Gu Zichen sighed helplessly, sat down beside her and put her hand down from the ear.

"Su Nian Nian, you are such a fool."

Su Niannian is like a cat whose tail has been trampled on. He said with indignation: "Gu Zichen, don't always say I'm stupid. I doubt myself and doubt my life when you say it. Why do you always hit me?"

TSU Wan realized that this was in front of her grave at the tomb of Chu Zi Chen, and she bowed to her tombstone. "Aunt, I'm sorry, I shouldn't say your son. I'm guilty. I'm guilty. You don't make complaints about me. Actually, Gu Zi Chen is good, and he is excellent and smart..."

Gu Zichen looked at her with a laugh, rubbed her hair, touched the photos on the tombstone, his eyes became deep.

In fact, his childhood is not very happy, his mother learned art, it is not easy to find a job. A single mother with a child had a bad time.

The initial Xie Lanshan is gentle, beautiful, also stubborn, stubborn, in Gu Zichen's memory is so beautiful.

However, the years of suffering gradually sharpened her youth, her beauty, and she realized that her life had become powerless. After returning to heaven, she suffered from severe depression and irritability, and her life became more and more decadent.

Gu Zichen is most afraid of her illness. She often throws things all over the house. Like her black cat, she leaves marks on him with her sharp claws.

After waking up, she will hold Gu Zichen and cry soundlessly.

In a sense, she hated the child, and maybe she could have a better life without him.

But she also loves this child most, otherwise will not give up all for him.

In this repeated imprinting torture, she finally left the world.

She was about to leave that time has been very painful, Gu Zichen squatted in front of her bed, black and white eyes have tears, but also forbear to let tears fall.

I have witnessed death, so I am cold with my heart.

The wind blowing gently, Gu Zichen asked in a low voice: "Su Nian, if the past is a bad memory, what do you say to do?"

Su tried to digest the problem with her delicate eyebrows every year. She said solemnly, "Gu Zichen, I thought about this problem when I was a child. Then once, an aunt told me a sentence in the Buddhist Scripture:" life is like living in a thorn. The heart doesn't move, the person doesn't move, and if he doesn't move, he doesn't hurt. If he's moved, he moves recklessly, and hurts his body and bones It's very complicated, but it's enough to understand a little: no matter how heavy the wound is, as long as you don't remember, it won't hurt. "

Forget, it will not hurt. She does it all the time.

She can't remember the tragic death of Su Fu. She can't remember how to play the piano well. She has forgotten a lot of things.

But at least, she did not feel sad at all, she would not feel that life was full of difficulties, every step was painful.

Gu Zichen listened carefully to her finish, squinting Phoenix eyes, as if to realize the deep meaning.

For a long time, he suddenly hugged Su Niannian, and his voice was very low: "then if one day, I did something sorry for you, would you forget it?"

Su Niannian Bai gave him a look: "then you want to coax me! If you don't coax me, I'll always be angry, and I can't forget it. "

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