Miao Xiuying immediately nodded and said: "Don't worry, I will come here often. It's very clean here. In fact, I just push a cart back and forth, and it's really nothing serious. Is this your mother? Just follow your instructions.
Open your mouth, you just need to accompany your husband, and I will do all the saving."
He Qingwan nodded lightly. She was indeed a little tired. She glanced at her daughter and sighed: "I won't be able to go back for a while. There's nothing serious about living here. I just didn't bring a change of clothes. I
I don’t dare to leave your father for a moment, otherwise, you go home and help me get some changes of clothes. I won’t bother Yong Ye.”
An Youruo nodded, "Okay, Shitou's car is just outside. I'm fine, so I'm just going to run. Don't be too hard. Ask Sister Miao to help me with anything. Since my father has such a bad temper, I'll
I won’t go in, lest he get even more angry when he sees me.”
He Qingwan nodded, watched her daughter say hello to Miao Xiuying, and left.
After leaving the hospital, Mo Mo drove towards An Youruo's parents' home and took a peek at An Youruo. Her expression was calm and showed no signs of anger. It seemed that the meeting between father and daughter was not too bad.
"Shitou, concentrate on driving, what do you think I'm doing?" An Youruo smiled and asked puzzledly, "You look so careful, as if you're afraid of annoying me."
Shi Mo smiled sheepishly and said honestly: "I'm afraid Madam will not be happy when she meets Mr. An, so -"
An Youruo smiled and said: "It's just him, I'm too lazy to be angry with him. He's not a thing, so I can't make the same comparison. For example, if your father is sorry for your mother, do you have to be sorry for your future?"
My wife? I don’t care about it, my lord."
Although Shi Mo was not sure what happened, but looking at An Youruo's relaxed expression, he was relieved and started driving the car. As long as the wife didn't care, what happened would not matter? Right?
The car parked in An's yard. Although An Tongze was not here, An Yongye would usually be at home. He had packed up well and cleaned the study. However, there were too many things broken and he couldn't buy them for a while.
, we had to temporarily do a simple processing.
The door of the study room was not closed, it was ajar. Someone had probably cleaned it just now. An Youruo had no intention of going in to take a look, but she pushed it casually and the door opened. She hesitated and walked in.
She didn't know if her father had time to read, but the books in her father's study were extremely rich, even more than those in Jiangnan's study. She thought it wouldn't be an exaggeration to take a few books for herself.
Father shouldn't have time to sort out the books one by one, right?
Shi Mo stood at the door of the study, waiting, but did not go in.
An Youruo walked casually in front of the bookcase. Because she broke the glass on it that day, she had the opportunity to see the books inside today. Probably because An Yongye hadn't found a suitable glass yet, so the appearance of the bookcase was a bit...
Strangely lonely, the books inside seem lively and crowded, making the viewer happy.
She randomly picked out a book, which was thick and large, like a magazine.
It was placed in a less noticeable location, but just to the right of the chair in front of the desk. It was easily accessible, but no one would pay much attention to it. She thought that her father would look at it at any time.
Book, what kind of books does your father usually read?
The strange thing is that this is an expired phone book?!
An Youruo was a little surprised and couldn't help but smile. Her father actually put an expired phone book in a place on the bookcase that he could access at any time. It was really a strange habit. She didn't care much, so she flipped through it casually.
Although it is expired, it is in good condition. There are no traces of use, no signs of casually recording or circling numbers on it.
Maybe this phone book has a special meaning or purpose. Maybe she knew it before she lost her memory, but now she has no memory at all, she thought, preparing to put it back. She is not a person who is particularly interested in other people's secrets and preferences.
.
Especially, the man she had to call father but hated in her heart.
There was a slight sound, as if something fell on the ground. It was impossible to make any sound originally, but it happened to land on her feet and then fell to the ground, so she vaguely heard an extremely slight sound.
sound.
I lowered my head and saw a yellowed photo. The photo didn't seem to have been taken a long time ago, because the clothes of the people in the photo seemed to be very recent, but the photo was deliberately made old.
There is a beautiful woman in the photo, very pretty, pretty and charming.
There was a line written on the back of the photo: Looking back suddenly, the man was in the dim light.
Who is this woman? An Youruo thought for a moment and put the photo back into the book and the phone number book back into the bookcase. She was not interested in her father's past.
After taking a few books and coming out of the study, An Youruo stopped in confusion, looked at Shi Shi, and said with a wry smile: "Shi Shi, do me a favor, help me think about which room I live in.
This damn amnesia makes me unable to remember which room I lived in. The last time I came back, I didn't go back to my room at all. I wanted to go back to my room first and then go to my parents' room to help my mother get clothes.
"
Shi Mo smiled and led An Youruo back to her room. He still chose to wait outside and watched An Youruo open his door and walk in.
Is this your room?
An Youruo couldn't be sure at all. The decoration here was very similar to when she just returned to Gu's home. It was very luxurious and westernized. There was a fragrance in the air. It was very clean. It seemed that even though she was not at home, it was still here.
There are still people cleaning.
She first went to the place where the photo albums were kept. Before she lost her memory, she must have been a person who liked taking pictures. She saw at a glance that there were several photo albums on a three-story shelf next to the dressing table. When she opened them, she saw that they were all her own photos.
From childhood to adulthood, every photo is full of pride and confidence.
It seems that before I lost my memory, I was a very confident and proud person.
She looked through the photos casually and found that the photos looked a bit unfamiliar. It was obviously her own face, but she had no impression of it at all. She was really depressed. Suddenly, her eyes fell on a photo and she pulled the photo out of the album.
In fact, there was no particularly eye-catching person in this photo. It was just that a large, eye-catching circle was drawn on a person's head with a red pen. She immediately felt that if the circle was drawn by herself,
Then the self before amnesia must have hated the person in the photo.
This is just an ordinary photo of students and their parents before entering school.