Chapter 38:

Juan An Luo was curious: "The person in the photo ... is it me?"

She Anmo smiled: "Does your brother feel like it?"

Juan Anluo said, "It's a bit like it."

The child's arrogant pouting face, and his face became stiff every time he looked at the camera. It did look a little like his adulthood. Although An Luo didn't want to admit it, the fact was in front of him ... Already.

She Anmo laughed and said, "This is you. This one next to you is your mother."

Mom? An Luo looked at the woman in the photo in surprise. "My mother? Where is she now? Why hasn't she heard from her father?" An Yudong only explained to his grandfather and younger brother in the car, without mentioning his mother's news at all. .

"She ..." An Mo glanced at his brother and whispered, "She's gone."

Anluo looked at the photo for a moment. He felt that Anluo's unhappy life might be related to his mother. With curiosity, he asked, "How did she die?"

"An accident happened."

"What accident?"

She An Mo paused. "Brother, since you have lost memory, the previous things are not important."

He said this even more annuo's curiosity, "I want to know."

"Brother ..."

"tell me."

Looking at An Luo's stubborn look, An Mo was silent for a moment before she said softly: "She died in a car accident when you were seven years old, the day when you took this picture."

"..." An Luo held the frame in his hands stiffly.

This photo was placed on the table. It was taken on the day of the festival?

"The two of us went on an outing. She was very happy. She took you everywhere to take pictures. You didn't want to take a car with her. She couldn't help but just changed the place with me and took another car with my parents. The car, and then, the car suddenly exploded into an ashes, and my parents and your mother ... "

An Luo clenched his fingers gently, and suddenly there was a strange feeling of suffocation in the chest. The pain spreading from the heart slowly passed through the whole body of nerves to his mind ... Vaguely, he seemed to see the terrible scene of the car exploding. As if I had experienced such a terrible picture.

I heard An Mo calmly recount these past events, An Luo could not even say a word.

Wu Mingming is the story of others, but the feeling of depression, like a beast that has been unlocked from the chain, suddenly came out of his heart, his emotions became uncontrollable, and even he could not maintain a constant calmness.

Anluo squeezed his fingers tightly and adjusted his breath hard. The bright smile of the strange woman in the photo was only dazzling in the eyes.

An Mo sounded softly in his ear. "It's been a long time ago, brother, you don't have to blame yourself too much. Such an accident is not your fault. Don't think about it."

Fingers were gently held by him, conveying reassuring warmth.

Anluo nodded and did not speak.

Seeing that his face wasn't right, Mou An Mo shifted the topic and said, "Do you want some fruit from your brother? This is the lychee that my uncle asked me to bring. It's very fresh."