After the cold beauty turned into a small milk cat

i don't remember her

Even Lin Xingmo himself didn't notice it. His fingers holding the phone were slightly clenched, and the fingertips were a little white.

But his nervousness was different from Xu Yi's guess.

He is controlling himself, focusing on the other end of the call, and...don't throw the phone out subconsciously.

When he heard the woman's voice, Lin Xingmo seemed to have returned to that night, in the corridor of Yunshan Xiaozhu, watching the scene of the medical staff carrying the dying old man away with his own eyes.

Mrs. Wu is his neighbor and the old man's daughter.

The young man's face turned pale, but in the heated house, he felt waves of chills that made his body shiver.

Lin Xingmo now understood that that feeling was fear, and he was afraid of hearing some bad news from Mrs. Wu.

But after escaping for so many days, when he had the dream before waking up in the morning, when he nestled on the sofa again, the figure of the old man would always appear in his mind.

Kind, kind, likes to laugh, and always cooks delicious food during the holidays...

The appearance of that old woman was very clear in his memory, although he knew in his heart that she was not the person he tried to see clearly in the dream.

However, he still wanted to know, what happened after she went to the hospital that night...?

"Oh, it's Xiaolin."

Mrs. Wu's voice sounded a little surprised, but in fact it was.

Lin Xingmo has a cold personality. Although he has been a neighbor for many years, Mrs. Wu and her husband are really unfamiliar with him. They belong to the kind of relationship that they meet on the road and don't say hello as long as their eyes don't meet.

Mainly, not too dare.

"What do you want from me?" Mrs. Wu asked.

Lin Xingmo pursed his lips, he raised his eyes and glanced at Xu Yi, then suddenly put his hand on the back of his hand and pressed it hard, as if he could gain courage and strength by doing so.

Then, he lowered his eyes again, and said with some difficulty: "That night...Grandma Jiang..."

Xu Yi, who had been observing him, couldn't help but feel a slight movement in his heart.

He remembered that snowy night.

He was called up by nurse Chen, and when he hurried downstairs, he saw Lin Xingmo, whose hair was wet and whose face was calm but obviously lost.

On the other side of the phone, Mrs. Wu paused for a moment, then seemed to think of something, and said apologetically in her voice, "I'm sorry, I disturbed you that night, didn't I?"

She was also frightened that night, and she was in no mood to pay attention to others.

"No." Lin Xingmo said, "I didn't disturb...Grandma Jiang, are you okay?"

"It's all right. The old man suddenly got an emergency. Fortunately, he was sent to the doctor in time. Now there is nothing serious. The doctor said that he would stay in the hospital for observation for a few days."

Mrs. Wu obviously smiled, "Thank God, the doctor said that the old lady is lucky! You even called to ask, you really have a heart."

Xu Yi sat close to each other, and Mrs. Wu's voice was also loud, so he could hear their conversation clearly.

When Mrs. Wu said the last words, he clearly saw that the young man's originally tense body gradually relaxed, and his pale face returned to normal.

Lin Xingmo really felt much better. After hearing Mrs. Wu's words, he seemed to be freed from the ice cellar and lived in the world again, even his cold fingers warmed up.

"That's good."

His voice was still calm, only Xu Yi could detect something from his micro-expression.

Then he heard Lin Xingmo say, "Can you tell me... which hospital does Granny Jiang live in? I want to go and see her."

Mrs. Wu was flattered.

To be honest, although the two families don't have much contact with each other, in her heart, Painter Xiaolin, who lives next door, is like a banished fairy.

When she saw him for the first time, she thought she had seen some big star, because of this filter, even though Lin Xingmo looked cold, she still had a pretty good impression of him.

I just didn't expect that he would be such an enthusiastic person. Could it be that she was wrong before?

Mrs. Wu was silent because of surprise, and the two ends of the phone suddenly became quiet.

Lin Xingmo thought for a while and explained, "Grandma Jiang gave me glutinous rice balls during the winter solstice. I want to thank her in person again."

"Ok, Ok."

Mrs. Wu finally came to her senses, "Well then, add me on WeChat, and I'll send you the address on WeChat."

So, the two ended the call, Lin Xingmo added Mrs. Wu's WeChat, and successfully asked for the address, and agreed to visit the next day.

Seeing the young man holding his mobile phone in his hands, Xu Yi couldn't help curling the corners of his mouth.

He raised his somewhat sore arm, pressed his palm on the top of the young man's hair, rubbed it lightly, and said in a low voice, "Happy?"

Lin Xingmo raised his head, his glass-like eyes shone with warm and soft light, he thought for a while, and nodded slightly.

This should be a happy emotion, he recognized it.

Xu Yi stared at him, then suddenly bent down and hugged him with open arms.

Lin Xingmo leaned on his shoulder, blinked his eyes for some unknown reason, but still obediently did not struggle, because he liked being hugged by Xu Yi.

It was just Xu Yi's words that made him stiff.

"That night...you came to find me because something happened to Mrs. Jiang?"

Xu Yi had the impression that Lin Xingmo's neighbor in Yunshan Xiaozhu seemed to be named Wu, and there was indeed an old lady in that family.

So when he saw the old lady being taken to the hospital, he... did he remember anything?

Lin Xingmo's stiff body slowly relaxed. He didn't deny it, but said, "You asked me to come back to live."

Xu Yi couldn't help but bend his lips.

Yes, he was the one who brought Momo back.

In the past few days, he was thankful countless times that he let go of his so-called worries and said this sentence to him.

"Yeah." Xu Yi said in a low voice, "Let's live here from now on, don't leave."

