from the golden generation

Chapter 43 Reality, Truth (for collection)
Yan Song wanted to cry, but sat in his seat wearing a judge mask.

The two people in the audience who were spotted ran out the door in desperation.

Seeing that Yan Song was a little sad, Van Gundy went out and shouted.

"Those who are not sure and pretend to go quickly."

The words fall.

No one moved, they all looked at Van Gundy.

"I can tell you, if you go in pretending to be exposed, we will send you directly to the police station, so that you can't eat and walk around."

Van Gundy's words played a role. Some Asian couples left consciously knowing that the information in their hands was insufficient.

Seeing that the number of people in the team was decreasing, Van Gundy wiped the sweat from his head, and then greeted the people in front of him to go in.

The wooden door was pushed open again, Yan Song knocked on the table with his fingers without even raising his head.

The couple who came in this time did not greet Yan Song by name as they did before.

Instead, they hugged each other and looked at the three people on the stage with tears in their eyes.

Yan Song was a little surprised, and looked up, it was the face of the assistant student.

But he still wanted to ask the other party how much he knew about himself.

Still the same problem, the other party didn't know how much they spent, and even Yan Song knew that he was from the Northeast.

Seeing that the couple was having fun, Houston gave Ewing a wink.

Ewing calmed down and shook his head.

It is not impossible to know Yan Song's information. They spend money to send people to collect it, and they will get some if they buy it.

It doesn't matter even if they spend a lot of money, if they answer all the questions asked by Yan Song correctly, it will not be a problem to get hundreds of thousands or millions.

But Yan Song's first few questions have been answered correctly by the other party, and the sad faces of the two people in the audience began to show a slight smile.

"Then where did you abandon me?"

Yan Song asked a question that no fourth person in the world would know, not even Allen Iverson.

They all only know that Yan Song was abandoned by his parents, but they don't know the specific location and the situation at that time.

The two people in the audience were silent, and Yan Song continued to ask.

"How old was I when I was abandoned? What's on me! How did I survive in an unfamiliar place!"

Yan Song roared angrily, and the two people in the audience began to panic.

Yan Song stood up and continued to roar.

"I can't even remember when I was abandoned, and I can't even remember how I survived!"

Yan Song's lips trembled, and everyone could feel Yan Song's anger through the mask.

He forgot, he really couldn't remember the time back then.

Because there is no device at all, or someone to tell him what time it is.

At the age of 18, the only reason he has known for so many years is that he is one year older.

He only knew that he was one year older when lanterns were placed on a street in the United States to paste blessings.

The kind-hearted people on the street that day would also give themselves a plate of dumplings to fill their stomachs every time.

Sometimes I arrange some work for myself and get some pay.

Yan Song didn't want to remember those difficult days, and he finally forgot about those years.

But why do you have to bother yourself when you succeed.

Yan Song cursed and cursed, lowered his head, and said nothing.

"Let's go, let the next group come in."

Yan Song sat down and covered his mask, wondering if he was crying.

After a while, another person walked in, a white-haired woman.

The woman was extremely calm, looked at Yan Song who was covering his face on the stage, and said.

"Songer?"

"Ok?"

Yan Song was intimidated by this address, Song'er was what his mother often called him when he called him.

But it was obvious that the woman didn't speak to him, she yelled to the surroundings one by one.

"Songer."

Yan Song put his hands down and looked at the white-haired woman under the stage.

There are not too many wrinkles on the other side, and he looks only in his 40s.

But the hair is pale, and it is likely that some troubles have encountered, which caused the hair to turn gray overnight.

Looking at the woman's face, Yan Song uncontrollably recalled the forgotten memory.

I don't know what year it was, my parents took me to play in Chinatown, and when the New Year's bell rang, I was abandoned in an alley.

Looking at his father's firm back, his mother's reluctance to let go, the face of two steps and one turn.

Yan Song would not forgive them, he just waved his hand and told the woman to go out.

"No, just show mercy and let Song'er come out to see me."

"What do you need from him?"

"His father was terminally ill and was dying. We spent all our savings and couldn't get it cured."

"When we heard that he was a big man in New York, I thought, I want to beg him, beg him to show mercy and give us some money."

"However, when you abandoned him back then, it would be nice if you could give him a penny."

Yan Song's tone was heavy, which really startled the woman.

"how do you know?"

"Of course I know."

The words fall.

The woman covered her mouth, tears flowed again, pointing to Yan Song on the stage with a trembling right hand, crying.

"Songer."

"Don't call me!"

Yan Song overturned the table, and Ewing and Huston, no matter how stupid they were, understood that the vicissitudes of life in front of them was Yan Song's mother.

"thump."

The woman fell to her knees and screamed.

"I was wrong. We really shouldn't have abandoned you at that time, but our family really has no money, so we can only do this."

Yan Song's memory is confused, and his memory seems to be being crushed by a meat grinder.

Yan Song suddenly couldn't recall anything, and kept yelling.

"Go away, go away."

The woman still fell to her knees and begged Yan Song to save them.

"Song'er, mom was pregnant at the time, there was really nothing I could do."

"Ha ha."

"You will abandon me when you are pregnant, but I can also make money to support my family."

The words fall.

The woman lowered her head and spit out a few words for a long time.

"The laws of the United States do not allow it."

The words reached Yan Song's ears, Yan Song only felt angina, and looked tiredly at his kowtowing mother.

"Then why don't you ask the children you gave birth to raise you."

Yan Song still refused to forgive them, the woman explained that Yan Song seemed confused.

"Song'er, when I abandoned you, you were only four or five years old."

After the words fell, Yan Song was puzzled.

Maybe I misremembered, or something else.

Yan Song only knew that because he was injured by a machine while working, the shop owner was afraid that he would make a big mess, so he accompanied him with a bungalow.

Yan Song suddenly didn't know what to say, his memory all along was messed up?
Yan Song looked at Van Gundy, and Van Gundy nodded.

That's right, Yan Song's physical examination report did have a record of brain injury.

In other words, Yan Song's memory is wrong.

But, right or wrong, he was still abandoned.

Yan Song looked up to the sky and laughed, he was laughing at himself

He seemed to go crazy and called his agent, David.

After asking David to bring 10 yuan, Yan Song didn't say anything after that. He didn't know whether to cry or laugh, and turned around and walked out of the house through the back door.

Everyone knows that Yan Song is crazy.

If you tell a man, everything in his living memory is wrong.

His original real life was even worse, you must not accept it.

At this time, Van Gundy also blamed himself. Perhaps this meeting should not be held. After supervising David to hand over the money to Yan Song's mother, he chased after Houston.

　In the first update, the truth of the story is finally revealed, and Yan Song's life experience is gradually becoming clear.

　　His real situation was worse than his memory.

　　But don't worry, Yan Song can still accept it.

　　
　
(End of this chapter)