But clearly, his son wasn’t in the mood to listen to his chatter.
After hanging up the phone, he didn’t want to go out again, to avoid seeing Feng Fanghua’s expression, so he fetched his pajamas and went into the bathroom to take a shower.
Later, seeing that he hadn’t co out, Feng Fanghua said to Qin Mu and the old man, "I’ll go up and see why he hasn’t co down yet."
The grandfather and granddaughter didn’t say anything. Only after Feng Fanghua walked away did the old man quietly say, "Your mother-in-law seems fierce all the ti, but she feels uneasy without your father-in-law for just a few minutes."
Qin Mu smiled lightly upon hearing this, "Their relationship is really good!"
"But I think it’s not as good as the relationship between you and Yichen! Yours is a bond since childhood!"
To argue about the foundation of feelings?
Qin Mu felt that ti might not an much, otherwise why would she sotis find him so hard to understand?
Looking at how Feng Fanghua always seems to understand Mu Zihao thoroughly, knowing exactly what he’s thinking, as for her and Mu Yichen...
Qin Mu thought her own insight wasn’t all that great.
"That guy Yichen, he really has a bad temper, don’t you think?"
Qin Mu reflexively nodded because today at the shop, indeed his temper was awful. It was bad enough he hurt others, but he even got angry with her. She hadn’t even started venting her own frustrations, and here he was suddenly blowing up.
But on second thought, she realized it wasn’t like that.
When he beca gentle, he could really lt her heart.
Since she was a child, she had always responded better to kindness rather than force, yet he always insisted on being so harsh with her.
But just a bit of occasional gentleness, she would forget all his crude behaviors, listening to whatever he said, like a fool letting him manipulate her.
Thinking about their childhood! She realized how foolish she was!
But back then, weren’t they all a bit foolish?
When he heard she was sent overseas, without a word, he followed, staying by her side for so many years.
Of course, he could throw a tantrum, after all, it was all because of her that he left ho to study in that place alone.
As Qin Mu thought about it, her eyes involuntarily beca wet, yet she didn’t realize it!
"Mumu?"
The old man noticed her head down, lost in what seed like distressing thoughts, and gently called her a few tis, but she didn’t snap out of it, causing him so worry.
"Huh?"
Qin Mu raised her head and, upon seeing the old man’s deep sea-like eyes already watching her, was startled, but then suddenly gave a limp smile, "Grandpa, I was just lost in thought. Did you say sothing?"
Her voice was very soft, so soft as if it could shatter at any mont.
"No! What were you thinking about? Rembering the ti in Paris?"
The old man looked at her and asked softly, his eyes full of affection.
"Yes! I rember when Mu Yichen ran to regardless of everything, that day I thought I was dreaming!"
When Mu Yichen ca back, he heard her saying that, so he didn’t go inside but stood quietly at the door listening.
"Oh? Tell about it!"
The old man’s eyes shifted, and his smile beca even kinder.
"That afternoon, after school, I saw him standing at my apartnt door. I thought I was like a little dog abandoned, and then there he was, cruelly standing at my door. There was a tree there, planted when I arrived, as tall as him, and he blocked the tree and also sheltered my heart! Grandpa! I have never liked soone so much, I was so afraid he was just a dream."
Qin Mu’s voice grew softer, and although she was smiling, she couldn’t see anything clearly.
Her vision blurred, she looked down at the wedding ring on her hand, and when she felt sothing hot rolling down from her eyes, she casually wiped it away.
Then she put her hands together lightly, placing them on her knees.
"He probably couldn’t believe it either, actually going to be with you and managing to study there."
The old man spoke to Qin Mu with a smile, as if reminiscing about those tis.
Qin Mu looked up, her eyes red but no more tears fell.
"That day he ran back from your house and refused to go to school anymore, insisting on going to Paris. Your mother-in-law protested two hundred tis, firmly disagreeing on him going. Of course, no one was willing, but, you should thank for that matter! It was I who made your childhood sweetheart’s story possible!"
Mu Yichen, standing outside, couldn’t help but chuckle, thinking how the old man loved to put a positive spin on his actions. Wasn’t it really his own determination that shaped everything that followed?
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