A casual remark from the other party unexpectedly touched upon Xia Che's deepest secret.
"Is your speech too greasy? That shouldn't be the case..."
Xia Che pursed his lips.
Even Su Miaorou couldn't see through his flaws, so Xia Che really didn't believe that the old man in front of him could see anything.
It is said that as people get older, their eyesight will become dim, but their minds will become clearer.
This is the experience accumulated and built up by the years in the elderly, which sometimes makes them much more perceptive than ordinary people.
"I'm going to check on Wang Xiaoxi."
Xia Che gave a forced smile, then stood up and walked towards the hospital bed. He rarely had anyone he was wary of, but in front of his grandmother, Xia Che felt it was best to say as little as possible.
Grandma continued watching TV, and her silence was taken as tacit approval.
On the hospital bed, Wang Xiaoxi slept peacefully, her breathing even, with a faint smile on her lips.
If it weren't for Wang Xiaoxi's medical record hanging by the bed, people might believe he was just taking a nap.
Xia Che approached and reached out to lift Wang Xiaoxi's bangs, where there was indeed a shallow scar that looked like a centipede.
"Looks like the mosquitoes weren't lying after all..."
Xia Che remained silent.
Although the scar has healed, it must have been left by Feng Yang when he bullied the other party.
Although Mosquito is a habitual liar, he didn't lie to himself about this matter.
"Don't worry too much about this child. He's very sensible, ever since he was very young, more sensible than his peers... But sensible children are often the ones who suffer. They cry and make a fuss to get candy. Xiao Xi understands this principle. He really understands. Everyone else says my grandson is silly, but I don't think so at all. He has great wisdom. He could easily use his privilege as a child to act unreasonably, and no one would go along with him. Everyone would give in to him, but he just won't."
Grandma put an orange into her mouth, her eyes full of tenderness: "My grandson... is actually very smart. He's so smart, but he's too tired. He's such a small child, he can't even carry a bucket of mineral water on his shoulders, yet he's shouldered the pressure of the family for me. He's too tired... Now that he has almost unlimited time to rest, it's actually a good thing."
"But he didn't have to go through all this; someone framed him..."
Xia Che frowned, and immediately wanted to refute the other party.
Although this grandmother is very wise, she is too rational in her thinking and often makes assumptions.
It's as if they're not talking about their own grandson, but some insignificant person.
Xia Che didn't care whether what his grandmother said was right or wrong. He wasn't an absolutely rational person. If it were him, Xia Che would definitely use all means to retaliate. He would make his relatives bleed, and the other party's blood would not be less than what was shed. On the contrary, they would be returned double.
“Young man, don’t dwell on what has already happened. Revenge requires resources. For people like us, it’s already good enough if we can avoid being completely consumed by malice. Not everyone has the right to seek revenge.”
Grandma looked at Xia Che quietly and shook her head: "I thought you, a little adult, would understand this, but now you're acting like it's appropriate for your age? Really..."
"I'm more of a sentimental person."
Xia Che paused for a moment, then touched his nose, unsure how to answer the question.
He felt a little melancholy.
yes……
What else can Wang Xiaoxi's family do besides accept this reality?
In a way, the mosquito was actually a benefactor to the family. Not only did it pay for their hospital bills, but it also killed the person who harmed their grandson. In fact, the mosquito avenged their family.
So complicated...
What was originally a clear problem now seems incredibly complex and tangled just thinking about it. Xia Che tried to cut through the threads entangled in the problem, but found that the more he cut, the more complicated it became.
"Um?"
Suddenly, Xia Che sensed something was amiss. His ears twitched slightly, and his eyes instantly turned towards the door.
Someone's coming...
And it exudes a murderous aura!
In an instant, Xia Che's heart suddenly raced, the hairs on his body stood on end, and his brows furrowed.
It's not that he possesses something like the ability to sense killing intent.
Instead...
The aura emanating from the newcomer was remarkably similar to that of Wen Chenlu.
Xia Che couldn't tell which was better or worse, but one thing was certain.
—The person who came here is from the same world as Wen Chenlu!
They're all killers!
Wen Chenlu wouldn't suddenly come looking for him, and if she were to come, she wouldn't be so ostentatiously displaying her murderous aura.
The answer is obvious...
"That man with the goatee said... someone wanted to kill me, and now it's finally happened?"
Xia Che frowned. Under the immense pressure of his aura, he tried to force a bitter smile, but found that his facial muscles had already stiffened.
"Bang bang bang—"
The person suddenly knocked lightly on the door, in a rhythmic manner.
Each strike felt like a blow to the heart.
Who is it?
Grandma calmly placed the unfinished oranges on the table, stood up unsteadily, and walked towards the door: "Really... all of you people, how long has it been since you last came to visit, and when you do come, there are so many people..."
"Wait a moment!"
Xia Che snapped out of his daze and, in a fit of excitement, shouted, "Don't open the door!"
Immediately, Xia Che took a few quick steps and rushed forward, blocking his grandmother's path.
"Why are you yelling so loudly all of a sudden, you child?"
Grandma was startled. Already old, she was so frightened that she felt unwell all over. She clutched her chest and took several breaths to calm down.
"I'm sorry... Grandma, my time is up, I have to go back to school first. This person was with me, he's late, I'll take him away now."
Xia Che turned around and forced a smile, then turned back, his smile fading away and his expression becoming more serious than ever before: "I know you came to see me, and I know what you want to talk about. Let's go back together, and not talk here, okay?"
He cursed inwardly.
Oh shit……
It's all Su Miaorou's fault.
Why insist on sealing off your meridians? In this situation, with your meridians sealed, wouldn't you be nothing more than a chicken to be slaughtered by a real assassin?
"You stupid woman, you don't want a living disciple, you insist on having a dead one, right? Playing me like this... I don't believe you won't regret it later!"
Xia Che scoffed, his forehead already covered in cold sweat.
Since they're after me, even though Xia Che's meridians are sealed and he's no different from an ordinary person, he has to take responsibility for his actions. The assassins outside absolutely cannot be let in.
Why should you involve others in your own troubles?
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