Chapter 40 Nacht Her tears.

Quezhan has seen it.

The first time they made love, she vaguely remembered leaning over his collarbone, but he pressed against her neck and threatened her coldly.

"You can do it, but kissing is not allowed."

She was completely different from what she was doing then. If he caught her, there was no way she would escape.

"...Xie Xianshen."

Quezhan retreated again and again, and her intermittent whimpering sounds were merged into the kiss by his force. Her back hit the hardness of the tree behind her, and the first thing she felt was not pain, but because he held her hands to protect her.

Does he have some skin hunger?

Just like the previous times, the little strength she put in to push him away was in vain.

After all, it was the summed up experience. He kissed her so hard, but she tried to bite her teeth to make him give up, but her jaw was stuck, and when she tried to close her teeth, she just touched the tip of his tongue and almost bit herself.

"Psycho..."

No matter how hard Quezhan scolded or hit him, it was of no use. Before his pupils dilated from being kissed, he seemed to see Tag running towards him from the back garden.

The little guy had a snow-white stripe, and she didn’t know if she was seeing things or it was an illusion.

Her heart suddenly clenched, "Don't kiss... Tag, my parents..."

Grandma, parents are all here, what if we get discovered...

As if he had heard her plea for mercy, Xie Xianshen still held her face, stepped back, his eyes fell on her lips. The lipstick color she carefully selected today was all messed up by his kisses, and some of it also stained his lips, which was not obvious if you didn't look carefully.

This time, she didn't cry.

Her eyes are just a little red, as if they are always this red every time I kiss her.

Que Zhan placed her hands slightly bent in front of his shoulders, breathing unsteadily, gasping for breath, with her eyes lowered. She didn't look at him, but opened her lips to curse him: "...You, you are really a lunatic..."

"Don't talk." Xie Xianshen lowered his head and reminded her in a low voice: "Grandma is here."

In the blink of an eye, Tag ran from indoors to outdoors, and came to the back garden with a few turns. Ms. Ye saw that the little guy was gone, and she was worried that it was a cat raised by her granddaughter and must not be lost.

Fortunately, it didn't run away and came to find its mother.

"Xian Shen, what's wrong with Zhan Zhan?" Ye Zhanlin saw that Zhan Zhan's expression seemed a little strange.

Quezhan wanted to explain, she could make up any reason, but Xie Xianshen took over her words and said, "Something got into her eye, but she's fine now."

Ms. Ye didn't suspect anything, she found Tag and told them that it was time to eat.

Quezhan calmed herself down and responded, "Come on, grandma..."

She stopped walking when he grabbed her wrist. She turned around and glared at him, "Just wait, I'll settle the score with you when I get back."

"Does it sound familiar?" he said to himself.

Que Zhan didn't understand. What Xie Xianshen meant by 'sounds familiar' was the time when she and Meng Xie were by the lake. At that time, her situation was the same as the reason he made up, something got into her eye, and he was helping her, and they were very close to each other.

It looked like they were in love, and he still hasn't forgotten it.

"Was what you did that time the same as what we do now?"

He asked her in a disguised way, did you and Meng Xie kiss each other that time?

Quezhan was speechless. She wanted to say that they kissed each other. Anyway, this was not the only lie she had told, so she just wanted to make him angry.

But he took the initiative and grabbed her neck, his eyes gradually becoming gloomy, as if he was a complete opposite of the elder in front of him: "Think about it first. If I hear an answer I don't want to hear, he won't be so lucky."

She was forced to tilt her neck back, and the oxygen in her throat was blocked.

He tried to control his strength, wanting to pinch her harder. His long finger bones wrapped around her neck, and he could directly feel the beating of her neck pulse, but he couldn't bear to do so.

"Have you given me a choice?" She brought up the past, "When have I ever given it to me?"

He said it nicely, giving her the choice to pick, but in reality, it was not all based on his ideas and his wishes.

He automatically translated her words, no.

