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136. Memories ①

The night is long.

There is endless darkness outside the car window, and those distant and near landscapes are like thick ink, splashing across the eyes in a hurry.

Lin Xuan never expected that the person who took him away at night would be Guo's mother. The busy person he thought he would never see again, when he was discussing with Guo Xia which way was the fastest and safest way to go back to school, he suddenly appeared in a flash of urgency. It is said that the artist had a serious situation at the seascape filming site, and if he goes back to school, he can take a ride along the way.

Except for Guo's mother in the car, the previous assistant was driving, and Guo Xia took another car.Lin Xuan thought that Mother Guo's arrangement must be creating opportunities for herself.But seeing her haggard and exhausted face leaning on the backrest, Lin Xuan really couldn't bear to speak. Fortunately, the night was very long, and he didn't care to wait for this moment any longer.

A family living together through photos... huh?

Facing the dark night, Lin Xuan saw Guo's mother's tired side face through the image reflected by the glass window, and only Guo Xia's words were in his mind.It seems that many things are like this. Under the glamorous appearance, there are hidden sufferings that are unknown, without exception.

The eight great sufferings in life doom a person to be lonely in this life.

Whether it's Guo Xia, Xiaotian or himself, in such a materialistic family, loneliness is the price of growth, but...

Lin Xuan turned around and looked at the car behind him, then at Guo's mother, and suddenly felt that he should be considered happy, because in his memory, no matter how busy Ouyang Mu was, he would spare time to be by his side every day, Whether he personally tutors the schoolwork or watches from the sidelines, based on this alone, he should be regarded as a competent father... I guess.

Lin Xuan took a deep breath, thinking of Ouyang Mu's surgery, although there were reports on TV and newspapers, but he hadn't seen the real scene, he still couldn't believe it, how could a man who was stronger than the tower fall down, this kind of disbelief Reality is the only thing he can rely on now to turn a deaf ear.He just didn't believe it.

But, what if, what if it is true.Maybe I really should go back to France with Wen Lun, no matter what tricks there are, if I don't do it myself, the troubles or troubles will increase day by day.

And Wen Lun hates him as much as he loves Ouyang Mu. Lin Xuan knows this better than anyone else. Perhaps it is Wen Lun who knows that he will not easily agree to his return to France, so he asks him every time. Be so calm and fearless.

Then next time, you can simply agree to it, go back with him, and take a look at his horrified and stunned expression by the way...

"Xiaoxuan..."

While meditating, a deep and soft voice suddenly rang out in his ears. Lin Xuan pulled his gaze back from the window and landed on Guo Mama, and found that she was looking at him gently, her eyes were pulsating, revealing the faintest ripples .

"You are Jingrou's child." Guo's mother turned her head and leaned on the back of the chair again. "I recognized it the first time we met. I didn't expect this day, so soon..."

Lin Xuan recalled his thoughts with excitement, and straightened his posture, "...to tell you the truth, I have been waiting for you to speak for a long time."

"Auntie understands, which child doesn't want to know their parents better."

"So my mother was really an artist under your banner?"

"This..." Mother Guo looked at Lin Xuan in surprise, "...how did you know that??"

"Yes... I heard it from hearsay." Seeing Guo's mother's weird reaction, Lin Xuan thought for a while and took Guo Xiaxia out of the sentence, "Is there a problem?"

"Xiaoxuan, tell auntie who did you listen to?"

"Who said...is it so important?"

"It's your father, Brother Mu..." Guo's mother's expression darkened obviously, as if touching the scars of the past, her eyes were filled with melancholy, "Brother Mu, I finally let go of it, yes, it's been so many years..."

"No, it's not him." Lin Xuan felt his hands trembling slightly, and his voice trembled unnaturally, "Not only will my father not mention my mother's affairs, but he will even completely block her news."

"It's natural," Guo's mother smiled wryly and moved the corners of her lips, "After all, he is the most innocent person. Your father is just..."

"Just what?" Lin Xuanxin raised his throat.

"Love the wrong person."

137. Memories②

Guo's mother closed her eyes lightly, and when she opened them again after a long time, the corners of her eyes were slightly wet. She raised her head vigorously and held her breath, but the tears still melted and squeezed out.

"Aunt Xia, did I ask something I shouldn't..."

"It has nothing to do with you, it's me thinking of Jingrou..."

