"I thought you had forgotten me. I thought you would never show up again. These past few days, I've missed you so much! I miss you so much!"
Shi Ran felt a little guilty, but she snorted proudly and said, "It seems that in your eyes, I am a person who doesn't even keep my promises?"
Song Sichen did not answer, but shook his head vigorously.
That's when it happened.
A big hand suddenly grabbed Song Sichen's neck and pushed the little guy back a big step.
"Get off my granddaughter."
Grandpa Shi Ran looked down at Song Sichen with dissatisfaction.
"Are you okay, Shiran?"
The old man patted the clothes in Song Sichen's hand and asked.
Shi Ran shook her head. Noticing her grandfather's unhappy expression, she grabbed Song Sichen's hand and said with a smile, "Shi Ran is fine, Grandpa. This child is Shi Ran's friend..."
"Song Sichen."
Just like a sentencing, he said his name without any emotion, and his tone was even so calm that it seemed as if he had no emotions at all.
However, Song Sichen's shoulders shrank slightly.
Because the cold grandfather looked at him up and down as if he was evaluating an object.
"grandfather?"
Seeing such a scene for the first time, Shi Ran cautiously called out "Grandpa".
"Yes, this kid is Song Sichen. You'll know if you meet him outside."
"Why?"
Grandpa did not retract his frown from Song Sichen's hand, but answered.
"You look like your grandfather, kid."
Just like Shi Ran and her grandfather have the same eye color, there is no need for a DNA test. You can tell she is a child of the Shi family as soon as you bring her home.
Hearing this, Song Sichen's eyes wavered instantly.
"Didn't anyone tell you?"
Grandpa asked, and the little guy shook his head slightly.
"That's right, no one should have told you."
"Grandpa, do you know Song Sichen's grandfather?"
"yes."
Grandpa said with a hearty laugh.
Grandpa's gaze turned to Song Sichen again.
Although it is much better than before, there is still a cold look in his eyes.
“Do you live here alone now?”
Song Sichen nodded.
"Only one person?"
Song Sichen nodded again.
"I'm not starving yet. Does anyone bring me food occasionally?"
Song Sichen still nodded without saying a word.
"Hasn't anyone taught you how to respond when an elder asks you a question?"
Grandpa shouted.
So, Song Sichen hunched his shoulders and hid behind Shi Ran.
"You bastard!"
The old man seemed dissatisfied with his behavior again and reached out to grab Song Sichen's neck.
That moment.
Shi Ran took the opportunity to grab his grandfather's hand and laughed.
"Grandpa! Let's go inside and talk! Shi Ran's legs hurt."
In fact, even though it didn't hurt to stand for such a long time, Shi Ran still pretended.
"Okay, Shi Ran, you should go back for a while."
“Where’s Grandpa?”
"Grandpa, chat with this guy for a while before going in."
Grandpa's expression was determined.
If I insist on staying here, I think my grandfather will be angry again.
Shi Ran had no choice but to turn around and drag the heavy bag on the ground into the house.
Song Sichen stood there, watching Shi Ran push open the door and walk in alone, then he turned to look at his grandfather.
Grandpa stood with his hands behind his back, looking down at Song Sichen in front of him, deliberately not concealing his unstoppable momentum.
Whenever grandpa acted like this, even the adults could not hold their heads up, but Song Sichen was different.
The dark eyes stared straight ahead.
The face, which was as unchanged as a white porcelain mask, only had a sharp alertness, which was completely different from the way he looked when Shi Ran was around.
different.
Not long after, when grandpa stretched out his hand, his eyes were full of admiration.
“That’s really good.”
Grandpa burst out laughing.
"I thought he looked a lot like your grandfather, but I didn't expect his personality to be exactly the same."
Song Sichen didn't say anything, but stared straight into Shi Ran's grandfather's eyes, full of vigilance.
If the look in Grandpa Shi Ran's eyes when he looked at him was scrutiny, then the look in his eyes when he looked at Grandpa Shi Ran was a warning.
"Do you want to live?" Shi Ran's grandfather asked Song Sichen. "Just one word from me and you'll live. What should I do? Beg me?"
Song Sichen's small hands were clenched into fists, and his black eyeballs exuded hostility.
When Shi Ran’s grandfather saw this look, he felt very happy.
This was the first time he saw this kind of look in a child's eyes.
If one of his grandchildren could have this kind of look, he would probably feel gratified.
Grandpa Shi Ran admires Song Sichen, and this alone is enough for Song Sichen to survive.
"I've decided. I will save you."
Song Sichen didn't say a word, just a look made Shi Ran's grandfather make a decision.
Loller held the moldy bread in the hungry man's hand and smiled.
Song Sichen was unhappy and spoke in a hostile voice.
"Shi Ran doesn't look like you at all."
"What? Hahaha!" Shi Ran's grandfather laughed. "Yes, this is a very lucky thing. My granddaughter is not like me. She has no dirt at all."
But the smile disappeared from his face in an instant, and he gave a low-key warning.
"So don't think about sticking to Shi Ran and getting your dirt on her. This kid is not someone you can easily bully. Do you understand?"
Song Sichen didn't answer, but Grandpa Shi Ran didn't need to answer.
From today on, the power of life and death of Song Sichen is in the hands of Shi Ran’s grandfather.
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