Chapter 550 I am Xia Yunduan

Huo Chengde's pupils suddenly constricted.

Then the girl turned in front of him and slowly squatted down.

The loose hem of her plaid shirt fell to the ground and was covered in dust, but she didn't care.

She raised her face and stared at him. Although it was a relatively unfamiliar face, a face he had only seen once, the tears in her eyes gave him a terrifying sense of familiarity.

There was a pool of shaky tears in Shen Pianpian's eyes, but she smiled at him. Her voice, which was trying to be cheerful, always contained obscure bitterness and sadness.

"Grandpa."

"Besides me, who else in this world can call you grandpa?"

"Grandpa, I'm Yunduan."

"I'm Xia Yunduan."

Huo Chengde didn't say anything for a long time. He just looked down at her. His expressionless face looked cold and hard, as if it was sealed with a layer of glue.

After a while, he slowly said,

“Miss Shen, you will have to pay the price for making such a joke in front of me.”

The voice was lowered to a very low pitch due to some tense emotions, and it sounded dark and dangerous, giving people goose bumps.

However, Shen Pianpian was still smiling in such an atmosphere, and the tears in her eyes became more and more sparkling. She continued,

"When I was five, you gave me the Eye of the Sea, saying that even if the Xia family fell and you passed away, I could still be a princess in the clouds with these assets, never having to deal with the dust of this world."

"When I was eight, I got mad at you because of that wood carving of a puppy that had been altered. You said you hoped your name would give me a backdoor in life and that everything would go smoothly for me."

"That same year, my mother passed away. You didn't cry. You apologized to me, saying it was your fault that I lost my mother. But you also lost your daughter. You never celebrated your birthday again because your birthday was the anniversary of my mother's death."

"At that time, there was only her name on Mom's tombstone. You didn't even carve yourself on it."

The tears in the girl's eyes finally couldn't help falling, fluttering like beads that had broken off the string.

"Why did you carve me?"

"Grandpa."

"I am the Cloud."

"Unfilial daughter Xia Yunduan."

"There's no such thing as a friend in the cloud. I wrote that letter to you personally. I just wanted you to feel better, but I didn't expect your heart couldn't handle the emotional fluctuations. It almost made me regret it for the rest of my life."

"Grandpa."

In the bright sunlight, the girl's face, covered in water, looked very miserable. She looked at him sobbingly and said,

"When my mother passed away, everyone left, but I still clung to her photo and refused to leave."

"You hugged me and said something at that time. Do you remember?"

Huo Chengde's whole body was tense as he stared at her intently, his expression almost stiff and dazed.

The girl's embarrassed and crying face was reflected in his cloudy eyes.

She sobbed and repeated,

"Life is all about letting go, but the most painful thing is not being able to say goodbye properly."

"Yunduan, just think of mom's good morning as a farewell."

"Mom, I wish you never to suffer such pain again in your life."

"I'm sorry, Grandpa. Mom and I are unfilial. We've repeatedly made you go through this kind of departure without saying goodbye."

"I was wrong."

The girl finally sobbed and cried out.

She lay on the old man's knees, just like every child crying wildly in the arms of a loved one.

She looks delicate, yet carries a real and huge sadness.

Servants passing by in the distance would cast strange glances at him from afar.

But the old man never moved.