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Chapter 23 Ringtones

The mobile phone placed on the table in Zhoushan vibrated, and news came. When I turned on the phone, I couldn't help but sigh after reading the information on it.

"It was found out that Huang Changshou, his wife died of brain cancer thirteen years ago, and his son and daughter-in-law divorced 20 years ago. His grandson was awarded Huang Changshou's son. Later, Huang Changshou's son went out to work and started a family again. His grandson was raised by Huang Changshou, and his grandson's work location was also sent to me."

After reading the message from Zhoushan, even though I have read a lot of similar information, I still can't help but sigh a little whenever I see it.

Like most ghosts, they are the products of a tragic life or paranoid fate.

A perfect and happy life will not have too many regrets in the world.

The hemp rope is only broken in detail, and the bad luck is dedicated to finding people who are suffering.

Happy lives are different, but tragic fates always have similarities.

After confirming his identity, Zhoushan looked at Chen Chu, "This ringtone will only appear at night. It is useless to go to the hospital to wait. Now Huang Changshou's immediate family is only his son and grandson. After the divorce, his son formed a new family in another province, but his grandson stayed in Yuzhou to work. Then let's go find his grandson now."

"Yes." Chen Chu felt that Zhoushan's thinking was fine.

Huang Changshou's grandson is Huang Tianming, 26 years old. He graduated from Yuzhou University of Technology and Business and now works in an IT company.

Three people sitting in the corner in a coffee shop.

"My grandpa?" Huang Tianming was stunned.

He didn't expect that these two people were looking for him to ask about this. If the other party had not had a special identity, he would never have come with them.

My grandfather has passed away for five years.

He didn't know why these people suddenly asked him for this.

Just... it's very strange.

"It was my grandfather who raised me. Since I was a child, my grandfather picked me up when I went to school and went to school," said Huang Tianming.

"Father? I'm not familiar with him. He has basically never come back. The only contact is that I have tuition and miscellaneous expenses and living expenses. He calls my grandfather regularly every month." Huang Tianming said lightly.

When talking about his father, his tone was not very turbulent, as if he was talking about a stranger.

"Have he not come back?" Zhoushan asked. "Including when your grandfather was hospitalized."

"I've been back once." Huang Tianming answered without hesitation. He remembered this answer very clearly.

"Grandpa has lived in the yard for almost a year, and he has only come back once."

Huang Tianshou's tone was calm. "Then he came back again the day his grandfather was buried."

"Did you have anything that impressed you during your grandfather's hospitalization?" Zhoushan asked.

"I was impressed..." Huang Tianming lowered his head and muttered to himself.

Suddenly he raised his head, his eyes were complicated, "You said that, I remembered one."

Huang Tianming took a deep breath first, and then slowly let out this breath, his mood fluctuated a little.

"I was at work that day, but someone suddenly called me. I answered and found out that it was the nurse receptionist at the hospital."

"They told me that my grandfather had been ringing the bell since 2pm and wanted to leave the hospital."

"My grandfather was already in the late stage of cancer at that time and his memory was declining. Sometimes people couldn't remember it clearly. In addition, his legs and feet were not very convenient, so the front desk of the hospital was worried that something would happen if he went out alone, so he called me.

I was in class at that time. After hearing the hospital's notice, I directly asked for leave from school to the hospital. When I arrived at the hospital, my grandfather sat next to the hospital. At that moment, he looked like a child.

He was hunched over, wearing loose medical clothes, and holding the bed strings with both hands, feeling sulky.

There were two nurses next to him comforting him.

When I walked in, I heard my grandfather say something, "It's two o'clock, I'm going to pick up my grandson from school, he's alone, afraid."

Huang Tianming said this, his eyes turned red, he lowered his head and took a sip of bitter coffee.

"My parents divorced very early, and my mother didn't want me, so she threw me to my dad. My dad thought it was too troublesome to bring a child around, so he threw me to my grandfather and went to another place alone.

My grandfather told me since he was a child that my dad didn’t want me, he just wanted to work outside the country to earn money and support his family.” Huang Tianming smiled bitterly.

"Because of family reasons, I was very inferior at that time. I was often bullied by other children at school. After my grandfather found out, he picked me up from school every day.

But that was very early. Later, I lived in junior high school and high school in school, and only went home once a week. When my grandfather was hospitalized, I happened to be in college.

If I hadn't heard it from the hospital, I would have almost forgotten it.

Unexpectedly, my grandfather still remembers it.

I walked up to my grandfather, squatted down and held his hand, and I said...I'm here.

I can't forget that look now. My grandfather looked at me carefully for a long time and said, "You look like my son."

Later, after the doctor checked, he was diagnosed with Alzheimer's disease.

He forgot many things, but he always remembers picking me up from school."

Huang Tianming covered his face with his hands and his shoulders twitched slightly.

Every time the memory is torn apart, the wound will hurt again.

Chen Chu handed Huang Tianming a tissue.

Huang Tianming wiped the tears on his face.

"Thank you." Huang Tianming said softly.

"Sorry, it made you think of the sad past again." Chen Chu apologized.

"It's okay, it's not the first time someone has been asked about these."

Huang Tianming said.

"Someone came to me a few months ago."

"Oh? Then do you still remember what the other person looks like?" Zhoushan asked.

"I can't remember clearly. He is a man, well maintained and dressed very well. He may be over thirty years old."

Huang Tianming said.

"Your grandpa often rings the bell just to pick you up after school." Zhoushan said.

"Well...but I've graduated from elementary school for a long time, why did he go to the hospital?" Huang Tianming shook his head. "So later, as long as my grandfather rang the bell, I would ask for leave from school to visit him."

"Okay, thank you for disturbing me this time." Zhoushan nodded and prepared to get up.

"Wait, can I ask, why do you ask me about these?" Huang Tianming called Zhoushan.

Zhoushan paused and stopped.

Huang Tianming had a little desire in his eyes.

"I'm not stupid, I...I feel that if you ask me about my grandfather's affairs, it should have something to do with my grandfather."

He said with hope, "I have heard some rumors, right?"

Zhoushan pondered and looked at Huang Tianming. His expression moved slightly, "You sign this confidentiality agreement first."

After saying that, Zhoushan took out a paper document and a signature pen from his briefcase.

Huang Tianming quickly finished reading the contract, and the expression on his face became more and more excited.

Sign your name quickly.

"I'm not sure if it's your grandfather, but I can only say that there is a high probability that it's him." Zhoushan said. "If you have time, you can go there directly with us after get off work later."
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