She and Meng Xie never kissed.

"Be good."

In the competition for her, Xie Xian was well aware of his advantages.

She said that she would not divorce him, but was just using his background as a stepping stone so that if something really went wrong she could get away with it unscathed.

She wanted power, influence, and to be with him, so he gave them to her.

Even if he was being used, he was willing to do it.

...

After dinner at grandma's house, my father and mother had some work to deal with, so they left Que Zhan and Xie Xianshen to accompany the little old lady and the two cats who were ready to take a nap after their meal.

The grandfather and grandson were talking about interesting things in the past in the living room. Xie Xianshen sat next to Que Zhan, holding a cup and making tea for them.

"Zhanzhan was very naughty when she was little."

Ms. Ye mentioned Quezhan's childhood. Since she was relieved to leave her granddaughter to Xie Xianshen, she spoke her mind freely. "I remember one time, Zhanzhan said she wanted to eat Bailan pastry, but the store she often went to happened to be closed, so the little girl started making a fuss."

Later, Ms. Ye coaxed people by saying that she would make it herself, but when she was little, Quezhan followed the old lady, kneading the dough and adding sesame seeds. Her rosy, tender little face was covered with flour on both cheeks.

"Grandma..."

Quezhan reached out and tugged at Ms. Ye's sleeve, signaling her to stop talking. She didn't even know about Xie Xianshen's embarrassing moments, but her own embarrassing moments were completely exposed.

Ye Zhanlin smiled, and suddenly, her eyes fixed on a direction in front of her without moving.

Quezhan thought the old lady was looking at the crabapple trees blooming in the front yard, but she called twice, and it was not until the third time that Ms. Ye heard her.

But when she looked at her again, her grandmother's eyes seemed to have changed completely, as if she was looking at a stranger.

Her heart suddenly felt empty.

"Little girl, who are you?"

It was exactly the same as what she had dreamt, even word for word.

The thing she feared most finally happened.

My body couldn't help but tremble in my throat, but I knew that if I made a sound, I would probably cry. She suppressed all her anxiety and panic until she came to her senses, her voice choked slightly: "Don't you remember me? I am, I am Zhan Zhan... your grandson."

"Yes, Zhan Zhan. You... like to call me Zhan Zhan the most..."

For Alzheimer's patients, when the disease occurs, their world seems so simple that all the past events have become a thing of the past.

Ye Zanlin shook her head and smiled, her eyes still loving: "I don't know."

"Then who are you?"

"I don't know."

Quezhan patiently taught the little old lady, "You are my grandma. I call you grandma, will you agree..."

Ye Zanlin: "I'm not your grandma."

"Do you still remember who I am... Grandma."

"What do you mean?"

"My name, what is my name?"

Ms. Ye thought for a long time, "This is the first time we met, how should I know your name..."

Que Zhan didn't want to give up: "You are my grandma, don't forget me, okay grandma?"

"Yes, grandma."

This was the word Ms. Ye heard the most and she remembered it, "Are you looking for grandma?"

"Yes, my grandma forgot me. She doesn't remember me..."

Que Zhan couldn't help it anymore, tears flowed down her cheeks, and she murmured repeatedly: "Grandma doesn't remember me... She doesn't remember me..."

"Little girl, don't cry." The old lady hurriedly took the tissue to wipe Que Zhan's tears, "I'll take you to find her, okay?"

The two of them talked one sentence after another, and Xie Xianshen watched quietly from the side.

The scene before him was something he had never seen before.

Ever since they got their marriage certificate, their relationship was that of strangers from the beginning. In addition, since they had the same working hours, he was not that concerned about her affairs, and he did not know that no matter how busy Quezhan was at work, he would take out his free time to accompany the little old lady.

Everything was fine during the time my grandmother lived in Xiting Bay.

He seemed to understand why she, who longed for freedom, changed her mind in an instant.

