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Chapter 220 Childhood Memory

"Su... Su Huaiyue?"

This huge news almost caused an uproar in the whole audience.

Is there anyone who plays "The World" who doesn't know that Su Huaiyue was famous for how highly criticized that post was and how exciting the subsequent reversal was.

Among them, the most widely circulated is the ugly photo of her. At that time, Qinghe got married to her while drunk. Many people laughed at him for not having eyes and for marrying a dinosaur even though he was already number one.

As a result, a fairy sister suddenly appeared and said that she was Su Huaiyue?

Su Lian calmly continued to register, then ordered a cup of coffee and sat in the corner.

As a result, within a few minutes of sitting down, someone came up to talk to me:

"Hello, are you really Su Huaiyue?"

Su Lian looked at the boy who looked familiar. He seemed to be a veteran figure in Jianqi Villa before. He had pestered her several times before and even posted photos in the group.

Su Lian lowered his head and took a sip of coffee, smiling lightly:

"Why do you ask?"

The boy opposite was a little embarrassed, but he still didn’t give up and said:

"That's right, I just feel that you are a little different from the one in the photo. You are so ugly in the photo but you are so good-looking, so..."

He was also from Jianqi Villa before, and even chased Su Huaiyue, but when he saw what Su Huaiyue looked like, he immediately gave up the idea.

Putting down the coffee, Su Lian also stopped smiling:

"Has anyone ever taught you not to talk about other people's looks behind their backs?"

The boy in the brown jacket stood up awkwardly and muttered:

"You really take yourself seriously. You were so ugly back then, but now you may have had plastic surgery. Who do you think you are when you are so noble..."

"stop."

A cold voice came from behind, and Song Qinghe was seen walking from a short distance away, exuding a cold and indifferent aura.

He reached out and grabbed the man's collar and pulled him back.

"Apologize."

"What are you apologizing for? Who are you?"

The man in the jacket cursed and turned around, but was forced back by Song Qinghe:

"She is my wife."

lady?

Su Lian looked up in surprise and saw Song Qinghe looking at her seriously.

The man in the jacket was so pressed by him that he couldn't move away, so he could only apologize with a low eyebrow:

"sorry!"

After saying that, he cursed and left.

"Didn't you just curse? They are really a bunch of lunatics."

Beyond him, Song Qinghe walked to Su Lian.

"Xiao Lian."

For some reason, he felt a little guilty.

Probably because he did it too deliberately, ever since he saw the game design plan.

Just because he has actually seen this design, and it is a dream he and the girl share.

"Mr. Song, should I call you Qinghe when you're drunk?"

Su Lian's smile did not change, but Song Qinghe looked a little panicked.

"Xiao Lian, I didn't mean to lie to you. It's just..."

"I just don't know what to say to me?"

Su Lian said softly, with a calm expression on his face.

"Actually, I have long suspected why there are so many coincidences. Qinghe proposed to me when I was drunk even though I was not familiar with him, and why such a big company gave me an internship opportunity and even the position of core designer."

She looked up, with a smile clearly on her face but also a little sad:

"Are you pitying me?"

It's a pity that her life is unsatisfactory both inside and outside the game.

Song Qinghe took a breath. He couldn't bear to see her expression, so he silently pulled her out of the cafe.

On the beach, the sunset is shallow and the sea breeze is gentle.

The two were walking side by side on the beach. Su Lian looked at their reflections, getting farther and closer, but not intertwined.

"Xiao Lian, have you spent some time in Nanjin Orphanage before?"

When he suddenly mentioned this, Su Lian was startled and thought for a while before saying:

"Yes, what's wrong?"

That's where she grew up.

She chose a clean and flat beach to sit on, her light blue skirt stained with water stains.

Song Qinghe sat next to her, looked at the sea and whispered:

"I've been there before."

Su Lian turned his head in surprise:

"You? Aren't you the young master of the Song family? How could it be possible..."

"nothing is impossible."

Song Qinghe interrupted, staring at her with cold black eyes, and the two of them were speechless for a while.

A subtle atmosphere spread between the two.

"Then...do you still remember me?"

Song Qinghe looked straight at her, as if he wanted to find something in her eyes, but he was careful not to look closely, and there was a hint of dull sadness and nostalgia.

"We met when you were five years old, but you were too young at that time, so you may have forgotten about it."

His voice was hoarse, and even though he was extremely uncomfortable, he still managed to squeeze out a smile.

Su Lian had never seen him like this before, and couldn't help but be startled. She tried to remember according to his words, and finally found that part of the past from the dusty memory.

Back then, Song Qinghe was indeed not called Song Qinghe. Instead, he had no surname and was called Qinghe. When the teacher at the welfare home brought such a child that day, all the children shouted that he was a monster and ran away in fear.

Because one of his eyes was completely blind at that time, and there was only a vast expanse of white. His limbs seemed very uncoordinated, and he struggled to walk. He looked like a pitiful zombie doll, which was extremely scary.

But little Su Lian was not afraid. She just thought this brother was good-looking, so she volunteered to take him to the canteen of the orphanage for breakfast.

After receiving the pumpkin buns distributed by the orphanage, a seven-year-old and a five-year-old baby began to lie on the lawn catching bugs and chatting.

"Brother, why are you here? They said you have a father and a mother."

Little Su Lian still doesn't know what human nature is, so she speaks openly.

Xiao Qinghe's face darkened:

"Well, they said I have a genetic disease and I'm not suitable to stay at home."

"Actually, I knew about this when I was two years old. I had never run or played basketball with my classmates."

His big eyes showed some regret, confusion and expectation:

"But my mother seems to be pregnant recently... She said she would come to pick me up after a while, and she will definitely come!"

What he didn't know was that his mother originally wanted to send him here after giving birth to him, because the Song family's business empire didn't need someone who couldn't even take care of him, let alone someone who would remind him all the time.

Watching the Song family's children with genetic diseases wandering in front of their eyes.

For a family connected by a piece of paper like this, family affection is in name only.

What's more, all the doctors said that he would not live to be ten years old. It is undoubtedly a bad deal to invest emotions in him.

Xiao Su Lian nodded innocently, and patted Xiao Qinghe's shoulder solemnly with her soft palm:

"Wow, you still remember what happened when you were two years old, you must be a genius in the future!"

"Genius..."

Xiao Qinghe murmured to himself that this was the first time in the world that someone told him that he was not a cripple and that it was possible for him to live like an ordinary person and even become a genius.

"If I am a genius... I want to be a gaming genius. I want to create my own gaming kingdom. There, I can jump, run, and play with other children."

He said very seriously.


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