Chapter 987: inform

"It's... it's you..."
Grandma Chang's throat was almost speechless, but she tried to raise a smile when she saw Jun Ci.
It's just a little difficult.
She did not ask why Jun Ci wears women's clothing, she just recognized Jun Ci at a glance.
Chang Hexin and others who followed behind did not hear the porcelain that Grandma Chang yelled just now. They saw the girl who suddenly entered the ward, and they seemed to hold the old man's hand with some sadness.
They glanced at each other dumbfoundedly, and Chang Hexin stepped forward and looked at Junci tentatively and asked, "Miss, may I ask if you are...?"
Chang Hexin had never seen such a beautiful girl, but when she looked closely at her facial features, she felt a little familiar.
The boy who had met briefly once again appeared in her mind.
But she couldn't believe it, that was a boy, and this was a girl.
Jun Ci did not speak, her eyes only looked at Grandma Chang.
Grandma Chang on the hospital bed, described as haggard.
She was almost out of oil lamps.
In fact, according to Gulu’s predictions at that time, I thought Grandpa Chang and Grandma Chang would be in good health for several years, but I didn’t expect Grandma Chang to contract a wind chill this winter. The old man’s body was already weak, and this wind chill accelerated the body’s decline. .
Even Junci has no traces.
Birth, old age, sickness and death are the most powerless things for mankind.
Even if the future technology can prolong the lifespan of human beings, it has evolved over thousands of years. There is no way for the current Junci and Guru.
"You... are back..."
Grandma Chang's voice was hoarse as if she was talking, and she waved her hand hard, "Xinxin...you go out... let me talk to..."
"grandmother?"
When Chang Hexin saw her grandma like this, tears filled her eyes.
The old man's condition made the people in the house unbearable. Grandpa Chang had been guarding Grandma Chang in the hospital for a long time. The family members were afraid of his health and forced him to go back to rest.
"Let's go, He Xin."
They stepped forward and pulled Chang Hexin back. Although they didn't know who the girl was, they didn't ask much when they saw the old man knew him.
Ask later, it's the same.
Chang Hexin choked, and tears flowed out. She glanced at Jun Ci and saw that the girl's eyes were clear, so that people couldn't tell whether she was sad or not.
After everyone had gone out, Grandma Chang took a heavy breath, and the heat blew onto the ventilator, and a mist rose.
Grandma Chang's hand tightly squeezed Jun Ci's wrist, and she asked, "How to wear...girl's clothes...if it wasn't for grandma...remember, I won't recognize it anymore."
When she said this, a pair of muddy eyes were still full of smiles, looking at Junci, and trying her best: "But our porcelain...so beautiful, grandma... will always remember..."
With a simple sentence, Jun Ci couldn't help but red eyes.
It was an emotion she had never felt before, even when she missed her mother too much.
Now, this grandma Chang gave Jun Ci an emotion she had never felt before. It was an emotion that could not be suppressed. It was suppressed to the point that it was difficult to breathe.
"Sorry, grandma."
The girl’s voice already had a noticeable low tremor:
I was a girl before, but I haven’t had time to tell you, until today can I officially let you know.