When An Xiaoruo heard the strange man mention his mother's name, he seemed to realize something and subconsciously blurted out: "Do you know my mommy?"
The man's bright eyes lit up slightly, as if he remembered something, and even the aura exuding from his body became different, with a trace of sadness and helplessness: "Maybe, she will never remember me.
..Because, I am not even as good as a passerby in her life."
"...Why?"
An Xiaoruo feels strange? This uncle looks so good. If he were at their age, he would probably not be inferior to the twelve nobles at all.
If he hadn't mentioned An Xiaorou, An Xiaoruo would never have imagined that this man was from Mommy's generation, because at first, An Xiaoruo thought that this uncle was only in his mid-twenties.
I didn't expect that he was so young.
"She always has only one person in her eyes and can never see the good in others. She won't remember me, right?" He said slowly, seeming to recall many things from that year.
"Well.."
An Xiaoruo was ashamed. Although he didn't know exactly what happened that year, the only thing he knew was that Mommy only loved one person back then, and that was Jing's father. As for Xiaoruo's biological father, Fanyin Qianling, An Xiaoruo
If you firmly believe that even if his father has never shouldered the responsibility of being a father for a day, he at least loves his mother deeply.
It's like the mother has always been obsessed with her love for the passing of the Holy Wind, but her eyes are blinded by hatred, unable to see her father's love for her. A cold and heartless person like her father, when her mother becomes worse step by step because of the passing of the Holy Wind.
, become cruel, become vicious.
My father's love for my mother has never changed, and my mother has never cherished her father, and has always been obsessed with things that no longer belong to her.
Sometimes I really admire my father's unrepentant love for my mother. Even though my mother was hurt time and time again, my father never changed and he never regretted falling in love with An Xiaorou.
Even though mommy chose death as atonement in the end, daddy still never left her.
For some reason, An Xiaoruo actually cried.
Tears kept falling down from the corners of his eyes. For some reason, maybe, An Xiaoruo would be happy when he knew that his biological parents were them in that moment. However, on the day he got it, his parents left one after another.
An Xiaoruo was inevitably heartbroken.
Happiness comes and goes quickly.
Maybe God didn't want An Xiaoruo to be happy, so he took them away again the day An Xiaoruo knew who his parents were.
"What's wrong? Are you crying??" The strange man suddenly approached An Xiaoruo. He didn't know when he had a handkerchief in his hand. He stretched out his hand to wipe it for An Xiaoruo, but An Xiaoruo dodged it.
"No...I didn't cry..." An Xiaoruo choked twice and turned around, facing away from them. She didn't want anyone to see her weak side, not even strangers.
The strange man was stunned for a moment, then sighed and said, "You are just like An Xiaorou, and you are just as stubborn. You are obviously very sad, but you are still trying to hold on."