Upon hearing the sound, Ji Zhinan was taken aback. Looking up, he saw that the old man was already in tears.
"Grandpa..." She gripped his hand tighter, and the sight of her red eyes pained the old man's heart.
"Silly child, do you know why your name is Zhinan?"
Ji Zhinan paused for a moment, then slowly shook his head.
"This is the name your mother chose for you; she chose it herself."
This answer truly surprised Ji Zhinan.
She still remembered that in her past life, Ji Zhixia burned her in a fire. At that time, she struggled desperately in the fire, while Ji Zhixia watched her suffer from outside the fire.
At that time, Ji Zhixia was acting crazy and revealed many secrets.
It seems that Ji Zhixia did say that she wasn't originally called Ji Zhixia; her name was Ji Xia, and it was the old man who forced her to change it.
Just because her name is Ji Zhinan.
"The warmth of the southern tea, the chill of the northern song. Your mother hopes you will be an elegant and gentle girl. She says she wants you to be a happy little princess, carefree every day, without being bothered by other trivial matters..."
Zhi Nan's tea is warm, Gu Bei's clear song is cold...
Ji... Zhinan.
“Child…” Grandpa Ji looked at her familiar face and smiled kindly: “You are a good child. It is my pride and my lifelong honor to have a granddaughter like you.”
"So...don't deny yourself, you need to have confidence..."
After a pause, the old man continued, "Your mother loved you very much. If she had been able to escape unscathed, she would definitely be by your side, instead of... entrusting you to me when you were only a month old, asking me to take you away."
"..."
A lot must have happened back then.
Ji Zhinan sniffed: "So you still don't want to tell me, is that it?"
Grandpa Ji nodded: "What's past is past. Sometimes digging too deep can only cause trouble for yourself."
This answer was exactly what Ji Zhinan had expected.
If the old man had agreed so easily, the situation in the lounge wouldn't have become so awkward.
"I understand." Ji Zhinan nodded, obediently listening to him without pressing for details.
"Please take good care of yourself. I... have never blamed you."
She forced a smile: "Just like you said, you kept many secrets from me, but all of them were based on my safety and happiness. I don't blame you."
Tears welled up in the old man's eyes again, and he gripped Ji Zhinan's hand tightly: "Thank you... child, thank you..."
"Don't say thank you to me, I should be the one saying it to you. Thank you for all the years you've been so good to me, thank you for choosing to love me unconditionally..."
It made her realize that her world wasn't all cold; there was a glimmer of warmth in that corner...
The old man stared at her for a long time before finally speaking: "Child, come back... hmm?"
He always knew that she chose to leave the Ji family because of Ji Zhixia.
He didn't want to see her suffer outside. He had promised Miss Luo that he would make sure she lived a life of happiness and bliss...
"No need." Ji Zhinan shook his head and refused, "I'm doing fine outside, really."
The old man lowered his head, his expression somewhat somber.
Seeing his disappointed look, Ji Zhinan thought for a moment and took out his phone from his pocket.
I made a call, and they answered quickly.
"Can you come in for a moment?" she asked.
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