Did you know that when you were ten years old, you could amaze everyone by playing a piece of music behind layers of gauze curtains, making people think you were your mother?
When you were eleven years old, you could win two more games than me in ten games of chess with your uncle and me.
What you forget is not just the memory, but everything in the past, right?
You have also forgotten your mother, right?
"Uncle Lian... I'm sorry, I really don't remember Su Luo's previous memories. I only know that I am Su Luo, my mother is a brothel girl, and my father is General Dingnan. He took me home after he took me home.
He died in battle. I don’t know about the others. So, I’m sorry, I’m sorry for making you sad. I’m sorry that I have forgotten the appearance of my parents...I have also forgotten you. I, I really am not
It’s intentional. Don’t be sad, okay?”
As she said this, Su Luo's voice was choked with sobs and her vision was blurred.
She didn't know why, but looking at Uncle Lian, she felt inexplicably sad. She always felt as if she had let down Uncle Lian in front of her.
She held her head high, letting her tears fall, and pursed her lips tightly to prevent herself from crying.
She blinked her eyes, and the hot tears flowed down her face and fell on the leaves on the ground.
The voice was very clear in the night, and it sounded nice...
Lian Ao saw Su Luo's tears and was so shocked that his hands began to tremble.
He wiped her tears with his hands and said to her with some choking: "Luoluo, don't cry, don't cry, forget it, forget it. It's good for you to be able to forget everything in the past."
If you can really forget all the sorrow in the past and start the life you want again, I, Lian Ao, will not hesitate to give everything."
"Uncle Lian..." Su Luo was moved, and her whole heart felt paralyzed by it.
She couldn't help but hugged Uncle Lian, who made her feel at ease and liked her inexplicably, buried his face in her chest, and started crying. This crying was because he made her feel distressed and suppressed...
"I'm sorry, I shouldn't have made you worry. Uncle Lian, if I obey, can you be less worried?"
Hearing this, Lian Ao paused.
If she was obedient, could he feel less sad? His sadness...could she also see that he had sadness that he had suppressed for a long time?
However, he himself didn't know where the sadness she mentioned came from, so how could he give her an answer?