"Auntie, although you may not want to mention these old dregs," Lin Xuan frowned lightly, and suddenly there was a bad feeling in his throat, "but I really want to know what kind of person my mother was when she was alive. She and I What kind of relationship is there with Dad, she really... really abandoned me because of her career, or she has some unavoidable difficulties, and how she died... I want to know all of these. "

Guo's mother took Lin Xuan's hand and shook her head, "Xiaoxuan, if I know what you want to do, what will change if I know everything?"

"I think I still have the right to know. After all, it's not someone else's business. As for what happens next, I want to judge for myself."

"Before your mother was seriously ill, when she was still able to talk, she came to me quietly and told me to keep my mouth shut. Although this is unfair to you, Auntie still wants to keep her promise to her old friend. I'm sorry, little one. Xuan."

"Can a single promise make the living worry so much? If that's the case, I don't need to stay here any longer. Just let me get off." Lin Xuan knew that he was being unreasonable, and Guo's mother had no obligation to tell What about himself, but a few days of wasted time and anxious mood have accumulated into a mountain, plus he faintly felt that there seemed to be a big discrepancy between what Guo's mother was thinking and what he was thinking in his head, he really needed to be alone, It is best to blow cool air.

"You child is really... just like Jingrou when you play your temper." Guo's mother smiled helplessly, and then sighed deeply, "Jingrou and I are like relatives in the orphanage in the small town, taking care of each other Lived here for 15 years. Your mother was the most popular child in the courtyard at that time. Not only was she good at singing and dancing, she was also beautiful and could talk. She turned around, but it was this inborn cohesion and exaggeration that made her a proud and aggressive character who refused to admit defeat, so when she was in school, as long as her test scores were not satisfactory or anyone didn't like her, she would mess up. Lose your temper, and then work hard on your own. Your mother is such a person, she will not bow to anything, even if she falls in love with your father in the end. "

"You mean that no matter how much she loves my dad, she won't compromise to stay by his side, so is she really abandoning me just for her pride..."

"Silly boy, of course not. Your mother is just trying her best to catch your father's attention."

"Work hard? Just leave with my dad's money, start a company, and make yourself popular...Is that so?"

Lin Xuan sullenly, lowered his head silently, all the floating cells sank into the bottom of his heart like lead injection, he just blurted out the thought that he had repeatedly denied for so many years, it turned out that was the same thing, wasn’t it just that he was abandoned Well, it's just abandoned by someone I've missed for many years.

In my memory, my mother looked at my face that kept crying, and now I can finally understand more or less, it is remorse.

It's remorse.

Guo's mother gently lifted the broken hair on Lin Xuan's forehead, and when she saw his red and swollen eyes, she sighed deeply again, "Xiaoxuan, your mother..."

"I already...don't want to find out what kind of person she is anymore, Aunt Xia, can you tell me that my mother really died of illness?"

"Why do you ask that? Did someone say something else?"

"Can't... tell me?"

"Jingrou suffers from stomach cancer, but in the early stage, the operation was very successful, but she was in a very bad mood during those days, especially after the operation, she had a very bad temper. Sometimes her manager made a wrong sentence and she would have troubles. I don't know why. It wasn't for this reason, she recovered quite poorly after the operation, and later the disease even worsened, and the result was out of control... It is understandable that people in the world have different opinions about her death, after all, your mother is a legendary woman."

"Really," Lin Xuan listened in a trance, "Then how did my dad, auntie know my dad?"

"Brother Mu and I are high school classmates."

"But……"

"That's right. Your father was in Paris at the time, and I was adopted by a pair of rich old women to France, where I got to know Brother Mu." The sad look appeared on Guo's mother's face again, "But little Xuan, do you know that the first child my adoptive parents wanted was your mother. On my 16th birthday, she said, Sister, I will give you the best gift. That gift is so proud and competitive The person who gave me the luck that the children in the courtyard will never meet in their lifetime. So don't misunderstand your mother's efforts, she is not a person who lives for money."

Since she is so good, why would Ouyang Mu be dissatisfied... Who is in his heart, and what kind of grievances do he have with Xiao and Guo...

These annoying thoughts hovered around Lin Xuan's ears like flies, and he suddenly felt powerless, as if everything was not as simple as he imagined.He hoped that one day Ouyang Mu would tell him what was true and what was false, so that no matter what it was, he would have the courage to accept it.

But will that day really come...

"When my mother was seriously ill, that is, during the time I was with her, my dad almost bought out all the stories and reports about her...so many things..."

"Auntie doesn't want to hide many things from you, but Auntie has an appointment first, so I can only choose to say. Some things have nothing to do with your generation, you have the right to save some face for the adults, and then live happily How about your own days?"