Qu Mingcong was stunned, "Is this news reliable? How could a relative of Ling Fei's family just run into the live broadcast room?"
"Because our live broadcast room is very popular! The data is good, so it will get a lot of traffic from the platform. Besides, we are in the same city, so it is not surprising that her relatives saw it." Wang Wei said earnestly, "You know nothing about the power of big data.
I know.”
Qu Mingcong choked and asked again: "Even if her father loses his memory due to cerebral infarction, what about the rest of her family? No one will care?"
Wang Wei said: "No one cares. She lost her mother when she was seven years old. When her father had an accident, she was already twenty years old. She was not a child. Her stepmother would give her a few thousand symbolic living expenses every month."
She doesn’t ask where she lives and what she does for a living. Her grandparents like her grandson and have never contacted her.”
Qu Mingcong was speechless for a moment.
This is reasonable and reasonable. She is an adult at the age of twenty. Except for her parents, no one will treat her as a little princess and love her. Ling Fei did not expect that that accident would cause her to lose her father, her home, and her love.
From then on, no one in this world loved her.
This was naturally not the reason for her crime, but Qu Mingcong was inevitably touched after hearing this, because his experience was actually somewhat similar to Ling Fei's.
He grew up in a single-parent family, and Qu Wan has raised him alone since he can remember, so he has no father, grandparents, or grandparents. In the past, he did not feel that such a family background had any impact on him, but after Qu Wan became ill,
, he suddenly realized that the so-called home was actually just because of the presence of such a person.
If this person is gone, then the home is gone too...
…
Qu Mingcong hung up the video call, returned to the living room, and stayed with Qu Wan silently.
Qu Wan gave him a strange look, "Do you also like to watch palace dramas?"
Qu Mingcong was silent for a while and replied: "It's not interesting for a few women to fight around. You should stop watching for a while. It's time to go to bed."
"You don't understand. On the surface, it's a fight between several women, but in fact it's about the feudal system's persecution of women." Qu Wan said seriously.
She glanced at the clock on the wall and said, "I'll watch another episode."
Qu Mingcong remained silent.
I just watched the palace drama in silence for an hour.
After reading it, Qu Wan felt very satisfied and said happily: "I will continue reading tomorrow!"
"Go to Xiaofengshan tomorrow." Qu Mingcong emphasized.
"Okay, okay, I'll accompany you to Xiaofeng Mountain." Qu Wan agreed in a coaxing tone.
Qiao Yueying found it amusing to listen to their chat. When Qu Wan went back to her room to sleep, she said cheerfully: "Qu Mingcong, I didn't expect it~ You look like a tough guy, but it turns out you're quite a mother's boy at heart, haha~"
Qu Mingcong glanced at his phone and said, "Do you know what mommy means?"
"I know, it's mom's little baby~!" Qiao Yueying laughed at him openly, "I'm usually so impatient, but I watched a palace drama with my mother for an hour, hahahahaha!"
Qu Mingcong twitched the corner of his mouth and said nonchalantly: "Even if I don't watch the palace drama, I still spend this hour reading the news and playing games."
Qiao Yueying was slightly stunned, "Huh? Why don't you quarrel with me today?"
"When have I ever quarreled with you?"
"You often criticize me. Are you in a bad mood today?"
"No."
Qu Mingcong turned off the light and prepared to go to sleep, but his cell phone kept chattering: "It's obviously there, you must be in a bad mood, uh uh uh, let me reason!"
Qu Mingcong: “…………”
There’s no need to reason about this kind of thing!
The screen of the mobile phone was brightly lit in the dark room, and Qiao Yueying muttered inside: "You were in a good mood when you came back, but why did you become unhappy later? What happened in the middle?... You washed
I took a bath and then answered Wang Wei’s video call. Taking a bath can’t make someone feel depressed, so it can only be related to the video call. Let me think about it, what did Wang Wei say in the video call..."
Qu Mingcong lay on the bed with his eyes open, speechless, "...you are so noisy."
Qiao Yueying thought for a while and said nothing.
The room was quiet.
Qu Mingcong closed his eyes, feeling somewhat unable to sleep. He could faintly hear the ticking sound of the clock coming from the living room. In the boundless darkness, at such moments, the passage of time was always particularly obvious.
He tried to count sheep in his mind to hypnotize him, but he felt stupid. Finally he opened his eyes impatiently and asked, "Why don't you speak?"
The screen of the mobile phone on the bedside table lights up.
Qiao Yueying: "I deduced that you fell into emo because of Ling Fei's life experience, so you decided to keep silent to avoid being exposed and you would become angry."
Qu Mingcong: “…………”
It doesn't have to be this way.
"I don't sympathize with her because of this. She has a pitiful life experience, but she is not innocent." Qu Mingcong looked at the dim ceiling and murmured in a low voice, "I just feel a little bit... It is a very special thing to be forgotten by your only close relative.
It’s very hard to accept.”
Qiao Yueying knew that he was thinking of Qu Wan, and immediately said optimistically: "No, you meet every day, how could you forget~"
"...That's because we are trying to delay this process." He raised a hand and slowly drew an invisible line in the air, as if to symbolize his time this year, "I heard that many
When Alzheimer's patients recall their children, they will invariably only remember the children when they were students. Because when the children grow up, they work and see each other less, which is far less profound than the memories of being with them day and night when they were students, so I am very worried.
.I need a job that allows me to be relatively free most of the time. I don’t have to work overtime or go on business trips. I need a job that allows her to see me every day. At the same time, this job must support my life financially. I know my mother is also working hard.
My previous nanny told me that my mother would secretly write my name on a piece of paper many times for fear that she would forget it."
Qiao Yueying fell silent and wanted to say something, but she was not good at comforting people.
"You...think on the bright side," she said hesitantly. "At least, the person you forget will not suffer."
The corners of Qu Mingcong's lips curled up, "Yes, people who forget don't know what they have forgotten, so they won't suffer."
"Yes." Qiao Yueying smiled, "Look, I don't remember anything now. I am very happy every day. Maybe my parents are worried now, but I don't feel anything at all~"
Qu Mingcong laughed out loud, "Do you think everyone is the same as you? You are heartlessly looking for fun for yourself every day."
"If you don't find fun by yourself, the fun won't fall from the sky by itself." Qiao Yueying sighed, "I also want to feel sad occasionally, but you know, emotions need a projection object, and my mind is empty.
Without someone to miss, I can't feel sad."
Qu Mingcong thought for a while, "When we come back from Xiaofengshan, let's go to the hospital again. Maybe if you see Qiao Yueying a few more times, you will be able to remember something."
