly got up and went to his grandfather's back.

Ji Nanzheng waved and indicated that he was OK. His heart was still beating fast: "I don't know why, it's the first time I heard it, but I feel so sad..."

Liu Wei as like as two peas in his eyes, he looked at the old man's face as if he were the grandpa before him. He could not help but say, "maybe you didn't listen to it for the first time."

Ji Nanzheng raised his head, his turbid and white eyes were confused for a while, and then he slowly closed them: "you don't have to say, I don't want to listen."

Liu Wei nodded, sat down again, took his grandfather's hand and massaged the acupoints for him.

It used to be the same. At that time, she finally came home with her master. She cried and told her parents that she didn't protect Xiaoling. She held Xiaoling's ashes and kowtowed all the time.

My father's always resolute face is full of fatigue, his eyes are red and blue, and my mother is holding her, crying and saying, "thank you for being here, thank you for coming back."

After that, the news of Xiao Ling's death spread to the two elders. It has been too long since Liu Wei and Liu Ling were kidnapped. Now their granddaughter is back. Of course, the four old people are happy, but the other child died in a foreign country and died miserably.

That night, Grandpa was admitted to the hospital. Hearing the news of his grandson's death, he fell down with a heart attack. Fortunately, grandma found out in time and rescued him at the first time. Otherwise, the old man would have to wait for the ambulance to arrive

Now the same thing happens again. Obviously, it's not the same person, but when you hear the same thing, the reaction is so consistent.

Liu Wei's heart pounded. She pinched her grandfather's hands and shoulders, and took care of the old man carefully. Ji Nanzheng was finally relieved from the suffocation emotion of unknown origin. He sighed and asked Zhu: "ask song, you are proficient in astronomy and astrology. Do you think such a good child will become a God when he dies?"

I wish to ask Songxin to think about astronomy, astrology and the eight trigrams of Zhouyi, which are all based on the calculation method of heaven and earth, and what is different from becoming an immortal.

It can be seen that elder brother Ji's mood is not right, and he can only answer: "yes, it must be."Relieved, the old man nodded and said to Liu Wei, "do you hear that the child is now in the sky, carefree, disease-free and disaster free, which is also very good."

Liu Wei sucks her nose and nods. At this moment, she and the old man seem to share a little secret that only belongs to each other. The sadness immersed in the past seems to dissipate.

Liu Ling's identity has not been inquired about any more. Liu Wei has already confessed his identity by saying that in the past.

Half an hour later, Rong Ling left with the reluctant Liu Wei. I wish to ask song if he had left. He asked Ji Nanzheng, "what's your plan next?"

Ji Nan Zheng smiled and naturally said, "it's urgent for me, old man, to take my granddaughter back to Beijing to show off. My grandson is a genius. How can I be the only one who knows?"

Zhu asked song and said, "no, Liu Wei is not your granddaughter. Didn't you hear that?"

"She is," Ji said

"I wish to ask song Meng:" she just said she was not

Ji Nanzheng chuckled and waved: "but I think she was, at the beginning, I was still a little strange to her. Such a big granddaughter suddenly came out, and I was afraid. But when she finished that story, I felt that we were a family, and the family who broke the bone and tendons could not be wrong."

I wish to ask song a bitter face: "this idea It's a little strange. "

Ji Nanzheng shook his head: "you are not me, you don't know my mood, in short, she must be, can't be fake, my heart tells me so."

I wish to ask song not to say a word, stuffy beside, a long time way: "you are happy."

Ji Nanzheng smiled again: "of course I'm happy. I have granddaughters and great grandsons."

He pauses for a moment and gets serious: "but I didn't ask just now. You said that summer and autumn were locked in the palace. What's the matter?"