Several soul wolves tore into the man's body, but did not touch his flesh and blood.
As if they were afraid of being contaminated by something dirty, they jumped out of the blood-stained place in disgust.
An Qing watched their actions with a smile. , said softly: "I haven't seen you for a while, you are quite picky."
The three soul wolves shook their huge heads and circled around An Qing as if they were coquettish.
An Qing touched their almost solid bodies with a genuine smile.
He was happy for a while, then he supported one of them and actually rode on it.
The body of one of the soul wolves only ran towards the original owner's grandma's house.
Arriving in front of the slightly faded door, An Qing jumped down from the soul wolf, put the three soul wolves into the space, raised his feet and rang the white doorbell on the side of the door.
The doorbell rang for a while, and An Qing heard a slightly hoarse voice shouting from inside: "Who is it, who is it?"
Accompanying this voice was the dim light that turned on.
Although the light was not very bright, it carried a reassuring warmth.
An Qing responded to the voice and shouted: "Grandma, it's me, An Qing, I'm here."
"Oh my God, what time is it?
Tell me why you came here.
Why didn't you ask your mother to call me before you came?"
Hearing An Qing's voice, footsteps inside The sound became urgent, and then An Qing saw the faded vermilion door being pulled open, and she was also held in a warm embrace.
"Tell me, your mother is really generous.
She asked you to come over so late.
Isn't she afraid that something might happen?
If she really has to let you come over, then she should let me pick you up.
Just Let you come here alone, if something happens, I will see that she will not regret it."
The original owner's grandmother dragged An Qing into the house and kept talking.
An Qing held the honey water that the original owner's grandma poured for her, and drank the slightly sweet and warm water, and her cold heart suddenly warmed up.
"Grandma, my mother doesn't like me.
She likes my younger brother.
I'm not the child she expected.
I don't want to irritate her anymore.
I want to live with you.
Is that okay?"
An Qing held a glass of water and hesitated for a while.
Watching the original owner's grandma, who was busy going in and out, preparing dinner for herself, she said the words that the original owner never had the courage to say.
The original owner's grandma paused with her hand holding the chopsticks, then turned to look at An Qing, but she was a little embarrassed and a little distressed: "Grandma, you can come and stay here as long as you want, but your mother is still your mother, and you are still young.
Xiao, you don’t understand the heart of a mother, you have to try to understand your mother more.”
"Grandma, have you ever had the experience of kicking your daughter out of the house at night and letting her go to someone else's home alone?
Grandma, have you ever felt disgusted every time you faced your daughter?
Grandma, it’s not that I don’t understand my mother, but I understand it too well.
She can only see her younger brother in her eyes now.
When I come to grandma, I can accompany you, grandma.
Likewise, I can also make my mother invisible to me, which is not so.
That's terrible."
An Qing's eyes didn't evade at all.
He just looked at the original owner's grandma with cold eyes and said with a wry smile.
The original owner's grandma spent her whole life thinking about how to make the original owner and the original owner's mother become a loving mother and daughter.
Unfortunately, she didn't know until her death that she gave up completely because of the original owner's mother's partiality and unfeeling.
An Qing didn't want the original owner's grandma to be sad in the future, so he thought of taking advantage of the time when the original owner's grandma was still in good health to infiltrate the matter bit by bit, so that she wouldn't be sad about it in the future, desperate tgt ttrgt: