Zhao Siqing sat on her side and helped her fold up her clothes. The mother and daughter were silent for nearly ten minutes.

Zhao Siqing looked up at the woman beside him and said softly, "Mom."

Yang Jingqiu glanced up at her without making a sound.

Zhao Siqing looked at her and said slowly, "have you always disliked me?"

Yang Jingqiu sneered and said in a cold voice, "I know you still need to ask."

Zhao Siqing:

After losing the first round, Zhao Siqing was a little dissatisfied and continued to ask, "am I not beautiful enough?"

Yang Jingqiu glanced at her and said with a sneer, "can you be more beautiful than me?"

Zhao Siqing:

Second round, lose again.

Zhao Siqing sat on the sofa with legs crossed and hugged the pillow. "I'm sure you picked it up," he said

Yang Jingqiu's face did not change. "I know myself very well."

Zhao Siqing:

The third round, still defeated.

Zhao Siqing is silent. Yang Jingqiu looks up her eyes and says in a cold voice, "what can I say directly? It's like an old lady."

Zhao Siqing thought about it, looked at her and hesitated, "last night Did you give me an extra quilt? "

She can't remember anything else, but she still knows about her own bed.

Yang Jingqiu looked at her and said in a cold voice, "I'm passionate."

Zhao Siqing thinks she's very angry, but he still needs to keep smiling.

"That Did anyone come last night... " Zhao Siqing is holding a water glass in his hand, trying to open his mouth.

Yang Jingqiu looked at her directly with beautiful eyes. After a few seconds, he said in a deep voice, "No."

Hearing this, Zhao Siqing was lost.

It seems to be a dream

After a while, Yang Jingqiu got up to make breakfast. When passing by Zhao Siqing's side, Zhao Siqing couldn't help but reach for her.

Yang Jingqiu looks at the small hand that holds him, pauses, a bit absentminded.

Zhao Siqing also seems to feel inappropriate, and slowly let go.

She seems to have been estranged from Yang Jingqiu for too long.

Even she can't remember the last time she had such a touch with her.

Both mother and daughter were silent for a few seconds, then Zhao Siqing looked up at her and said softly, "would you please talk with me?"

Yang Jingqiu looked at her, and she was also in a trance. She only thought that time passed quickly.

In a blink of an eye, the white, tender and tender little league had grown so big.

Yang Jingqiu looked up at the clock on the wall of his eyes and sat on Zhao Siqing's side and said in a cold voice, "ten minutes."

Thinking of his dream, Zhao Siqing said softly, "I've been I can always dream of some very messy fragments that never happened. "

Hearing this, Yang Jingqiu frowned and did not make a sound.

Zhao Siqing looked up at her and said softly, "I just want to ask, I used to Have you ever lost your memory? Or... What have you forgotten? "

In fact, Zhao Siqing didn't know how to ask. Those dreams seemed to be fleeting, too bizarre.

But if those dreams really exist, she can't think of any other explanation except losing some memory.

But throughout these 20 years, Zhao Siqing didn't feel that he had forgotten anything except a few years when he was a child.

"No." Yang Jingqiu's straightforward opening.

The answer is the same as Zhao Siqing's, but not too much loss.

She looked at Yang Jingqiu and asked, "well Have you met Huo Jingchen before this year? "

Yang Jingqiu thought for a moment and said slowly, "I have seen it twice at the banquet, but I haven't talked with you."

Hearing this, Zhao Siqing is silent again.

So in fact, she thought more about it

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