Chapter 602

After waiting for three days, there was still no news from the police.

As a result, Sulman's heart began to cool. After many days of tears, he couldn't help it any more. He didn't wait to get home.

"They must be dead, right?"

Looking at the face buried in the knee of Sulman, Jun Ling more distressed hand to her arms.

"Miss Su, there are nine out of ten things in life that are not satisfactory. I know it may hurt your heart to say these things at this time, but this is the fact. You have to face it."

After hearing Jun Lingyue's words, Sulman's cry became louder and louder, so that when she got home, she didn't get out of the car, but continued to cry.

She didn't stop until her voice began to hoarse and choke.

Turning around, she said with red eyes: "yes, you're right, but I don't understand. My parents are very ordinary people. Why do they suddenly disappear? Why am I attacked? What's the connection? "

Jun Ling pondered more and more, "Miss Su, did your parents ever say anything to you? Or what do you want to say? "

Now that Sulman has begun to face up to this matter, he will give corresponding guidance.

After hearing what he said, Sulman fell into a deep meditation. "I just said that if one day they were gone, I would take good care of myself."

It's just that when she calms down, she suddenly thinks of something. Then she pushes the door open and runs home. Then she runs upstairs, enters her parents' room and searches for it.

Intuition tells Jun Lingyue that Sulman must have thought of something and followed closely.

Sulman lay on the floor, reached under the bed and pulled out a suitcase.

It seems that the suitcase hasn't been moved for a long time. There is a layer of ash on it.

Without removing them, Sulman anxiously opened the box and saw that there were several pieces of clothes in it, which were not the styles of the past two years.

And there are some parts of the clothes that are obviously not cleaned, which look like blood stains.

Why do parents collect such clothes? Sulman didn't understand.

Next to Jun Ling, the more he looked at the clothes, the more he grabbed them. He couldn't help crying: "Mu Mu..."

"Your Highness, you..."

"This is Mu Mu's clothes! I bought it for her Jun Ling was more and more excited. When he was about to put his clothes into his arms, he saw a letter lying at the bottom of the box.

"What is this?"

Sulman was still surprised at Jun Lingyue's reaction, so he heard his question, followed his eyes, and reached out to pick up the envelope.

The envelope was sealed so well that it didn't seem to have been touched. On the front it said, "daughter Sulman, please.".

"It's dad's handwriting. Why did he leave a message to me?"

"Open it up and have a look!" Now Jun Ling is more anxious than Sulman. He feels that the real image of Mu Mu missing for many years is coming to the surface.

As soon as the envelope was removed, Sulman began to look at it, but before she could look at a few lines, her brow wrinkled.

Until she finished reading the letter, people suddenly sat on the ground.

"What's the matter?"

Jun Ling asked more and more, and saw that Sulman looked up at him blankly, "I'm not mom and dad's daughter, I'm not Sulman..."

Although already know such result, can see her now sad helpless appearance, Jun Ling more still can't help a pain in the heart.

Just want to reach out to take her into his arms, but see her back back, eyes guard staring at himself.

"Did you make these? Do you just want to say that I am mu mu? "

"You..." Jun Ling more dumb, he has been waiting for the woman in front of her to find that she is not Sulman, but unexpectedly, such a result.

"Don't explain! I won't believe you With that, Sulman got up to leave, but was caught by Jun Lingyue.

"Wait! I know you can't accept it now, but you should always say what makes you think we did it? Why? "

Sulman stood where he was, his chest undulating, but he couldn't say a word.

She always felt that the happy home was not her.

Sulman's carefree identity is not hers.

Now everything is like a dream, nothing, but the most ridiculous thing, she did not even know who she was.

Jun Ling took the letter in her hand and looked it up carefully.

There was not much in it, but it shocked him.

"Norman:

My dear child, forgive us for selfishly concealing your true identity, or that we don't know who you are. But when your mother and I saw you for the first time, we knew you were a gift from God. Because you look so much like our dead daughter. In order to make up for the life without a daughter, we brought you home full of scars to help you heal, but you have to believe that at that time, we didn't want to cheat you. But then you wake up and forget everything, we just want to let you be our daughter. Over the years, our family of three had a good time, but secretly your mother and I were very worried. If one day you remember, would you blame us for everything?So I leave this letter, if one day you see, please read in these years together, don't blame us, OK? Child, we don't know what your past is, but we hope your future is bright.

Love your mom and dad

The later date is a few years ago. It seems that Mr. Su had expected that he would encounter an accident one day.

Now Jun Ling is looking at those shabby clothes, and can imagine how mu mu met Su's husband and wife. She must be covered with scars and unconscious.

But who made her like this? What's the purpose of the person who did her harm?

These are what Jun Lingyue wants to know, but he doesn't dare to study deeply.

"Mu Mu, even if you don't want to believe it, you are still Mu Mu."

With that, Jun Lingyue took Sulman into his arms from behind and hugged him tightly. "I know you can't accept such a big change for a while, but you have to believe me, everything will come out and you will remember it eventually."

Hearing this, Sulman gently broke away Jun Lingyue's arms and kept a step away from him.

"I'm sorry, your highness. I can't remember anything now. You..."

"I know." Jun Ling Yue said, touched her hair, "I will wait for you to think of it all, will slowly tell you our past, I can wait. When you remember, we'll get married. "