"What did you call me?" Ermo suddenly raised his head and moved towards Rongrong like an electric shock, "What did you call me just now?"
Impossible, this was my nickname in the orphanage! Because the birthmark on my body looked like a red jasmine, so they all called me "Little Jasmine!"
"You? How do you know?"
Is it really her?! Seeing Ermo's expression, Rongrong's eyes suddenly shone with a strange light, "I am a banyan tree!"
"Brother Banyan Tree?!"
Ermo was completely dumbfounded, "Are you that, that brother Rongshu from the church orphanage?!"
"So it's you? It's you!" Rong Rong hugged Ermo and started crying.
He really didn't expect that Ermo turned out to be little Jasmine! He actually hurt his purest little Jasmine with his own hands!
"You, are you really Brother Rongshu?" Ermo broke away from Rong Rong's arms and looked up at him, "Aren't you the eldest young master of the Rong family? How could you become my Brother Rongshu?"
Rong Rong raised his hand and gently pushed the hair from his forehead, and a deep scar appeared in surprise!
No wonder he always likes to keep his hair so long in front of his forehead, just to cover this scar!
"You are really Brother Rongshu!" Ermo burst into tears when he saw this scar!
Although my time in the church orphanage was short, only Brother Rongshu protected me here. The wind had gone by then, and I had moved to a new orphanage, and everyone was so unfamiliar!
The orphanage is also a small society, and new orphans are always ostracized and bullied by the older children! When Ermo was first sent to the church orphanage, he often found dead flies in his bowl when he was eating, and when he was sleeping, he found
Her bedding was splashed with water! Every time she ran to the banyan tree in the backyard and cried silently. She knew there was no wind here! No one would protect her like the wind!
That day, several older children forced themselves under the banyan tree. When Ermo was at a loss, a boy suddenly jumped down from the banyan tree and struggled with several boys, breaking his forehead for this.
It left a scar on my forehead!
The boy who stepped forward was Rong Rong. From then on, Ermo called him "Brother Rongshu" and Rong Rong affectionately called her "Little Jasmine"!
"You, how did you become the eldest young master of the Rong family?" Ermo sobbed and laughed with joy.
Seeing the purity and tenderness in her eyes, Rong Rong's heart suddenly felt very painful!
She is still so kind. She doesn't blame herself. She actually cares about her experiences over the years.
"After you left, I was adopted by the eldest young master of the Rong family at the time!" Rong Rong slowly lowered his head and confessed guiltily, "I'm sorry, I didn't know it was you! I, I'm sorry for you!"
Hearing Rong Rong's trembling voice, Ermo blinked her long eyelashes and said, "I don't blame you! We were only together for a month. Later, our situations were different and our names were changed. We couldn't help each other.
It’s understandable if you recognize it.”
Looking at Ermo's shivering shoulders from the cold, Rong Rong immediately took off his shirt and carefully covered Ermo's shoulders.
"Momo, I will protect you from now on! I will never let your Rong family bully you again!" Ermo smiled sadly after hearing Rong Rong's words.
"Aren't you also from the Rong family?"
"I..." Rongrong opened his mouth and suddenly heard a rumbling shock behind him!
Rongrong looked back and jumped up suddenly, "No! Run!"
Ermo didn't know what was going on. He only remembered that Rongrong took his hand and stood up and ran away, but the roar behind him was like a train, and a huge wave rushed towards him in an instant.
Water! A lot of water! The soles of Ermo's feet were hit by waves of waves. She understood that the rain was too heavy, and a mudslide occurred in the waterfall on the mountain!
"Momo! Be careful!" Rong Rong, who was pulling him in front and running wildly, turned around, suddenly shouted, and pounced on him.
There was a coaxing sound! Ermo felt that his body was swallowed up by a huge wave, and there seemed to be the sound of gravel rattling in his ears!
The world is spinning and rolling! It hurts! Am I going to die? Yu, here I come!