A good night's dream.

The next morning, Xiao you was awakened by the annoying telephone ring.

"Who? It's early in the morning, and people are not allowed to sleep. " She grumbled discontentedly and took the mobile phone over. When she saw the number displayed above, all her sleepiness disappeared.

"Whose phone?" White Mo Han was also woken up, with sleepy eyes open, stood up and looked at her.

Xiaoyou took a look at the ringing phone, hesitated for a while, or chose to tell the truth: "yes, Ji's phone."

White ink cold face immediately changed: "hang up."

"What if there's something urgent?" Xiaoyou insists that the phone has been ringing for a long time, but it hasn't been hung up. If it's not really something, how can it be so persistent?

Bai Mohan didn't speak this time, but her eyes became more and more cold.

"I'll listen to what's going on first. If it's no big deal, I promise I'll black the number later, OK?"

He still didn't answer.

Xiao you bit his teeth and pressed the connect key. At the moment when the phone was connected, she also saw the disappointment in Bai Mo Han's eyes.

"Hello, Xiao you? I'm Ji Wenfan. "

"Mr. Ji?" Small leisurely feel very surprised, she originally thought, hit so anxious, must be season old son. "What can I do for you?"

"Well, the old man suddenly fell ill in the early morning and kept on talking about wanting to see you and Han. Xiao you, do you think you can persuade han to come back to his old house today? "

"What? Is grandfather Ji ill? How could that be? Is it serious? " She anxiously sat up and grabbed Bai Mohan's hand and looked at him anxiously.

But how, this man's eyes only indifference, to season the body of the old man did not care.

"Last night, I suddenly had a high fever. I called to see the doctor. Now the fever is gone, but I'm still confused and didn't wake up. Your name and Han's name are in your mouth. Listen, you are still shouting now. "

Listening to what he said, Xiao you immediately listened attentively. Sure enough, he could vaguely hear Mr. Ji's faint "cold Cold Xiaoyou... " The sound of the sound.

"When I left yesterday, grandfather Ji was still fine."

"Well, the old man is getting worse and worse in the last two years. Maybe that day Well, don't say these words. Xiao you, I hope you can bring back the cold today. Just come back once, that's enough. "

"This..." Small you turned Mou to see one eye, is cool stare at his white Mo Han, this man's eyes seem to be able to penetrate all his mind. "Good ok You must take good care of grandfather Ji. "

"Don't worry."

Hang up the phone, small you a face embarrassed to see white ink cold, tangled for a long time before opening: "you heard, Ji grandfather he is sick, still very serious, you go to see him." "Xiaoyou, I can understand other people's advice to go back to Ji's house, because they don't know the truth. But you, you know exactly what the Ji family did to me and my mother. Why do you still want to help them now? " Bai Mohan's face is full of disappointment, there is nothing more than his love

people don't understand himself.

His words were very heavy. Xiaoyou shook his head: "I didn't. I didn't mean to persuade you to go back to Ji's house, but I just want you to go back and see Grandpa Ji. "

"What's the difference?" The white Mo cold face has no expression of quality to ask a way. Xiao you is a little tongue tied for a moment, but when she thinks of the words that Mr. Ji said to her yesterday, and the name of Bai Mohan that she never forgets to recite when she is seriously ill, her heart will not come down. "Bai Mohan, I can understand your hatred for the Ji family, and I never wanted to resolve this resentment for you. But you know what? Grandfather Ji, how much he has been concerned about you for so many years. He took me to the study yesterday, took a box about your things out, you have all the growth process from childhood to adulthood, if it wasn't for grandfather Ji, I didn't know you were like that when you were a child. He really

repents with his heart. I think you can forgive him, but it's OK to go back and have a look once in a while to relieve the old people's yearning. "

"Do you think the Ji family just wanted me to go back?" White ink cold lips, evoke a smile of irony.

Xiaoyou's face is blank: "isn't it?"

It's not because I miss him. Is it because I want to fight for his property? But there's no need. Ji's family is also very rich.

"Xiaoyou, you are too simple. Just because of this, I didn't want to let Ji's family know your existence. Because once they know you, they will start with you. And you It's my weakness. I'll listen to you. "

"Ah? I... " Weakness? Did she? Is she the weakness of Bai Mohan?

White ink cold smile of some bitterness, raised a hand to touch her small head: "you see, I just open our relationship, there are people who have bad intentions to start on you, have to say, they are very smart.""Grandfather Ji just wants you to go back. It's not a bad idea, is it?" Xiaoyou thought for a long time and felt that what he said seemed to be the meaning.

"If it's good intentions, you'll know when you go to Ji's house."

As soon as Xiao you's eyes brighten, he grabs his arm and looks at him in disbelief: "you You just said you were going to Ji's? Do you agree? "

"If I don't agree, will you give up?" White Mo Han looked at her helplessly.

Xiaoyou shook his head decisively: "I promised grandfather Ji, I will take you back."

"You see, so I have no choice at all."

"Oh, white Mohan, don't do that. If you don't like it there, you'll come back right after we've finished watching grandpa Ji, OK Xiao you took his arm and began to make a fuss.

She didn't want him to be unhappy.

"You said that." White Mo Han helpless a smile, point her small nose.

"Yes, I said it! Do what you say Xiaoyou nodded his head with a smile and said a loud boo on his face.

After washing and gargling quickly, they ate some breakfast prepared by the maid and drove to Ji's old house.

Xiaoyou had called the old house before he started, so as soon as they arrived, there were two neat rows of servants standing there ready to meet them.

"Xiao you, Han, here you are." Ji Wenfan and Wen Sulian were both smiling. Seeing them get off the bus, they immediately went up.

Xiaoyou politely nodded to them: "Mr. Ji, aunt Wen."

But Bai Mohan, as if he didn't see them at all, looked indifferent and didn't say a word.

Ji Wenfan and his wife seem to have been used to his indifference for a long time, with no special reaction. "By the way, how's grandfather Ji? Will Han and I go and see him now? "