Chapter 72

Qu Mingcong was stunned, "Is this news reliable? Why did the relatives of Ling Fei's family just run into the live broadcast room?"

"Because our live broadcast room is very popular! The data is good, so the platform will push a lot of traffic. Besides, it is in the same city, so it is not surprising to be seen by her relatives." Wang Weiyu said earnestly, "You have nothing to do with the power of big data. I know."

Qu Mingcong choked, and asked again: "Even if her father lost his memory due to cerebral infarction, what about the rest of her family? No one cares?"

Wang Wei said: "No one cares. She lost her mother when she was seven years old. When her father died, she was already 20 years old. She is not a child. The stepmother will give her a symbolic monthly living allowance of several thousand. , won’t ask her where she lives and what job she does, her grandparents like her little grandson, and have never contacted her.”

Qu Mingcong was dumb for a moment.

This is also reasonable, she is an adult at the age of 20, and no one will love her like a little princess except her parents.Ling Fei never expected that the accident would make her lose her father, her home and her love.

Since then, no one in this world loves her anymore.

This is naturally not the reason for her crime, but Qu Mingcong was inevitably touched when he heard it, because his experience was actually somewhat similar to Ling Fei's.

He grew up in a single-parent family. Ever since he could remember, Qu Wan had raised him alone, so he had no father, grandparents, or grandparents. Before, he didn't feel that such a family background had any impact on him, but after Qu Wan fell ill, , he suddenly discovered that the so-called home was actually just because there was such a person there.

If the person is gone, so is the home...

……

Qu Mingcong hung up the video call, went back to the living room, and stayed by Qu Wan's side in silence.

Qu Wan gave him a strange look, "You also like to watch Gongdou drama?"

Qu Mingcong was silent for a while, and then replied: "It's not interesting to have a few women fighting back and forth. You should stop watching for a while, it's time to sleep."

"You don't understand, on the surface it's a fight between several women, but in fact it's about the persecution of women by the feudal system." Qu Wan said solemnly.

She glanced at the clock on the wall and said, "I'll watch another episode."

Qu Mingcong didn't make a sound.

I just watched Gongdouju in silence for an hour.

After watching it, Qu Wan felt hearty, and said happily, "Keep watching tomorrow!"

"Go to Xiaofeng Mountain tomorrow." Qu Mingcong emphasized.

"Okay, okay, I will accompany you to Xiaofeng Mountain." Qu Wan responded in a coaxing tone.

Qiao Yueying found it amusing to listen to their chat, and when Qu Wan went back to her room to sleep, she said cheerfully, "Qu Mingcong, I didn't expect that~ You look like a tough guy, but you're actually quite a mother inside, haha~"

Qu Mingcong glanced at the phone, "Do you know what Mabao means?"

"I know, it's my mother's little baby~!" Qiao Yueying laughed at him openly, "A person who is usually so impatient, watched Gongdouju with his mother for an hour, hahahahaha!"

Qu Mingcong twitched the corner of his mouth, and said indifferently: "Even if you don't watch Gongdou drama, this hour is just watching the news and playing games."

Qiao Yueying was slightly stunned, "Huh? Why didn't you hate me today?"

"When did I beat you up?"

"You always hate me, are you in a bad mood today?"

"No."

Qu Mingcong turned off the lights and was about to go to bed, but his mobile phone chattered endlessly: "Obviously there is, you must be in a bad mood, ummm, let me reason it out!—"

Qu Mingcong: "..."

There is no need to speculate about this kind of thing!
The screen of the mobile phone was lit up in the dark room, and Qiao Yueying muttered inside: "You were obviously in a good mood when you came back, but why didn't you feel happy afterwards? What happened in the middle? ... You wash I took a shower and then took a video call from Wang Wei. Taking a bath can’t make people depressed, so it can only be related to the video call. Let me think about it, what did Wang Wei say in the video call..."

Qu Mingcong lay on the bed with his eyes open, speechless, "...you are so noisy."

Qiao Yueying thought for a while, but said nothing.

The room was quiet.

Qu Mingcong closed his eyes, unable to sleep, and faintly heard the ticking of the clock coming from the living room. In the boundless darkness, at such moments, the sense of time passing was always very obvious.

He tried to count sheep in his mind to hypnotize him, but he felt stupid, and finally opened his eyes impatiently, and asked, "Why don't you talk?"

The screen on the phone on the bedside table lit up.

Qiao Yueying: "I deduced that you fell into emo because of Ling Fei's life experience, so you decided to keep silent, lest you become angry after being exposed."

Qu Mingcong: "..."

It doesn't have to be.

"I didn't sympathize with her because of this. Her life experience is pitiful, but she is not innocent." Qu Mingcong looked at the dim ceiling and muttered in a low voice, "I just feel a little empathy... To be forgotten by my only relative is a very, Very unacceptable."

Qiao Yueying knew that he thought of Qu Wan, and immediately said optimistically: "No, you two meet every day, how could you forget~"

"...That's because we are trying to delay this process." He raised a hand and slowly drew an invisible line in the air, as if to imply his time of the year, "I heard a lot. Alzheimer's patients, when recalling their own children, will invariably only remember the children in their school days, because the children grow up to work and see less, far less memorable than the days and nights when they were students, so I will be very worried .I need a job that allows me to be relatively free most of the time. I don’t need to work overtime, I don’t travel on business, and I can let her see me every day. At the same time, this job needs to support my life financially. I know my mother is also working hard. The previous nanny told me that my mother would secretly write my name on the paper many times, for fear that she would forget.”

Qiao Yueying fell silent and wanted to say something, but she was not good at comforting people.

"You...Think about the bright side," she said hesitantly, "at least, the person who forgets won't suffer."

The corners of Qu Mingcong's mouth twitched, "Yes, those who forget will not know what they have forgotten, so they will not suffer."

"That's right." Qiao Yueying smiled, "You see, I don't remember anything now, and I am very happy every day. Maybe my parents are worried now, but I don't feel anything at all~"

Qu Mingcong laughed, "Do you think everyone is the same as you? Make fun of yourself heartlessly every day."

"If you don't have fun by yourself, that fun won't fall from the sky by itself." Qiao Yueying sighed, "I also want to be sad once in a while, but you know, emotions need a projection object, and my mind is empty. Without someone to miss, I can't feel sad."

Qu Mingcong thought for a while, "When we come back from Xiaofengshan, let's go to the hospital again. Maybe you can see Qiao Yueying a few more times, so you can remember something."

(End of this chapter)

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