Hearing that Xiao Xinyan refused his proposal, Li Youting said again: "it's just a meal. It doesn't take much time. Miss Xiao, I made this call specially. Please don't refuse. I don't like to owe others. Besides, you paid for my daughter's medical expenses. "
"It's just a little money. It's nothing. You can make this call specially, I have already felt your heart. As for eating, I really don't have to. Goodbye. " After that, Xiao Xinyan hung up.
After hanging up the phone, she shrugged helplessly.
This man is really persistent, but he just helped his daughter pay the medical expenses in advance.
Xiao Xinyan didn't take Li Youting who called her seriously. After all, for her now, the other party is a stranger.
She doesn't remember Li Youting's voice at all, let alone all the things that happened between her and Li Youting.
Xiao Xin Yan has already hung up the phone, but Li Youting still holds the posture of holding the phone, but his eyes seem to be slightly distracted.
She refused to accept his request to meet.
What's more, when she was talking to him, her voice was so calm that she was talking with a stranger.
If she is really Xiao Xinyan, how can she not remember his voice at all?
If she's really alive, why don't she come back?
Is it difficult that something like amnesia happened to her?
"Dad, what does Auntie say?" Mianmian ran from his room to Li Youting's room, and pulled the corner of his coat. He asked with a pure face.
Continuous voice, will Li Youting some lax thoughts to pull back.
He pulled a bit far fetched corners of the mouth: "she refused."
"No? My aunt won't eat with me? " She pouted her little mouth.
"Don't be sad. She should be too busy to be free. Mianmian, do you really want to see this aunt again? " Li Youting held out his hand and touched his tiny head.
Since childhood, he has not been accompanied by his mother, and he has always been eager to get the continuous maternal love, which really makes him very distressed.
He is not a qualified father, did not help her to protect her mother, which made her yearn for maternal love since childhood.
Someone told him that if you want Mianmian to get maternal love, you should marry another one.
However, where is remarriage so easy?
Is it difficult for Mianmian to marry a woman who has no feelings of her own just to have a nominal mother?
Don't you hurt each other by doing this?
Mianmian also said that she didn't need him to force herself in this matter. In order to find a mother for her, she forced herself to marry a woman she didn't love at all.
The most important thing is, how can those people achieve 100% love?
After all, it's not his own.
Mianmian lowered her head, put her hand into her pocket, and took out a picture: "I just think she looks like my mother. When I see her, I always feel like seeing my mother."
What she is holding in her hand is a photo of Xiao Xinyan.
Li Youting found that this picture was wrinkled by Mianmian, which is enough to show Mianmian. He should often see this picture.
Li Youting stared at Mianmian's hairy head for a while, then squatted down in front of her body: "that father promised you that you would see this aunt again, OK?"
Hearing that Li Youting gave such a guarantee, his eyes lit up in an instant: "really?"
"When did dad cheat you?" Li Youting himself wants to see this woman.
In this way, all the questions in his heart can be answered.
"Great! It's so nice, Dad Mianmian hugs Li Youting's neck and kisses him on the cheek.
Seeing Mianmian laughing so happily, Li Youting's heart seemed to flow a warm current: "well, go to bed quickly. Tomorrow, I have to go to the cemetery with my father to visit my grandmother."
"Good! I'm going to bed now Mianmian immediately stood on tiptoe and ran out of Li Youting's room happily. He also helped him close the door of the room.
After Mianmian ran out of his room, he sat down on the edge of the bed and stared at the string of numbers on the mobile phone screen for a long time.
Finally, he took out his mobile phone and made a call to lengxiao: "I want you to help me find a person."
"Mr. Li, who do you want to check?" Lengxiao asked.
"I'll send you my mobile phone number. You can check who the owner of this mobile phone number is." It is not difficult for Li Youting to find such information.
"Well, I'll arrange it right away."
After ending the call with lengxiao, Li Youting looks at the string of mobile phone numbers again.All his emotions were written in his eyes.
He really can't wait to find out the answers to all the questions.
The next day.
In September, a city has been slightly cool, and the leaves on the trees have begun to fall, which makes the whole city feel more bleak.
However, Li Youting still likes autumn. It's neither cold nor hot.
He was standing in the courtyard staring at a tree in a daze when Mianmian ran out of the villa: "Dad, you can start."
Because they are going to worship Qin Yan in the cemetery, Li Youting and Mianmian are also dressed simply, and their clothes are dark.
"Dad, we come to visit grandma every year. Does mom come to visit grandma, too?" Mianmian has always been curious about this problem.
"I think so. Your mother has a good relationship with grandma." Li Youting's car stops outside the cemetery. He is holding a continuous hand and walking to Qin Yan's tombstone.
In recent years, in addition to paying homage to Qin Yan, Li Youting also asked people to clean the tombstone from time to time.
Therefore, Xiao Xinyan will feel that every year when she comes to visit her mother, the tombstone is particularly clean.
Meanwhile, in front of Qin Yan's tombstone, Xiao Xin Yan zhenghuai holds a bunch of flowers and looks at Qin Yan's photo on the tombstone.
She can no longer remember what happened between her and her mother, but Shan tezhu told her that her relationship with her mother was very good.
Out of filial piety, she naturally has to visit her mother every year.
"Mom, I'm sorry, I forgot everything between us." Xiao Xin Yan sighed a little helplessly: "although Shan tezhu told me some of my past things, after all, it was only what others told me, not what I remembered. It's really powerless that I can't remember my past at all. "