Chapter 965

She did not doubt that the boy in her dream, who looked like little Noah, might have been Feng Xun when he was young, but she had no memory of knowing him

And Feng Xun himself never mentioned it. Even if she was young at that time, he had enough impression, but he pretended to know nothing and kept it so deep!

When he heard her talk about her mother's death, he always comforted her and helped her to find out the truth. However, the delay made her wonder why he, who had always been able to find any information, could not find any information on the cause of her mother's death!

After all, such an organization is mysterious and terrible. They deliberately conceal their mother's death. It's not surprising that Feng Xun can't find it!

Now that she has recovered her memory, she knows that it's not that he can't find it, but that he has known his mother's death for a long time, and he has witnessed it with his own eyes. At the beginning, his mother helped him block those dangers, but when his mother fell to the ground and bled, he chose to leave coldly

On the seventh day of the summer, she didn't even want to think about it. She didn't want to look back at the memories full of blood, but the memories in her mind kept popping up, and her brain was about to explode!

If she had known that, maybe she should have followed Dr. Brown's advice at that time. She should not have picked up that memory of the past, and she would not have been so sad and miserable as she is now!

"Maybe I really shouldn't remember..." the seventh day of the summer opened his mouth with a bitter smile, constantly shaking his head and beating his head, as if only in this way can the pain be alleviated.

Seeing her pale face, Feng Xun subconsciously reaches out his hand and embraces her in his arms. Ignoring her struggle, he just hugs her tightly and kisses her carefully.

"Sorry, little girl, it's all my fault... It's all my fault... You can torture me any way you want... Don't torture yourself..."

He held her whole in his arms and murmured in her ear, with pain in his voice.

Maybe his arms are too warm, or maybe his low voice can always comfort her mood. After a short struggle, the seventh day of summer finally calms down.

She didn't push his hand away. She just looked up at him and saw his familiar facial features coincide with the boy in memory. She closed her eyes and took a deep breath. Then she opened her eyes again and asked in a low voice, "you haven't lost memory like me. You always remember my mother's death, right?"

Feng Xun nodded his head and replied with some difficulty: "not bad!"

"You recognized me long ago, didn't you?" The seventh day of the summer asked again.

It's funny that she took their first meeting in Hawaii as the arrangement of the old moon, but she didn't expect that their first meeting took place in childhood. The day of their first meeting was also her mother's death day!

Feng Xun nodded silently. He didn't recognize her at the beginning, but he couldn't let go when he recognized her!

"Do you intend to keep me in the dark because I can't remember that year?" The seventh day of the summer asked coldly.

"I'm sorry, little girl..." Feng Xun was hurt by her cold eyes. He shook his head and replied, "I don't want to keep it from you all the time. I just want to find a suitable time to tell you..."

"The right time?" The seventh day of the summer was angry and laughed by his words. He gave a cold hum and asked coldly, "what is the right time? When I'm pregnant and can't leave you, or when I get the truth about my mother's death from the rose cross? "

"It's not..." Feng Xun's heart sank down. He never thought that one day she would misunderstand herself like this!

He won't let her leave himself, but he won't bind her with her pregnancy and birth. He won't do such a thing to her, but she thinks... He will be just like those despicable men!

Thinking of this, Feng Xun felt that his heart was constantly filled with bitterness. He was never afraid of being misunderstood, but now he knows that being misunderstood by his little girl is such a pain!

"Little girl, I know that even if you don't have that memory, you will eventually find out some truth..." Feng Xun took a deep breath and slowly explained: "I also want to tell you earlier, but I shrink back. I'm afraid that you will hate me for this, hate me for killing your mother, and I'm even more afraid that you will choose to leave without hesitation..."

He said here, with an ugly smile on his lips: "I'm afraid to see indifference and hatred in your eyes... I always think I can do anything, as long as I hold the power, I can protect what I can and get what I want, but in this matter, I become a coward!"

At the beginning of summer, he opened his mouth seven times. At this moment, he looked at his bitter smile and the fear and helplessness in his eyes, but he couldn't say it.

She was a child at that time, and he was not an adult. Can she blame him?

It wasn't him who made her lose her memory, nor did he kill her mother

She could only droop her eyes and no longer look at him. She reached out and withdrew from his arms and said in a low voice, "Feng Xun, please let me be quiet."

Feng Xun didn't say anything more. He just looked at her eyes and didn't say anything. He was worried. He said softly, "little girl, I know what that memory means to you. Anything you want to vent in your heart can come to me, but don't hold it in your heart!"

"Vent?" Early summer seven shook his head, some red eyes: "vent on you, can let my mother live?"

Feng Xun can't speak for a moment. That's the thing he regrets most. When he gets the right step by step, he will deal with those behind the scenes one by one and help the woman who died to save him to get revenge. It won't get her life!

"I'm sorry, little girl..." he can only apologize to her in a hoarse voice. What can he do besides apologizing?

On the seventh day of the summer, she began to laugh, and her tears continued to fall down her cheeks: "I finally understand why you knelt down in front of your mother's tombstone... It was my empress dowager who knew it later..."

"Little girl, if I kneel in front of your mother's tombstone to make you feel better, I can continue to do so, kneel for ten days, a month, as long as you can forgive me..."

Feng Xun looks at the tears on her face, reaches out his hand to help her wipe them off, and whispers word by word.

"You're crazy --" Xia Chu Qi shook his head and looked at him with tears in his eyes. He didn't expect that he would say such crazy words!

"No, I'm not crazy... I deserve it all... My life was originally bought by your mother's life..."