Tenth sheet music

Lu Yao originally wanted to put his hand on the back of his granddaughter's hand, but for some reason, his hand remained suspended in the air for a long time without moving.

Tang Xi looked into her old eyes, and an emotion that could not be described in words suddenly surged in his chest, like a surging wave mixed with sourness, gushing out and enveloping her from head to toe.

There was only one English word that came to her mind.

'Shame'.

Tang Xi, you are shameful, you deserve to be nailed to the pillar of shame!

She didn't know what expression to show, she just knew that she shouldn't let her grandmother's hand hang empty.

She turned her palm upwards, her fingers naturally clasping the back of her grandmother's hand, hoping that she wouldn't push her away because of her abruptness.

She looked at her grandmother carefully and spoke cautiously.

"It doesn't matter if there's no chocolate, Grandma. I'm here for something else."

Grandma seemed even more nervous than her. She subconsciously tightened her fingers, but was afraid of hurting Tang Xi so she immediately loosened them. She seemed to have completely forgotten that even if an elderly person used all his strength, he might not be able to hurt her at all.

She sounded a little nervous.

"Then what is Xixi here for? Grandma can chat with you and listen to you talk about what happened recently like when you were a child. Although grandma doesn't have chocolate here, she has other things. Don't leave in a hurry, Aunt Mo, we-"

The nurse quickly took my grandmother's other hand, gently stroked the back of her hand and said soothingly, "Aunt Lu, don't overthink it. They didn't even think about turning around and leaving when they saw you fall asleep. They were planning to wait for you to wake up. After all, their patience isn't just for chocolate, is it?"

Grandma quickly asked, "Really, Xixi?"

She nodded as fast as a woodpecker. "Of course it's true, Grandma. Although Mom would definitely say that my grades are average, actually—"

Grandma interrupted her, smiled and shook her head: "What nonsense are you talking about, kid? How could Aji say that your grades are bad?"

Tang Xi blinked twice in surprise: "Didn't she say that my grades were bad?"

She thought about it carefully. She was the top student in the class in all academic subjects. Even if her mother was dissatisfied, she would not criticize her grades. After all, she never expected her to be admitted to Tsinghua University or Peking University.

Even if she really wanted to criticize something, she would definitely use the piano as a starting point. Or, she was afraid that her grandmother would worry too much, so she would simply report the good news and not the bad news.

Grandma shook her gray head, feeling increasingly helpless. "She always praised you for your good self-control and intelligence. She didn't push you too hard in academic subjects, but you still managed to rank among the best."

"Really?" Tang Xi still didn't quite believe her mother would praise her, but she had no intention of arguing with her grandmother. She quickly changed the subject, "Although my academic performance is not as good as that of the students in the top class, we are, after all, an arts-focused class. We don't even have to take the college entrance examination. My focus of review is only on the piano competition in the near future, so don't worry, grandma. My visit won't affect your exam at all."

"Okay, I feel relieved when you say that." Grandma nodded happily.

In order to reassure her grandmother, Tang Xi continued, "You also know my father's reputation in the music field. He will definitely be recommended for university admission..."

Grandma, no longer kind, snorted softly and cut her off without mercy: "Yeah, with Tang Guangyao's knowledge of unconventional things, what can't he handle with just a simple recommendation?"

Tang Xi was shocked. It seemed that her grandmother hated her father very much.

She didn't know whether she should ask, but her grandmother obviously didn't want to talk about her father in depth.

She rolled her eyes, grabbed the back of Tang Xi's hand and patted it twice: "You've come here with great difficulty, let's not talk about that dark matter, let's not mention your dad."

Tang Xi nodded obediently: "Okay."

Grandma looked around the room, quickly passed Qiao Tian, ​​and lingered on Song Xingchui for a few seconds. However, compared to knowing who she was, she had another question that she wanted to know the answer to more urgently.

"Where's Aji?"

"Mom didn't come."

As soon as Tang Xi finished speaking, Qiao Tian put his head between the grandfather and grandson.

She wasn't wearing her school uniform today, but a pink bubble skirt. Song Xingchui and Tang Xi both complained about it many times, as this hobby was completely contrary to her pop music stereotype of a "spirited little sister".

She herself was enjoying it immensely, and when she poked her head out, she even deliberately shook the bow on her head twice.

"Aunt Yu is very busy, so if she had known we were coming, she wouldn't have come today."

"Child, is this how you should use Lin Daiyu's words?" Grandma showed a helpless smile on her face.

"Hey, it's always the three of us who are representing Aunt Yu today!" Qiao Tian blinked twice and extended her hand to her grandmother. "I'm Xixi's classmate and deskmate. Qiao Tian, ​​Qiao for Qiaomu, and Tian for quiet. Mom and Dad hope I'll talk less and do more, but I like to say a few words about everything I do. I'm not quiet at all~"

Grandma sat up straight, took her hand, and responded seriously, "Hello, I'm Tang Xi's grandmother, Lu Yao. Lu Yao, these feet must have walked a lot when they were young."

Qiao Tian was even more surprised to be treated equally.

She exclaimed, "Wow!" and turned to look at Tang Xi: "Xixi, you don't look like an ordinary old man at all."

Her grandmother has always been like this, never acting like an elder and always treating everyone equally.

But my father called it the "disrespectful behavior of a mad woman."

Tang Xi's thoughts suddenly drifted away. In fact, she had long felt that her grandmother's brain was not like an "ordinary mental illness". Now it seems that not only is her brain healthy, but her thinking is even much clearer than that of the elderly people of the same age.

Oh my god.

A thought that made her feel terrified suddenly popped up in her mind. Before coming here, Song Xingchui had said that mental illness was not like what was said on TV.

My grandmother has depression. Someone in the advanced class next door has also been diagnosed with it, and he looks no different from an ordinary person on weekdays.

