Feng Zhongliang held the thermos in one hand and even forgot to drink water.
He remembered that he and Jiang Se seemed to have mentioned carving. She suggested carving her own name, and she got so excited that she started gesturing on the table.
"… Miss Jiang was about to cry at that time. Fortunately, she was kind and didn't get angry with you. She waited until you finished packing before leaving." Xiao Liu advised earnestly: "I know you are looking forward to her coming and you care about Miss Jiang, but Miss Jiang is still young after all, you shouldn't always have a gloomy face…"
Feng Zhongliang ignored him and instead began to try hard to recall the conversation with Jiang Se last night.
Xiao Liu was still chattering, but he had no time to ask Xiao Liu to shut up. His mind was still not clear due to the alcohol, but he vaguely remembered what Jiang Se had written that made him scold him.
But now thinking about it carefully, he was not angry when he scolded, but instead was affectionate and nostalgic.
Feng Zhongliang's hands began to tremble. The cup, which was seven-tenths full of warm water, kept shaking in his hands, creating circles of dizzying ripples.
Those memories that were blocked by alcohol now seemed to be a torrent that broke through the floodgates and poured out all at once.
"I wrote it wrong! I've told you so many times that the order of the word '口' is not like this. I've never remembered it since I was a child!"
While drunk, he mistook Jiang Se for Feng Nan.
He recalled her posture when writing. When she wrote '中', she wrote '口' first, which was exactly the same as Feng Nan's when he was young!
This thought came to his mind, and Feng Zhongliang was horrified. He lost his grip on the teacup in his hand, and it fell to the ground with a "bang". The warm water in it splashed out and spilled onto the bed sheets and his pajamas.
Xiao Liu was startled and stopped talking nonstop. He quickly reached out to wipe his body.
"Were you burned?"
Fortunately, the water was not hot. When it was poured into the cup last night, in order to make it easier for Feng Zhongliang to drink when he woke up, the water temperature was poured in at a temperature that was just right for him to drink.
Xiao Liu was about to get a towel to wipe his body, but Feng Zhongliang didn't have the time to worry about that. He almost grabbed Xiao Liu and glared at him with his red eyes wide open:
"Where's the young lady?"
"Miss?" His face was red, the veins on his forehead were bulging, the tendons on his neck were very obvious, and his hands were tightly grasping Xiao Liu, with a bit of force. This appearance scared Xiao Liu a lot, and he asked, "Miss Feng Nan?"
Feng Zhongliang felt speechless. He stamped his feet heavily. His voice was a little hoarse due to excitement. He raised his voice and said:
"I'm talking about Sese!"
"Miss Jiang has already gone back." Xiao Liu still thought that he was still angry. When the two were having dinner and chatting last night, the atmosphere was warm. Xiao Liu did not pay attention to what they talked about. He only knew that Feng Zhongliang got angry in the end.
Seeing that he was still thinking about this matter and seemed very excited, he wondered if Miss Jiang really made him angry:
"She went back last night after you went to bed."
He raised his wrist and pointed to the time to show Feng Zhongliang:
"It's almost four o'clock now."
Feng Zhongliang's face looked very ugly and his whole body was shaking, as if he had thought of something terrible.
"I'll go down and call someone up to clean up the room for you. Please change your clothes first to avoid catching a cold..."
Feng Zhongliang could no longer hear what Xiao Liu said. He thought of the word "kou" that Jiang Se had accidentally written last night. Was this a coincidence or was he overthinking
If it was a coincidence, how could there be such a coincidence in the world? Her writing habit is exactly the same as her granddaughter Feng Nan, the word "口" is written in a circle.
He let Xiao Liu help him into the bathroom in a daze, thinking about what had happened since he met Jiang Se.
The first time he saw her was at Pei's house. She was following Pei Yi, well-behaved and quiet. He took a second look at the girl at that time.
The details that I didn't notice at that time, when I think about them carefully now, they are full of weirdness and doubts.
After he was injured, Pei Yi brought Jiang Se to see him.
It was not surprising that Pei Yi came to see him. He had connections with the Pei family, and there was a bond like Feng Nan. Pei Yi always respected him, but Jiang Se was more anxious than Pei Yi at that time.
She asked about his legs, and her eyes seemed to be red when he scolded her. The apple she peeled for him was just like Feng Nan in the past.
Feng Zhongliang suddenly felt a splitting headache and his body swayed twice, which scared Xiao Liu so much that he quickly supported him.
Under the light, Feng Zhongliang was sweating profusely and his face was pale.
"I'll call Dr. Zhao..."
He was still breathing hard. He remembered the tone of Jiang Se's voice when she called him grandpa, and the gifts she gave him. Everything was close to his heart.
She remembered that her preferences when eating at Feng's house were exactly the same as Feng Nan's, and she remembered the portion of Tangbushuang that she had specially ordered.
If Feng Zhongliang hadn't drunk too much tonight and his mind wasn't clear, he would probably never have had such a bizarre idea in his entire life.
But at this moment, he could hardly curb his imagination, and the more he thought about it, the more bizarre it seemed.
No one knew how much Pei Yi loved Feng Nan better than Feng Zhongliang, but he suddenly changed his mind and never showed any good face to Feng Nan again.
He thought of his granddaughter whose temperament had changed drastically. Feng Zhongliang held Xiao Liu's hand tightly. At this moment, he had an impulse to immediately call Jiang Se to come to the Feng family and get to the bottom of it!
But he is no longer a child after all. This kind of thing is too unbelievable. If he tells it out loud, no one will believe it.
Doctor Zhao was soon summoned to the Feng family. Feng Zhongliang's condition was already very serious. His mood was fluctuating violently, his blood pressure was high, and he was even in danger of a stroke.
The doctor didn't know what had irritated him, but he strictly ordered him not to get excited anymore and to stay in bed and rest.
But how could Feng Zhongliang sleep at this moment
After all the trouble, it was almost six o'clock. He was not sleepy at all. The curtains in the room had been drawn. He watched the sun rising in the sky little by little, dispersing the morning mist.
Feng Zhongliang stared out the window in a daze, without saying a word.
There was still an IV hanging on his hand, and the liquid in the bottle dripped down silently. The room was extremely quiet, and his thin face looked as solemn as a green mountain in the dim light.
Xiao Liu didn't dare to say anything. He thought to himself that Jiang Se might have angered Feng Zhongliang and he might not be able to let her enter the Feng family in the future.
"If you have something on your mind, just speak it out, don't keep it in your heart."
After a long silence, Xiao Liu finally couldn't help but comfort him: "Miss Jiang made you angry, just tell her not to come again, there's no need to make yourself sick."
Doctor Zhao said that he was old, and it was fortunate that Xiao Liu called him in time this time, otherwise if something really went wrong, the consequences would be serious. (To be continued)