Ms. Ye's condition was sometimes good and sometimes bad. When it was bad, she could not remember who was in front of her, nor did she remember her own name. When it was good, it was as if her memory had been restored. She asked Quezhan why she was crying and what she was crying for, but Quezhan said nothing. He just held her in his arms and cried.

She cried for a long time in her arms.

Tag and Nacht woke up and both ran over to rub against their mother.

Ms. Ye fell ill, but every time she went to the small villa to talk and chat with the old lady, in addition to reminding her to take medicine, she would also help her do some preventive work and improve her memory and hands-on ability.

However, the disease has already occurred and has penetrated into the bone marrow. Taking medicine and taking prevention measures can only provide relief.

Ye Zhanlin seemed to know that she was sick. She always couldn't remember where she put the things she was looking for. Her daughter and grandson said that they were fine and it was normal to forget things occasionally. That time, she couldn't remember Que Zhan's phone number, and she had already noticed it.

It turns out that people are getting old.

Fortunately, seeing her granddaughter get married and start a family, and her husband is the grandson of her most sincere and former friend in this life, she has found a good home, and she has let go of her only wish in this life. For the rest of her life, she will leave it to fate.

-Before

returning to Xiting Bay in the evening, Quezhan said that he wanted to go to Huaguan Residence first, which is where Xie's father and mother live.

Xie Xianshen took her there without asking why. Only when they got there did they find out that she wanted to ask her mother for advice on how to make desserts.

Today, when my grandma mentioned Bai Lan Su, she was in deep thought. Bai Lan Su was actually her grandma's favorite to eat. When she saw her grandma eating it happily, she would rush to eat it when she was a child.

In the past, her grandmother always made it for her, and she also wanted to make it for her grandmother herself.

She was the most favored in the entire Que family, by her father, mother, uncle, aunt, and grandmother. Since she was the only child in the family, the elders devoted all their love to her without reservation.

She was also brought up very well. When she was a child, her food, clothing, housing, transportation, education, etc. were all paved for her. She grew up in such an elite family, but she was not like the spoiled dandies. She knew etiquette and understood virtue. The only thing about her was that she was spoiled to the core and never had to do housework.

Various ingredients for making white orchid pastry were placed on the table, but I just followed the instructions step by step and did what I was supposed to do.

"Please put down the lamp."

Xie Xianshen reminded her that it was already very late and this matter could be put off until tomorrow, but she didn't listen and insisted on making the Bai Lan pastry.

"Don't call me, we haven't settled our accounts yet." Quezhan replied coldly.

She was strictly following the steps, with a focused look on her face, and she hated being interrupted by others. But Xie Xianshen called her name, and she felt that her ears were not at peace.

"How do you want to settle the score?" Xie Xianshen said, "Two people working together should be better than one person fighting alone. Do you want me to help you?"

"No."

She refused firmly.

When she turned around, she saw Xie Xianshen standing behind her, but she could hear him walking quietly, almost without making any sound. She was frightened and the food in her hand fell to the ground in an instant, spilling all over.

It happened that the locker door next to her legs was not closed, and when she stepped back, she was knocked to the ground again.

The floor was a mess, and there was a thorn on the armrest of the cabinet door that scratched the side of her leg, and the pain went straight to her nerves.

Quezhan felt very aggrieved, "What are you doing...! I told you not to come over and I didn't need your help, but you still insisted on coming... Wuuuu, don't bother me..."

She sat on the ground, wrapped her arms around her knees and buried her head, not caring about the wound on her leg that was bleeding, her voice sobbing softly.

In fact, the real reason that brought her to the brink of collapse was that her grandmother had forgotten her. This was the first time she had intuitively felt forgotten. In her dreams, she always thought about this situation many times. After so many times, she should have the courage to face it.

After all, I overestimated myself.

When she really faced the reality, the emotions and mind that she had tried so hard to disguise completely collapsed.

The ground was very cold and she was wearing thin clothes. The single clothes and pants could not cover her thin body.

