The infinite beast garden

Chapter 223 Love

Chapter 230 Eight Love
After Li Xing finished speaking, he turned around and walked towards Mr. Wang. Mr. Wang is 79 years old this year, an age that can be said to be big or small. At this time, the whole person is emaciated, only skin and bones are left, his complexion is sallow, and his face is covered with There are many age spots, weak breathing, and a heart testing instrument next to the hospital bed.

"Xiao Xing, your Grandpa Wang missed you every day after you left, and kept talking about when you would come back. A few days ago, he felt that he didn't have much time and wanted to see you for the last time." Grandma looked at her husband lying on the hospital bed with soft eyes, and her voice was very peaceful, without any trace of sadness, as if she was talking about a very ordinary thing.

Li Xing knew that this was the love between a husband and wife who supported each other until they got old. It wasn't that they didn't care about each other. This kind of love had become ordinary, and the true feelings between ordinary people would never be understood by young people.

Perhaps because he sensed Li Xing's arrival, Grandpa Wang, who had been in a coma for most of the day, opened his eyes at this time, raised his right hand tremblingly and stretched it towards Li Xing, and wanted to say something in his mouth , but has been unable to make a sound due to weakness.

Seeing this scene, Li Xing's eyes turned red, and he quickly stepped forward and grabbed Grandpa Wang's outstretched right hand. Tears fell like rain, but he said with a fake smile on his face, "Old man Wang, why are you so useless?" I've only been gone for a year and you've done this, see! You can't do without me."

After speaking, he deliberately made a disdainful expression on his face, but there were more and more tears in his eyes, which could not be stopped at all.

Grandpa Wang also had a happy smile on his face, and he stretched out his hand to touch Li Xing's cheeks, trying to dry Li Xing's tears.

"What are you doing! You stinky old man, let me tell you, get up quickly, you promised me to find me a beautiful little girlfriend, let me tell you first, if you are not beautiful, you must tell me Sister Ying is just as beautiful, but it’s fine with Sister Xiaoying, she’s an old lady, I don’t like it, you see, I’m still a little fresh meat, full of vitality.” Li Xing pouted his mouth high when he spoke, but But the body squatted down cooperatively, so that Grandpa Wang could stretch his hand to his cheek.

Miss Xiaoying behind her also had red eyes from Li Xing's words.

Seeing that the corners of Grandpa Wang's mouth were twitching, Li Xing lowered his head and stretched his ears to his mouth to listen carefully.

"You little bastard, beg for a fight."

Hearing Grandpa Wang's words, Li Xing couldn't pretend anymore, collapsed on the bedside and wailed loudly, with tears and snot streaming down his nose. He tightly grasped Grandpa Wang's right hand with both hands, buried his head in it and cried loudly. The crying made the three sisters, Uncle Wang and Xiaoying, couldn't help sobbing in a low voice.

But Grandpa Wang had a kind smile on his face, stretched out his right hand and patted Li Xing's head lightly, and kept his right hand on Li Xing's head all the time, just like when he was a child, he often touched Li Xing's head, Like patting a kitten.

"Xiao Xing, don't cry. It's okay. Birth, old age, sickness and death are human nature. Your Grandpa Wang has already looked down upon it. The reason why you are asked to come back is your Grandpa Wang's idea. He wants to see you for the last time." Grandma came over and hugged Li Xing in her arms, and wiped away the tears on Li Xing's face with her hands, just like when Li Xing was injured when he was a child or cried with other children, she was still so gentle and kind.

Grandpa Wang also fell into a deep sleep again, and his breathing was even weaker. Li Xing could see the faintness of the fire of life on his body through his eyesight, like a candle in the wind, which might go out at any time.

"No, Grandpa Wang won't die. He hasn't watched me get married and have children, so he won't die." Li Xing said firmly after seeing the sleeping Grandpa Wang's voice.

The people on the side just thought it was Li Xing's childish words that he didn't want to accept the fact that Grandpa Wang was about to pass away, no one cared.

When Grandpa Wang was in a coma, Li Xing had been guarding the side. Uncle Wang had already contacted him by phone and made preparations for Grandpa Wang's funeral. The doctor had given an ultimatum. Grandpa Wang could last for two days at most. , but Li Xing could tell that Grandpa Wang's fire of life would go out at twelve o'clock in the morning at most, and this also represented death. The fire of the soul was the real way to judge whether a person was dead or not.

"Xiao Xing, you've been flying for a day, you're very tired, go eat something with your sister Xiaoying, and go to rest!" Grandma Wang said to Li Xing, who was pale, and looked at Li Xing's pale face. Grandma Wang looked distressed.

Li Xing turned his head and smiled at Grandma Wang, shook his head and said, "No, I'm fine, I want to spend more time with Grandpa Wang."

I know my own situation. The reason why my face is pale is because of the damage to the relic. The relic is formed by the condensation of Li Xing's energy and spirit. It will turn pale, and if you let your old Chinese doctor look at it, you may think that you can die at any time. You must know that ordinary people are seriously ill if their energy is damaged, and it is hard to say whether they can survive it. , his face was even more faintly lifeless.

As Fa Ye said, it is Li Xing's luck not to die.

It is also fortunate that Li Xing's strength does not only come from the relics in his body, but a large part of it comes from 'copy and paste' and the transformation of stars.

Seeing that Li Xing couldn't be persuaded, everyone stopped talking. Everyone knew that Li Xing grew up with the old man. Although they were neighbors, they loved his grandson. The old man is an old man in his 70s. It's hard to say It’s just that the thinking is a bit old-fashioned. Most people of the older generation have patriarchal thoughts. Uncle Wang only has one daughter, Miss Xiaoying. If it weren't for Li Xing's family, he would be himself, the old man would have adopted Li Xing long ago, even though he didn't have one, he still raised Li Xing as his grandson.

Li Xing has always been with Grandma Wang and listened to him talking about the things between him and Grandpa Wang when he was a child. When Grandpa Wang hugged him when he was young, he was peed all over, and he cut off his beard while Grandpa Wang was sleeping, and secretly His tea leaves are hidden...

Every time after she finished speaking, Grandma Wang would turn her head to look at Grandpa Wang, her eyes filled with plain happiness.

Until ten o'clock in the evening, Uncle Wang was guarding in the side room, while Sister Xiaoying and Aunt Liu went home, while Grandma Wang was too old to bear and fell asleep early in the hospital bed beside her.

"Old man, you should have promised me that you would watch me get married and have children. I have only been away for a year and you are like this. How can you let me rest assured?"

"It's human nature to get old, get sick and die, but there are seven sufferings in Buddhism, birth, old age, sickness, death, meeting love and hate, parting from resentment, and having nothing to ask for. I can't bear you."

"I still want to quarrel with you, and I still want to blame you."

"I miss you!"

I saw Li walking to the hospital bed and talking to Grandpa Wang, whose fire of life was about to be extinguished. His right hand was in the shape of a claw, and sharp blade-like nails suddenly popped out from between the smooth fingers. The flickering light on it all showed His sharpness.

(End of this chapter)