"Yes," Hu Yueyue looked at the host with a faint smile, "That's my way to mourn my lost memories."
"So according to your message at the bottom of the novel, you said that you already have a lovely son. So did he get him after you lost your memory?"
"No, seven years ago, I woke up and found him! A little angel given to me by God..." Hu Yueyue thought of Angelica, and her heart felt soft.
At this time, the host added: "So according to what you just said, the novel is a reflection of reality. Can we understand that the child's father is also a Chinese soldier like the male protagonist in the book!"
A bright smile appeared on Hu Yueyue's face, she nodded and said, "Yes, he is a soldier!"
"So have you recovered your memory? Otherwise, how would you identify it?"
Pursing her lower lip, Hu Yueyue faced the audience, "I haven't recovered my memory. It was the child's father who came to find him——"
The scene was like a live version of listening to a story. The readers in the audience felt their hearts tightening and took a breath of cold air. Their faces were full of nervousness.
Hu Yueyue sorted out the appropriate way of expression, and then said slowly: "How should I put it, when I saw him at the airport, I felt that God and God had played a huge joke on me.
In these seven years, he didn't find me when I was looking forward to it; he didn't find me when I was helpless; he didn't find me when I was in danger of bleeding during childbirth; he didn't find me when my child had a fever in the middle of the night.
He didn't find me; when I was completely desperate and no longer expected, he still didn't find me——
But he suddenly appeared in front of me just when I no longer had extravagant hopes, and told me that the person who truly loves me would not let me shed so many tears wantonly..."
Taking a deep breath, Hu Yueyue calmed down and looked at the host calmly!
There was a moment of silence, and then shouts came from the audience seats——
"Kong Yi, we love you and we will always support you!"
With this shout, the scene suddenly seemed out of control, and the shouts of support resounded throughout the entire live broadcast room.
The host raised his hand several times but failed to stop it. In the end, Hu Yueyue stood up and bowed to the audience in the audience seat, and the scene became quiet again.
The host took a long breath, coughed slightly, and said: "Miss Kong Yi, it seems that everyone likes you very much and supports you, so what do you want to say to the readers?"
"First of all, I want to thank them, and secondly, thank them. Apart from thank you, I really don't know what other words to use to express my gratitude, because too many words and too many embellishments are just a pale embellishment of the two words 'thank you'
words, so I will simplify the complex and say sincerely to everyone - thank you!"
Then the host asked some more questions, then the readers asked questions, and then the readers sent their blessings. Finally, Hu Yueyue introduced his special guest to his readers - Youran!
Finally, the host delivered his concluding remarks, and the interview came to an end.
In a coffee shop where he had been waiting outside the interview early, Song Tianlang looked at the live broadcast on TV, his dark eyes unblinking, and his eyes gradually became moist. Especially when Hu Yueyue said so many words in a row, "He didn't find me."
'If he said that, his heart was tightening hard, hurting, and uncomfortable...