He hunched over with his arms folded and his head lowered.

The first time he held her, and still now, he felt that she was too light.

I put the person on the sofa and took out the medicine from the medicine box. The situation at that time was once again the same as before.

The time she scratched him, she was the one who applied medicine on him.

Now the roles are reversed.

"I'll be gentler." Xie Xianshen held a cotton swab and disinfected the wound first, "If it hurts, bear with it."

"..."

Is this his attitude when pursuing someone?

Quezhan wanted to grab the cotton swab and apply the medicine on herself, but she didn't have the heart to do so. Looking at the bright red blood flowing out of her body, she felt there was no need to care.

"Why didn't you tell me about grandma's matter?" After disinfecting, Xie Xianshen changed the cotton swab and dipped it in ointment. "Do you think it's useless to tell me, or do you think you are great and can bear it yourself?"

The tears at the corners of her eyes seemed to be entangled by the second half of the sentence. She really thought so and thought she could bear it.

"This is my business and has nothing to do with you."

"Are you still stubborn?"

Xie Xianshen grabbed her ankle with his other hand, exerting force and tightening it. She was trapped in a corner and could not escape. "Quezhan, you know what I will do. Do you want me to continue kissing you until you can't breathe, or throw you on the bed..." Quezhan

covered his lips and stopped him from continuing. Of course she knew what he would do, because this was the only move Xie Xianshen could think of.

The cotton swab brushed against the wound on the side of her leg, causing a slight numbness.

"It hurts..." Quezhan scolded him in his heart for being so arrogant and not being careful when applying the medicine. "Give me the cotton swab, I'll do it myself."

He pretended not to hear.

"Do you feel the pain now? The wound needs to be treated properly, otherwise it will become infected and inflamed."

"..."

I don't know why it stung my tear glands, but the tears that had just retreated couldn't be stopped again. They stayed in my eye sockets and swirled around, like pear blossoms in the rain.

He looked at her with pity.

He raised his hand to wipe her tears. Feeling his warmth, she turned her head away. However, she didn't move away even half an inch. The tears dripping from the corners of her eyes seemed to disobey her control and kept falling. She cried until the area around her eyes turned red.

Xie Xianshen helped her wipe it again and again with great patience.

The man, who usually came to the kitchen more than once, made some ginger and jujube tea for her this time. A few rose petals were spread on the mellow brown sugar, which had a slight sweetness mixed with the spiciness of hot ginger.

"What is this?" asked Quezhan.

"Ginger and jujube tea."

"Take it away. I don't want to drink this. It smells bad. It smells like Chinese medicine."

Ms. Ye also said that she was picky about food. When she was a child, she would not touch anything that she didn't like.

"Your period is coming soon, in these few days."

Xie Xianshen brought the ginger and jujube tea to her, and handed a small porcelain spoon to her, "Drink it to make you feel better."

They have lived together for so long that he even knows this.

She stared at the steaming ginger and jujube tea. As she got closer, the sweet aroma of brown sugar and jujubes became more and more permeating her nostrils.

She wanted to take the tea away and drink it herself, but Xie Xianshen refused in a cold voice: "You don't have to do anything, just drink it."

"..."

He used this gesture to feed the tea to her lips, but she took a sip and found it was quite sweet. After drinking it in one gulp, she took another sip.

It’s not as bad as I imagined.

But, she was silent for a moment, and for a long time, she didn't come back to her senses from the matter of her grandmother.

"How can I make you happy?"

"Aren't you pursuing someone? You don't know how to make a girl happy."

Xie Xianshen looked at her and spoke clearly, "The first time."

She said that his eyes were beautiful, and she told him so herself. Also, there was the mole under his eye.

When we looked at each other, a sudden burst of white noise sounded in my ears.

"Ding."

The cell phone rang, and Quezhan's consciousness was pulled back.

Angang: [Zhanzhan, big news!] Something big happened! 】

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