This family photo was taken in the front yard of the villa when he was three years old.

In the photo, not only is his father there, but also his mother, who is holding him in her arms. His father's hand is around his mother's waist. The two of them seem to have a good relationship.

Mrs. Bo sat in front of their family of three and her uncle's family.

The feeling of being surrounded by children and grandchildren must be very happy, so her smile in the photo seems to overflow the screen.

Unexpectedly, the old lady still keeps this photo.

Ever since that woman took him away and his father brought him back to the Bo family from an organization base in Country M with a narrow escape, everything about that woman has been taboo here.

Bo Beicheng always thought that he hated her and she was not worthy of being his mother.

But now I see her lovingly hugging her young self when she was young, clinging to her father's side as a little bird, smiling as gentle as water, like the breeze in March.

The hardest place in my heart felt as if something had hit me.

It turns out that time can really dilute many things, including resentment.

"Look, this is a photo of my grandson from a few years ago. He was still a little baby at that time. He was probably very handsome, right? Now he is in school and his grades are very good. Both the teacher and the dean praised him for being extremely smart. In the future, if you have the opportunity, you will be better than others!"

Mrs. Bo proudly showed off to him that her children and grandchildren were her greatest achievement in her life.

Bo Beicheng lowered his head, pursed his lips, and suppressed all his emotions.

"Well, your grandson is very smart. When he grows up, he will definitely be better than his predecessors. He will be very filial to you, marry and have children, and give you some lovely little great-grandchildren."

Mrs. Bo's eyes were bright, she was smiling from ear to ear, and she gave him a thumbs up: "Young man, you are not only handsome, but you also have such a sweet mouth. Are you the tutor Zhong Chen hired for Beicheng?"

Bo Beicheng nodded: "Yes, my surname is Bo too."

Mrs. Bo cordially held his hand and patted the back of his hand: "Then you must educate our family Beicheng well. He is the future pillar of the country and the future hope of our Bo family."

Bo Beicheng nodded again: "Grandma, I will definitely do it..."

He came out of the old lady's room, his face solemn.

Sister-in-law Yu who was waiting outside quickly stepped forward to ask about his situation.

Bo Beicheng raised his eyes with a sad look: "Arrange for Dr. Zhao to come over and examine grandma.

After hearing his words, Mrs. Yu turned around and left.

"Wait a minute, wait a minute, I'll ask Xingluo to come over and show grandma first."

Sister-in-law Yu's expression changed: "Yes, Miss Shen is a doctor, and it is said that her medical skills are quite good. She should be able to do something."

And let Miss Shen do some ideological work with Old Mrs. Bo first, so that the elderly person may not be so resistant to seeking medical treatment.

After receiving the call from Bo Beicheng, Shen Xingluo hurried to the Bo family manor.

After entering the entrance hall, Mrs. Yu was the first to come forward to greet her.

"Miss Shen, you are here."

Shen Xingluo nodded at her and looked around the living room, but there was no one there.

"Sister-in-law Yu, where are the old lady and Beicheng?"

"The old lady is still in the room, and the young master is guarding her outside the room."

Now the old lady's memory is always confused, and she is afraid that she will do something dangerous.

Shen Xingluo took the medicine box upstairs and came to the door of Old Mrs. Bo's room.

He saw Bo Beicheng leaning against the wall, holding his chest and lowering his head, thinking about something. Although he only saw the side of his face, he could still feel the sadness on his face.

When Shen Xingluo came closer, Bo Beicheng came back to his senses and raised his eyes to see her. All the emotions in his eyes dissipated and became soft and calm: "Xingluo."

She took another step forward and asked him, "Did something unusual happen to the old lady just now?"

"No, she just doesn't recognize me. Her memory seems to go back to when I was eight years old."

Shen Xingluo: "I'll go in and see her."

Bo Beicheng held her hand: "Xingluo, grandma will help you."

Shen Xingluo put her soft hand on the back of his hand: "With our current relationship, you don't have to say such kind words."

She knocked on the door, greeted Mrs. Bo, and asked her if she could go in.

Unexpectedly, Mrs. Bo replied this time: "Come in."

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