His voice was very soft, but anyone who wasn't deaf could hear it.
And the elderly man in front of him gave Qin Feiyang a sense of closeness that neither Second Granduncle nor Third Grandfather could compare to.
So he guessed, this elderly man was probably the grandfather he had never met.
But the elderly man still didn't open his eyes.
"What's going on?"
Qin Feiyang wondered, unwillingly saying again, "Grandfather, I really miss you, can you open your eyes and look at me?"
A long time passed again.
Just as Qin Feiyang was about to rush onto the terrace, the elderly man's eyelids moved and he finally slowly opened his eyes.
They were a pair of blurry eyes, but a strong sense of melancholy was clearly visible within them.
The elderly man just looked at Qin Feiyang, saying nothing.
Qin Feiyang urged, "Answer me, are you my grandfather or not?"
"Ah!"
The elderly man sighed and shook his head, "I am not your grandfather."
"Not?"