If, she meant if, grandma was indeed ill, but not as stupid and crazy as everyone imagined, but rather——

She swallowed, and the irregular heartbeat became more and more obvious.

Grandma and Qiao Tian were chatting very happily, and they even started talking about why Grandma's name was Lu Yao.

"Actually, my real name is not Lu Yao. I just didn't like my original name, so I changed it."

She spoke slowly, and her explanations soothed all emotions, and could even transport people to a desert thousands of miles away.

What she said actually had nothing to do with the scorching sun, but before her eyes there was rolling yellow sand. In the heat wave, the woman rode her camel and staggered forward. No one would doubt whether she could reach the end.

At least Tang Xi won't.

Grandma exhaled.

"Lu Yao, it sounds like a place far away from home, but I don't know where I'm going, so the road is long and arduous......"

During her pause, Tang Xi quickly continued, "I will search high and low."

Grandma laughed out loud: "It seems that Aji didn't lie to me. Your grades are really good."

She shook her head and continued, "Grandma changed her name to remind herself to never stop. What a pity."

She looked up at the snow-white ceiling and tapped her slender thigh. She seemed to be blaming her past self, but in fact she did not show much regret, but more of an unspeakable regret.

Her mood changed so quickly that Tang Xi seemed to see with her own eyes the young woman from decades ago, walking neatly into the local police station and shouting,

"I want to change my name!"

She was the same today. Whatever she wanted to do, she had to do it immediately.

She bent her knees and feet and began to push, then looked at the nurse beside her: "Auntie, Xiaoxi finally brought her classmates here, let's go downstairs for a walk."

The nurse turned around and looked at the sun outside the window, her expression a little hesitant: "Aunt Lu, you see, the sun is so strong outside now. I'm afraid you will feel dizzy from the sun. How about we wait until after three o'clock?"

Grandma waved her hand and said cheerfully, "Look, I was able to break free from sleep even after taking medicine just to spend more time with my granddaughter. What's the sun to me?"

The nurse shook her head helplessly: "I really can't persuade you."

She did what she said and supported herself on the bed board, trying to get her clumsy legs down from the bed. Even though Tang Xi had never taken care of an elderly person, she knew that she shouldn't just stand by and watch, so she quickly tried to lift her legs.

Although grandma was struggling, she quickly pushed her hand away: "Xiaoxi, even though it's so hard for me to get out of bed, if I take it for granted that you help me, I won't be able to get up on my own soon."

Tang Xi opened her mouth slightly, and her expression became increasingly complicated as she looked at her grandmother.

Qiao Tian clapped her hands: "Our grandma is actually a philosopher."

"No, no, he is far inferior to Socrates," replied grandma.

"Aunt Lu, you look modest, but you're actually very happy inside." The caregiver was obviously in a much better mood than before. She smiled and placed her hand only an inch away from the grandmother's back, not lending her strength, but preventing her from falling back.

Grandma deliberately frowned and said, "I think you are just trying to undermine me in front of my granddaughter."

The nurse knew she was joking and said innocently, "If I can tear it apart, doesn't that just prove that you're not as good as you seem? Don't be so quick to refute me. This is the principle you taught me."

Grandma and the nurse chatted with each other, and the air circulation in the ward became more active.

It took the old lady a lot of effort to get up, but after her feet touched the ground, walking did not seem so difficult. In order to balance, she still used a crutch in her hand.

As they walked towards the elevator, the nurse was not surprised that they were passing by. She looked up and smiled, "Auntie Lu, you are going down early today. Don't walk too long or you will get tired."

The grandmother straightened her back and looked confident. "When I see my granddaughter, I have endless energy. I tell you, she and my daughter when they were young are really cut from the same cloth."

The nurse looked directly at Song Xingchui, and found that the grandmother seemed to be pointing at Tang Xi. She was a little surprised.

"She is your granddaughter?"

Grandma didn't notice anything was wrong and smiled, "Yes, she looks like my daughter when she was young."

The nurse took a closer look and realized that Tang Xi and Yu Ji were indeed cut from the same cloth. She was very puzzled as to how she had made such a mistake just now.

Oh, she remembered.

The real granddaughter hid in the back without saying a word, but another person said she came to see her grandmother and even put her ID card on the table.

While the nurse was still thinking, several people had already entered the elevator.

Song Xingchui was the last one to enter, and everyone's eyes fell on her at the same time.

Tang Xi exclaimed, "I forgot to introduce Sister Xingchui!"

"It's not too late now." Song Xingchui smiled and stretched out his hand towards his grandmother, still not saying her name.

Grandma stared at her hand for a long while. When the elevator reached the bottom floor, she looked up again with a blank expression: "Girl, I think we have met somewhere before."

Song Xingchui raised his eyebrows: "Are you quoting Dream of the Red Chamber as well?"

Grandma smiled and shook her head: "Of course not."

Song Xingchui asked again: "Don't you doubt that you remembered it wrong?"

Grandma snorted coldly and stepped out of the elevator quickly, as if to prove herself: "My slow reaction is also due to my age, but my memory is very good. We must have met somewhere before."

Qiao Tian leaned close to Tang Xi's ear and whispered, "Xixi, Sister Xingchui seems to know grandma."

Tang Xi nodded woodenly, and together with Qiao Tian, ​​his inquiring gaze fell on Song Xingchui.

She was the first one in the elevator, but the last one out.

She put her hands behind her back, looked at her grandmother with a smile and said, "It's normal that you can't remember who I am for a moment. I was much younger when we last met, so I guess you probably mistook me for someone else."

Grandma stared at Song Xingchui for a long while, then cried out,

"Oh, I really forgot. You and that girl Duzhou were cut from the same cloth when you were little. The last time I saw you, you were only in high school."