The man stared at her, with a bitter smile in his smile and a nostalgia in his pupils. After a while, he spoke: "Mother-in-law, you don't remember me, I'm Arnold!"
The name "Arnold?" seemed to be very unfamiliar with the old lady. She rolled her eyes desperately, as if she wanted to find the remaining bits and pieces in her memory.
The man just smiled bitterly and looked at her gently from the side.
He had a strange aura, as pure as ice and snow, but he would never be out of place with the environment.
At this moment, standing in this smoky shop, there was mud and dust next to it, but it did not affect his cleanliness at all.
The light on his face was so gentle, as if his casual smile could melt the ice and snow and bloom.
Indeed, he is Xiao Yunnuo.
The old lady looked at him, looked at his eyebrows, his eyes, his handsome eyebrows, and a smile on her lips, murmured: "Yes, you look a little familiar, but who are you? We
The children next to you do not have children from rich families like you!
Sir, have you recognized the wrong person?"
"I didn't admit my mistake! Grandma!" Xiao Yunnuo stood up and took a step, "And I am not a child of a rich family!"
He was tall and suddenly saw the photo where the old lady's wrinkled hands were looking at. Her eyes moved suddenly and she snatched the photo.
His originally gentle appearance was too conflicted with the quick and lightning-like movement of the photo he had just grabbed. The grandma couldn't help but look at him blankly, trembling with her hands: "First... sir, give this photo... back to me!"
"This is...this is..." Xiao Yunnuo looked at this yellowed photo and gently, gentle and lovingly stroked the girl's face in the photo. The delicate picture seemed to be a newborn.
A name slowly overflowed from her lips, "Huan...Huanyan!"
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"Huh? Do you know Yan Yan too?" At this moment, the old lady seemed to suddenly realize her, her eyes lit up, and she pointed at Xiao Yunnuo's trembling and dry lips: "I...I know who you are! You are... you
It was the little boy Yan Yan helped at that time, right?"
Xiao Yunnuo held the grandma's hand and looked slightly excited: "Yes, I'm that Arnold! Almost twenty years have passed, grandma, you have a really good memory!"
"Hey, yes! I'm old, I remember very clearly about the past!" The grandmother held Xiao Yunnuo's hand: "Do you still have any contact with Yan Yan? Where is Yan Yan now? Later she came to my store.
Many times, but she never came again when she was about thirteen or fourteen years old. Where did she go? I really want to know if she became a beautiful girl when she grew up.
No one she likes found.
A girl who is as kind, so enthusiastic, and so well-behaved as she should have a happy relationship!"
Xiao Yunnuo looked at the girl's face in the photo, his thoughts fluctuated, and he flickered back to the memories of fourteen years ago.
At that time, he was not a business tycoon like today, he was just a teenager from an ordinary family.
At that time, he was thirteen years old, with a pretty face and a slender body.