Chapter 1348： Draw their memories

Qi Anran nodded, and said nothing.

Neither of them would take the initiative to talk to others, especially since the two of them really had to talk before they met, and it is not an exaggeration to say that they are strangers.

When the two of them didn't speak, the atmosphere in the room became stagnant.

In the end, Gu Molan broke the silence first, and asked in a low voice: "I heard that you just gave birth to a female baby not long ago, congratulations."

"thanks."

Gu Molan saw Qi Anran's indifference to him, and expected that one of the reasons why his old father was so anxious to call him back was probably because of Qi Anran's attitude towards him.

Thinking about it this way, Gu Molan sighed unchecked: "You were suddenly taken home by your father. I'm afraid I haven't figured out many things yet, right?"

Qi Anran's hands hanging beside him tightened and did not speak.

Gu Molan did not care, and said to himself: "My biological father used to be an ordinary soldier under General Gu. He died heroically in a battle. My mother and my father had a very deep relationship. After learning that my father had died, I couldn't afford it, and died not long after. At that time, General Gu was emotionally unstable..."

"He's emotionally unstable?" Even Qi Anran didn't notice that when he asked this sentence, he was more concerned than curious.

Gu Molan noticed, and the corners of his mouth could not help but tugged up, and continued: "Yes, he was emotionally unstable at the time. The whole person was in a manic state, and he tried to put himself in various things. At work, I use busyness to paralyze myself, as if only in this way can he temporarily forget his pain and some things."

Qi Anran pursed his lips, faintly predicting the cause of Gu Jingyao's decadence.

"At that time, many people around him were worried. They thought he was like a tight string, looking at the spirit, but once the string was stretched too far, everything would be done if it broke. At that time, I was helpless, and he urgently needed a sustenance to keep himself alive."

"So, they let him adopt you?"

"Yes." Gu Molan said, raising his head and looking at Qi Anran, saying meaningfully, "Do you know why I think you must have something to do with him at a glance?"

"why?"

"Because of these paintings." Gu Molan pointed to the largest oil painting in the room. "He didn't know how to paint at the beginning. These were all learned later. They said together with those uncles and uncles of a corps. , I never thought that he could only touch the I gun in the barracks, and he could still touch the pen when he went home, and this touch has persisted for so long."

Qi Anran was silent for a moment and asked in a low voice: "Why did he learn this? He also painted so many..."

"I also asked him this question, and he told me, because the time he spent with your mother was too short and too short, they didn't have time to leave too many memories. Even in that era, they didn't even have photos. I can keep a few."

"So, he learned to paint, want to paint my mother?"

"Yes, he is afraid that he is getting older and his memory is getting worse and worse. One day he won't even be able to remember the face of the person he loves most. So he will come to this room to paint every time he has emotions. Whether he is happy or sad, he can calm down as long as he walks into this room. Because he feels that as long as he enters this room, your mother will still be by his side."