"Wool blanket." Tang Qing took a look at her thin clothes. The United States is hotter than here. She didn't bring any clothes when she came back. She was still dressed in summer clothes. She couldn't help saying, "go and change your clothes. You're wearing too little. You'll catch a cold later."

Tang Ning was stunned for a while, looking at her face, some doubts appeared on her expression. Tang Qing looked at strange and asked, "what's the matter?"

Downing laughed and shook his head: "nothing. It's just the feeling that you've said it to me before

Tang Qingzhi's blanket movement slowly slowed down. Her eyes were somewhat complicated. She looked at Tang Ning's sunny and lively smile. Her personality was completely different from before, but some things could not be changed. For example, she radiated the light of the sun. Some people were destined to attract attention when they were born, no matter what she became.

Tang tilted his head and whispered, "you didn't like to wear clothes before."

When she was a child, Tang Ning relied on her good physical fitness. In winter, she was only dressed in autumn clothes. As a younger sister, she was worried about her, holding down a down jacket all day and following her behind, trying to coax her to wear more.

Downing's eye hole slightly contracted for a moment, seemed to think of something, and then shook his head uncomfortable, trying to throw out the extra images in his brain.

She sat down on the sofa and said to Tang Qing, "can you tell me something about the past?"

Tang Qing looked up at her with some doubts. She always remembered that downing didn't care much about the past after she lost her memory. At least, looking as like as two peas in her face, she was very cold and alienated.

Tang Qing gently took a breath. His mood was a little complicated. He didn't tell Tang Ning anything else. He just asked, "a'ning, how are you doing now?"

Tang Ning was sitting on the sofa with a big cross legged grin and sunshine: "I was studying in America. Did Fengting tell you? I also made a boyfriend. I didn't bring it this time. Next time you're still here, I'll bring it to you. "

Although she did not say good, but looking at her smile and listening to her words, she knew that she was very satisfied with her life now.

Tang Qing also laughed. She said in a low voice, "there was nothing to say about the past. It has been a long time, and I don't remember much. It's not a happy memory. It doesn't matter if you can't remember it. Just forget it. It's good to have a happy life now. "

After Tang Ning's disappearance, she, like Tang Yi, has been thinking about her all the time. Otherwise, Tang Yi would not have said that there was a news about Tang Ning, and she would follow him without hesitation to convict Tangmen.

In the eight years since she left, she had so much to say to her. From the orphanage to the Tangmen organization, they never separated.

Tang Yi wanted to kill her. How could she feel better?

She is the only one in the world who is the most intimate and most intimate person in the world. She suffered no less than Tang Yi in those years.

Downing has forgotten everything. If you forget it, forget it. Don't remember it. Some things are better not to know. In the future, just like ordinary people, happy life is the best ending.

She also suffered a lot in this life, forgetting is not a bad thing.