Sheng Youting came over and touched Meng Meng's head. The voice just came down a little, "Meng Meng, you just scared her, you know?"

Meng Meng drooped her head and was very sad. She even sobbed with pain

She doesn't remember it.

She forgot it.

It is so sad, before it rushed to her, she would always open her arms at the first time to meet it.

It's cute, and sometimes it's adorable

Coax it again and again, "cute cute cute, cute cute..."

But now

He said, "Meng Meng, it doesn't remember you..."

"She forgot a lot of things, in fact, it's OK. If she forgets the best, she won't be so painful..."

It let out a sad cry, "woo..."

It doesn't want her to forget it. It wants to be like before. She is happy to see it, not afraid of it. Her face is pale and shivering

Sheng Youting turned to Liu Liu and comforted him, "it's OK. Look, I said, it won't hurt you..."

Liu Liu saw Meng Meng's poor picture, as if she had been wronged by the day. Her fear in her heart relaxed a little, thinking that it would not really hurt her.

Although I don't understand why Sheng Youting raised such a terrible thing at home, she is inexplicably not afraid now. She even wants to touch it like him.

She had just thought about it, but she didn't think that the movement of her hand was faster than her own thought. When she reacted, her own hand had been put on its fluffy head.

But what should have been ferocious was as if she were extremely surprised. She opened her eyes and blinked for a while, then she turned to enjoy herself. She rubbed her palm and made a comfortable voice

The hand that she subconsciously wanted to take back was suddenly stopped, as if a movie was being played and the pause button was pressed

Her hand, has been placed on its head, heart derived from a sense of familiarity, after a long time, just opened her mouth, asked her heart doubts, "before we, know?"

Not only did I know that I saved you more than once when you were thrown into the forest by that wicked master.

But now you only remember him, not me?

Meng Meng thinks angrily, but he can't say a word of these words. He can only hold it by himself, and he will soon hold out his internal injury.

But fortunately, she finally came back, she came back just as well. It had thought that she would never come back in her life.

During that time, he sat in front of the French window every day, smoking one cigarette after another, looking out of the window, waiting for her.

He sat by his side, waiting for her to come back like him.

One day, she did not come back, two days, she did not come back, it wanted to ask him, when will she come back?

He seemed to be able to see through its mind and always said to it, "maybe, she will be back tomorrow."

However, three days, four days and five days

It doesn't know how long it took, and never saw his figure again.

It knew, in fact, that she would not come back.

She was not happy at all in this family, so she left and did not want him or it.