"Grandpa Lu, you have recognized the wrong person. I am not Peipei." Qiao Yisheng responded politely.

Lu Qingru pouted, his face full of displeasure: "Pepe, why are you lying to me? You are Pepe, why are you not Pepe? You are Pepe. You are Pepe."

Seeing that he was anxious, the nanny hurriedly comforted him: "Pepe is joking with you, why do you take it seriously? Right Pepe?"

After receiving the look from the nanny, Qiao Yisheng could only walk up to Lu Qingru: "Well, I'm kidding you. Pepe is here. Pepe will eat cakes with you now. Don't worry."

Lu Qingru smiled again, like an old child.

He held the toy cake to Qiao Yisheng: "Come, Peipei, I'll feed you."

Qiao Yisheng glanced at the nanny first, and the nanny made a gesture. Qiao Yisheng followed the nanny's prompts, bent down, opened her mouth, pretended to take a bite of the small cake into her mouth, and made chewing movements.

"Isn't it delicious, Peipei?" Lu Qingru asked, "It's your favorite Kaisling. I ran two blocks to buy it for you."

Qiao Yisheng added to the drama on her own and made a gesture of swallowing. Then without the nanny's prompting, she raised her eyebrows and gave him a thumbs up: "Well, it's very delicious. Thank you."

Lu Qingru's eyes suddenly became blank, staring blankly into her eyes.

Staring at him made Qiao Yisheng feel worried, worried that his reaction to him was wrong, so he hurriedly looked at the nanny.

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At this time, tears filled Lu Qingru's eyes, and he gently wiped Qiao Yisheng's mouth with his dry and rough thumb, like helping Qiao Yisheng wipe the cake crumbs stuck to the corner of his mouth: "Pei Pei, after so many years, you still smile like you did when you were a child.

Same."

Although she was not Peipei, Qiao Yisheng felt suddenly moved in her heart.

The real death is when no one in the world remembers you. But with Lu Qingru here, this old woman named "Pepe" seems to be alive to this day.

Alzheimer's disease made him forget everyone, and he also tried hard to remember her seriously despite the impact of Alzheimer's disease.

"Well, you are the same as when you were little." Since he liked to see her smile, Qiao Yisheng continued to laugh.

Lu Qingru seemed to have returned to a sober person, and his speech was no longer as childish as before: "Oh, don't comfort me. I know what I have become now. Fortunately, you still recognize me."

"Why can't you recognize her?" Qiao Yisheng was playing the role of "Pepe" to answer his words, but she didn't lie. His facial features were very similar to hers in the old photos provided by Nie Jingxi, otherwise she wouldn't have been there at that time.

He would immediately recognize Grandma Nie’s childhood sweetheart as him.

"You just don't wear overalls anymore." Qiao Yisheng tried to use the details of old photos to prove the credibility of her words.

The effect was remarkable. Lu Qingru really remembered the clothes he wore when he was young. The corners of his eyes were deeply furrowed: "If you buy them for me again, I can wear them. The previous ones are all old. If I wear them again, they will break. I can't bear to part with them."

Qiao Yisheng nodded: "Okay, I will buy it when I go shopping that time. I bought it and you want to wear it again."

Lu Qingru showed a longing look: "Then you also have to wear that yellow skirt, and we will go to the lakeshore behind your house to take pictures together."

Lake? No matter the drawing of the old house provided by Nie Jingxi or the current appearance of the old house, there is no lake.

Because of this, Qiao Yisheng realized that the person who knows the original appearance of the old house most clearly is none other than Lu Qingru. In a sense, Lu Qingru's memories are Grandma Nie's past.

Maybe the next time she comes over, she shouldn't just stare at the old house, but also chat more with Lu Qingru, who can dig out a lot of design ideas worth reference.

After that, Lu Qingru gently rocked the rocking chair and closed his eyes to fall asleep, but his hand held Qiao Yisheng's hand tightly and did not let go.

Qiao Yisheng had no choice but to sit next to Lu Qingru, hoping to wait until Lu Qingru fell asleep before breaking away.

Waiting and waiting, Nie Jingxi was waiting for her to come back.

Nie Jingxi had already learned about this from Fang Xiukou, and softly apologized and thanked Qiao Yisheng: "I'm sorry, Miss Qiao, for wasting your time. Thank you for helping to accompany Grandpa Lu."

"It doesn't matter, it's easy. I don't have anything else urgent." Qiao Yisheng stood up and tried to break free from Lu Qingru's hand again.

Lu Qingru murmured in a low voice as he noticed it, and tightened his grip.

Nie Jingxi said: "It's okay, you can force it out and I'll comfort you."

Qiao Yisheng hesitated for two seconds, but finally followed the instructions with some effort.

As soon as she took her hand out, Nie Jingxi had to put her hand in.

Lu Qingru, however, seemed to be suffering from a nightmare. His mood fluctuated greatly. His hands were desperately grabbing something in the air. He could not speak in his throat and could only keep making "uh uh uh" sounds.

"Grandpa! Grandpa!" Nie Jingxi panicked.

The nanny, who was originally a nurse, quickly went to check Lu Qingru's eyelids and found that Lu Qingru was rolling her eyes. She quickly gave Lu Qingru first aid and asked Fang Xiu to call the doctor.

Qiao Yisheng was immediately at a loss and wanted to step forward to help, but he didn't know what to do and was afraid of causing trouble for no reason.

But she couldn't leave directly from such a scene. Personally speaking, she was worried about Lu Qingru.

The doctor probably lived nearby, so he arrived quickly. The nanny had almost stabilized Lu Qingru, and the doctor conducted a follow-up and more in-depth examination.

Qiao Yishengguang stood aside and watched the whole process from a distance, feeling frightened and a layer of cold sweat broke out on his back, fearing that Lu Qingru would just die like this.

She could never forget Lu Qingru's look when the nanny lifted the clothes off Lu Qingru's abdomen.

He is thinner than he looks on the surface, as if only a pair of dry bones are left, wrapped in wrinkled skin. A gentle breath from others can make him float like a paper man.

Only then did Qiao Yisheng believe that Lu Qingru was really a person who no one could predict whether he would survive tomorrow.

And there should be no doubt about what is supporting his body, right?

Qiao Yisheng was inexplicably sure that he was just afraid that he would die, so he didn't even remember the word "Pei Pei".

Nie Jingxi was slightly surprised to find that she was still there: "Miss Qiao, are you scared? Grandpa Lu is fine now. Miss Qiao, you don't have to worry. There is no direct causal relationship between Grandpa Lu's situation just now and Miss Qiao's hand withdrawal.

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What's filling Qiao Yisheng's mind right now is: "Miss Nie, I wonder if it's convenient for us to talk about why Grandpa Lu and your grandma weren't together before?"

Nie Jingxi asked back: "Miss Qiao, is this your personal desire to satisfy your curiosity, or is it the need to renovate an old house?"

It is obviously better to only admit the latter point. Qiao Yisheng chose to be honest: "Both."

Although the commercial housing designs she encountered before were also people-oriented, this project was the first warm-hearted project she encountered after graduating from school that had nothing to do with business.

She wanted to do her best to help Xue Su complete it as best as possible.
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