Chapter 1005: Don’t learn from the good ones and learn from the bad ones
"My home is not here. I came here not to find a home, but to retrieve my memory." Eleven can be said to be very indifferent.
Christine looked very worried: "Athena, if the teacher knows that you are still alive but doesn't go back, he will let the organization behind him kill you. No one can betray the teacher and the organization behind him and still be alive.
Yes, you have killed so many betrayers before, have you forgotten them all?"
"I really don't remember." Eleven looked at her deeply and changed the topic: "But I can go back with you temporarily, but I will not continue to be your teacher's killer."
Christine looked at her puzzled, as if she didn't understand what she meant.
"My name is not Athena. I have my own name and surname. I also have parents and family. When I get my memory back, I will go back and reunite with them. They are my family." Eleven said clearly,
She went back with her just to find memories, nothing else.
Jiang Teng interrupted at this time, with a serious tone: "You are not called Christine, you also have your own name and surname, and you once had parents and family. If you had not been trafficked, your life would never be like this."
Christine raised her eyes to look at Jiang Teng, bit her lip, and her voice trembled a little: "What does it mean to have parents and family? Are they... dead?"
Jiang Teng nodded slightly.
Christine raised her hand and put it on her chest, as if it hurt.
"Ranran, they were killed by Efro and the organization behind him. They killed your parents, trafficked you here, kept you by their side and worked for them, and even made you consider a thief as your father. Don't you think so?
Don’t you want to get your memory back or avenge them?” Jiang Teng said heartbrokenly.
Christine covered her head in pain, her voice choked with sobs: "Who should I believe? The teacher said that I was abandoned by my parents. You also said that my parents were killed by the teacher. Who should I believe..."
"Believe me." Jiang Teng's voice was gentle: "Ranran, I will not lie to you, never."
Eleven felt a pain in his heart, as if he had been hit by an arrow. He didn't want to stay with them anymore, so he stood up and said, "You guys talk, I'll go out first."
Jiang Teng didn't stop her this time. He did have something to say to Christine, so he told her that he had opened another room next door.
Eleven understood the shape of his mouth, but didn't want to respond to him. After taking a deep look at Christine who was burying her head and choking, she went out.
After coming out, she used the phone in the hallway to call the front desk and asked the waiter to bring up a room key for the next room.
The waiter quickly delivered the room card to her. She swiped the card, entered the next room, threw herself into the sofa, and did not move for a while.
She originally wanted to calm down, but as soon as she closed her eyes, her mind was filled with images of Jiang Teng kissing her in the maze. That affectionate look in his eyes, that unwavering gaze, just happened overnight.
I gave it all to another woman.
Eleven felt extremely uncomfortable. I had never felt so painful.
But she felt that her discomfort was unreasonable and she had no right to feel pain. Jiang Teng liked Wen Lingran in the first place. He thought he was Wen Lingran, so he kissed her and looked at her like that. When he really
When Wen Lingran appeared, it was understandable that he would withdraw his tenderness and affection for her.
She understood the truth, but she just couldn't control the sudden pain in her heart.
She felt like she was dying of pain, and if she allowed herself to get into trouble like this, she was afraid that her heart would burst and die.
After thinking about it, she took out her mobile phone and clicked on WeChat. This software was given to her by Anzhisu Amway and downloaded for her. It is said to be the most popular chat software in the country. It can be used by seniors in their 70s and 80s, as well as people as young as 35 years old.
All the kids will use it.
Her friend list was very clear at a glance. Apart from the three members of the Zhang family, there were only Jiang Teng and An Zhisu. After hesitating for a while, she clicked on An Zhisu's chat box.
S city.
Lantingju.
A family of four had just had dinner. The servants cleaned up the dining room. The four people moved to the living room, where they drank tea, ate fruits, played, and watched TV. They were having fun and looked happy.
A happy picture.
Ding dong!
Suddenly, An Zhisu's phone rang, reminding her that there was a WeChat message. She picked up the phone and opened it. She clicked on WeChat and was surprised to see that it was a WeChat message from Eleven. After all, since she taught Eleven how to use WeChat,
She hasn't taken the initiative to find him yet.
Out of surprise and curiosity, An Zhisu opened WeChat.
Eleven: Jiang Teng found Wen Lingran.
"Fuck!" An Zhisu couldn't help being surprised when he saw this WeChat message and cursed.
Ye Lancheng, who was making tea, gave her a warning look.
Erbao heard his mother's surprise and babbled: "I'll do it, I'll do it..."
Snapped!
Ye Lancheng was not as gentle with his son as he was with his wife. He slapped Erbao on the butt: "If you don't learn from the good ones, you will learn from the bad ones."
Erbao is thick-skinned and doesn’t mind the pain. He is still young and doesn’t know good or bad words. He will imitate what adults say when he hears them. But after being beaten by his father, he smartly knew that he could not imitate these words and immediately got up and ran away.
, hid behind Dabao, like a villain.
Dabao glanced at his younger brother with disgust, but did not let him hide behind him.
An Zhisu covered her mouth, fearing that Ye Lancheng would teach her a lesson, so she also hid behind Dabao while holding her cell phone, and sat in a row with Erbao.
Dabao:……
I had done something wrong to end up with such a younger brother and my own mother.
I'm still a baby, won't your conscience hurt if you do this?
As it turns out, it certainly doesn't hurt.
Erbao hid behind his brother and continued to watch cartoons, while An Zhisu also held his mobile phone and began to reply to WeChat messages with peace of mind.
Athens.
It took a while after sending out the WeChat message on Eleven before receiving a reply from An Zhisu.
An Zhisu: Are you sure the person you found is Wen Lingran? Rather than just looking like Wen Lingran?
Eleven: OK.
An Zhisu: What was Jiang Teng’s reaction?
Eleven: He is very happy.
An Zhisu: What about you?
Eleven:Me?
An Zhisu: Do you feel anything in your heart? Did she say what the relationship between you is?
Eleven understood what An Zhisu meant and told her what Christine said in a concise and concise manner.
An Zhisu thought to himself, why did he lose his memory again? Eleven lost his memory, and Wen Lingran also lost his memory. Eleven was even worse. Not only could he not remember what happened before he was sixteen, he could not remember what happened after he was sixteen. It was a complete
A person who has no memory of the past.
An Zhisu: So you have no impression of her at all?
Eleven answered simply: No.
It's strange to say that she has Wen Lingran's memory, and even dreamed of Jiang Teng as a boy in her dreams, but she never dreamed of Wen Lingran.
An Zhisu was very curious about Wen Lingran, so he asked: What do you think of her? Is it what you imagined?
Eleven stared at this question for a long time, not knowing how to describe it. She had come into contact with very few girls. Xian Di had a carefree temperament, and An Zhisu was lively and cheerful. Both of them were very sincere, almost
Belong to the same character.
But she can't see through Christine. She doesn't know whether it's because Christine and An Zhisu have different personalities, or because she doesn't trust Christine enough yet. In short, she doesn't like her.