After running back after knowing what happened to him, Xu Yi no longer had any doubts, and all he had in his heart was distressed.

Lin Xingmo leaned on his shoulder and gently rubbed his cheek against him.

Although he didn't hear a definite answer, Xu Yi was no longer worried. He turned his head slightly and kissed the young man's ear.

"What time is scheduled for tomorrow?"

"It's past ten in the morning."

"Do you need me to accompany you?"

Xu Yi's gentle and steady voice made Lin Xingmo feel particularly at ease, "Well, you accompany me."

Xu Yi rubbed the back of his head, and was about to let go when Lin Xingmo said, "Xu Yi, do you still remember... my grandma?"

Lin Xingmo opened his eyes, staring blankly at the ceiling.

He actually knows...

Who was that figure that he couldn't see in his dream? When he was squatting on the tree that day, he heard her voice and looked back...

What's more, he heard from little Xu Yi that when he was a child, he was a left-behind child and lived with his grandmother.

Xu Yi obviously froze, he hesitated for a while, but still nodded: "Yes, I remember."

At that time, he was already ten years old, and he was already sensible, and most of his memories were clearly remembered, because that was the time he missed the most.

Only later, everything changed.

When was that peace and happiness broken?He thought, it should have started with Grandma Lin's unexpected death.

Xu Yi's eyes became sad.

He hadn't been to the scene, but he knew it was a very tragic car accident. He still remembered that when he went to school the next day, everyone was discussing it.

Even though he doesn't gossip much, he has heard the general idea.

At noon, he went to the kindergarten to pick up Momo. On the way, he was still planning to make his favorite egg custard at noon, but he heard the bad news from the teacher——

It turned out that Grandma Lin was also involved in the car accident, and it is said that she is still being rescued.

After he hurried to the hospital and asked every doctor and nurse he met, he finally saw a child sitting alone on a bench in the corridor outside the emergency room.

Xu Yi will probably never forget that scene.

The child was sitting alone, the bloody clothes on his body hadn't even been changed, his face and hands were stained with blood, and he just sat quietly on the chair.

Momo didn't even cry, but his eyes were very empty... He was terrified, but there was nothing he could do except walk over and hug him tightly, and wait anxiously with him.

Later, Grandma Lin died on the operating table.

Two days later, the Lin family who received the news rushed back by train overnight.

They held a funeral for Grandma Lin, and everything happened so quickly, the day after the funeral, when he went to the Lin's house to look for Momo, the family had already gone to the train station.

By the time he chased him to the station, the train had already left.

Since then, he has never seen that beautiful child again. He only knows that the child went to a big city to study with his parents and his brother who was about the same age as him.

Because he was in kindergarten before, he didn't even need to go through the transfer procedures.

Although later, he found out their addresses and sent letters to the children, but everything disappeared.

Xu Yi actually knew that those letters might not reach the children.

After all, he and Momo's parents only met each other a few times, and they may not even remember his name.

What's more, as a child who has not yet graduated from kindergarten, Momo doesn't know many words.

Later, the Lin family never returned to Guancheng, and he left after a few years.

Xu Yi actually didn't expect that after many years, they would meet again, and he...

His feelings for Lin Xingmo also changed.

He leaned against the side of the young man's face, stroking his hair with his palm, waiting for him to continue speaking.

"I don't remember her."

When he heard Lin Xingmo say this, his hands stopped, and he remembered again the bloody child who sat alone in the corridor of the hospital for nearly a day and a night.

Xu Yi wanted to say, if you don’t remember, then don’t remember.

This was also the reason why he didn't tell him about the past when he found out that Lin Xingmo didn't remember him.

Such a painful memory, why should I remember it?But...he knew he couldn't say that.

"What kind of person is she?" Lin Xingmo asked softly.

After asking these questions, he realized that it didn't seem so difficult to face.

It may also be because the person in front of him is Xu Yi.

"Grandma Lin..."

Xu Yi pushed him away lightly, and it was a bit difficult for him in his current state to maintain this bending motion.

He leaned back in the wheelchair, and Lin Xingmo continued to lie on his lap, looking up at him.

Xu Yi recalled it for a while, and said: "She is a very nice person, she loves to smile very much, every time I see her, I can get a handful of candies from her."

"She used to be an art teacher, very good at drawing, and was invited by the city to be a judge of an art competition..."

Xu Yi lowered his head slightly, and was caught in the young man's beautiful blue eyes. He stared at him intently, with unprecedented seriousness in his eyes.

Seeing him stop suddenly, Lin Xingmo couldn't help urging, "What else?"

"and also……"

Xu Yi gently stroked the corners of his eyes, and said in a trance, "Your eyes are the same as hers, you all have such beautiful blue eyes."

Lin Xingmo was startled, then nodded, "Well, I know that."

He heard from family members that his eyes were inherited from his grandma, and in the family, he was the only one who resembled grandma the most.

I didn't feel much when I heard it before, but now I feel...a slight pain in my heart.

"Grandma Lin's cooking skills are very good. When I visit your house as a guest, she always cooks a table of good dishes. I even learned two tricks from her."

When Xu Yi recalled the past, he couldn't help feeling nostalgic.

Lin Xingmo listened, and for some reason, he suddenly remembered what he saw when he was lying on the balcony window when he came back this time.

He thought for a while, and suddenly said: "Xu Yi, I want to eat whitebait egg custard, please make it for me."

Xu Yi was slightly taken aback.

For a moment, he doubted that Lin Xingmo had completely remembered.

He lowered his head and looked at the young man lying on his lap. There was no sadness on his face, but a righteous look on his face, and he couldn't help laughing.

"Okay." He said fondly.

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