C28 Xia Qing's Former Residence in the Conspiracy and Crisis

The driver drove steadily.

I sat in the back seat and kept looking at the tall buildings on the street.

I have walked through these streets countless times, but I always sat on the bus. The buildings on both sides of the street always gave me a gloomy and depressing feeling.

Today, this is the first time I have been passing them in a private car.

For some reason, I suddenly felt that those buildings had become smaller. The road seemed to have become wider, and the traffic was not as congested as it used to be.

Tianming sat in the co-pilot's seat and observed my situation from the rearview mirror from time to time.

We had driven more than ten streets aimlessly.

"Yuv, where do you want to go?"

Actually, I don't want to go anywhere. I just want to walk around.

But I can't act too abnormal. I casually said a destination, "Fang Shan."

Only after saying it did I realize that it was the place Xia Qing used to live. At first, it was the city and village joint department. Although it was far from the city, but because the rent was cheap, many people who came to Beijing to work chose to rent there. After passing the subway, it quickly developed, and now it was already a forest of tall buildings.

Tianming's biggest advantage was that he never asked what he shouldn't ask. He never asked.

He did not ask why I wanted to go there. This made me feel relaxed. Otherwise, I really did not know what reason I should make up to answer him.

*

The car circled around the Polytechnic University and finally stopped near Times Square.

I made an excuse to go to Shopping and asked the driver to wait here. Then I got off the car with Tianming.

Shopping is fake. My real goal is to take a look at Xia Qing's alma mater from afar.

Another thing is that Xia Qing's grandparents live nearby. I know that with Lin Yuv's identity, there is no way to recognize them. But if possible, I hope that I can take a look at them from afar and let me know if they are doing well now.

Tianming and I sat down in a small restaurant in Sha County at the intersection and ordered two bowls of wonton.

At this time, it should be the time for grandpa and grandma to go to the market to buy vegetables. If there were no special circumstances, they would pass by here very quickly.

I don't have the mood to eat wontons. My eyes are closely watching the pedestrians coming and going at the intersection.

Sure enough, Grandma's familiar figure appeared at the intersection on time.

It had only been a month, but I noticed that her hair seemed to have turned completely white overnight. Her back was bent, her face was haggard, and her steps were much slower.

How could this be? Was Grandma sick?

Where was Grandpa? Why didn't he see Grandpa? Usually, the two of them would never separate. They would buy groceries, walk, and have a physical examination. No matter what they did, they would always be together.

I have a bad feeling about this.

Grandma walked very laboriously. She stopped and held the big tree with one hand to catch her breath. She used the other hand to carry her back and beat her waist with difficulty.

I clenched my fists and tried hard to hold back the tears in my eyes.

Suddenly, I saw Grandma's body slowly fall to the ground against the tree. Her heart felt like it was being cut by a knife. She could no longer control herself and stood up to rush towards her.

Tianming came to Grandma's side before me. He put her flat and pinched her in the middle.

After a while, Grandma woke up.

My tears could not stop falling. "Grandma! You're awake?"

Tianming helped Grandma sit up.

I heard someone in the crowd pointing.

"Isn't this Old Xia's family?"

"Aiyo, it's really her. This old couple is really pitiful. My son doesn't want them. My daughter-in-law died of illness the year before last. My granddaughter also suddenly lost contact half a year ago. It is said that she went to be a mistress for some rich person. They are the only ones left alone. They have committed a sin."

"It's not a sin. Old Xia is now ill and can't get up. The old lady will fall again. "What should we do?"

I heard waves of worry and anger. "What's there to see? We can either help send Grandma home. Those who don't want to help are dismissed! "

Just as I finished speaking, the crowd dispersed with a "Hua" sound. After all, no one wanted to get involved in unnecessary trouble.

Only an old lady did not leave. She said, "This young lady and young man have a good heart. My old arms and legs can't help much, but I can help you guys lead the way."

"Thank you, aunty!"

Of course I know how to go home, but I still have to pretend that I don't know.

Before I could say anything, Tianming carried aunty on his back. I was touched. Sure enough, just like what Lin Yuv said in the dream, Tianming was a person with a cold face and a warm heart.

I picked up Grandma's basket and followed Tianming and Grandma back to the familiar house.

*

It was an old building from the 1980s. It was dilapidated. The corridor was covered with all kinds of small advertisements and water and electricity bills. The walls were so dirty that the original color could not be seen. After two inches of gray on the handrail, the corridor was filled with junk. It took a lot of effort to turn around.

I habitually felt for the key in my pocket, but it was empty.

Yes, I am Lin Yuv now. I reminded myself again.

Tianming used his grandmother's key to open the door. A strong smell of damp, musty and herbal medicine wafted into his face, almost making me vomit.

It wasn't long ago. How did the house become like this not long ago?

Tianming wanted to put his grandmother on the bed, but he found his grandfather lying on the bed with a face full of yellow muscles.

I could not stop my tears. I skillfully took out a quilt from the top of the cabinet and placed it on the bed, letting my grandmother lie on the side of the bed.

"Young man, little girl, thank you! Can I trouble you to pour me another cup of water?"

Tianming found a cup of tea on the table filled with leftovers and medicine bottles with great difficulty. I took the hot water bottle from the kitchen, but only half of the cup was filled with dirty water.

Tianming ran downstairs without saying a word. A moment later, he returned with two pieces of mineral water.

I washed the teacup clean and filled it with fresh water.

I thought Grandma wanted to drink, but I didn't expect her to push herself up. She poured out several types of medicine from the medicine bottle on the bedside table. She counted and counted before handing them to Grandpa. "Old man, it's time to take medicine."

I felt a great pain in my throat. It was as if something had stuffed my nose. I choked and asked, "Grandpa, what's wrong?"

"The old problem is again. High blood pressure, cerebral thrombosis..."

"Why don't you go to the hospital?"

Grandma just wiped her tears. "We can't even afford to stay in this house. How can we afford to stay in the hospital?"

"Where's your son? Doesn't he care?"

When Grandfather heard this, he was trembling with anger. "Don't mention that bastard in front of me! I would rather die than let him care!"

Grandma quickly consoled, "Alright, alright, we don't want him to care. We still have Little Qing. This child hasn't sent a message after walking for so long. Could something have happened? "

My heart tightened. They still don't know about Xia Qing's death. Maybe the embassy hasn't informed them yet?

This is also good. If they know that Xia Qing is also gone, I am afraid they will not be able to hold on.

"Brother Tianming, can you help me send my grandparents to the hospital?"

I turned around and saw Tianming staring at a picture on the wall.

It was Xia Qing's graduation picture. She wore a scholar's uniform and smiled so brightly. In the past, she held great hope for this world.