The car started again, and then slowly left the place, Zhihua looked up at the window, pursing his lips and hoping that her brother Achuan would look back at her, even if it was a glance.

However, Meng Chuan is still constantly carrying goods, he lacks an arm, he can only hold the goods with one hand, the arm muscle lines are beautiful and smooth, and he has a sense of strength, which is different from the weak and slender of his peers.

She was reluctant to give up, but even if she was reluctant, she had to leave, and Meng Chuan completely disappeared from her sight.

The scenery outside the window continues to recede, and the painting looks at her parents, full of yearning for the future family life, but also a little timid and afraid.

Because it's a brand new place.

The painting drooped his head, unaware of a figure chasing after the car.

As the car drove out of the town, the road became wider, and the speed at which Xi drove the car gradually increased.

Meng Chuan looked at the car shadow that gradually disappeared from his field of vision, and finally had to stop, he couldn't catch up at all, and he couldn't say goodbye to the painting anymore.

Once she's gone, I'm afraid she'll never come back.

Thinking of this, Meng Chuan's heart suddenly rose a sense of confusion.

He was born an orphan, missing an arm, and was adopted for ten years by his adoptive father, who loved to drink and often at him when he was drunk.

Because of his disability, his classmates looked down on him, isolated him, and bullied him.

Only Zhihua will always accompany him in an awkward way, and he will go from unaccustomed, disgusted, and rejected at first, to later acceptance, and let her be by his side.

Meng Chuan once thought that he and Zhihua would be together forever, but he didn't want that when he was ten years old, that little girl completely disappeared from his world.

He looked in front of him, the car shadow had long since disappeared, Meng Chuan clenched his fists, turned around and walked in the direction of the town.

He walked alone, looking sad and joyless, like a walking corpse.

Grandma Zhi bought needlework from the grocery store, and when she came out, she happened to see Meng Chuan, she smiled kindly, and said, "Ah Chuan, have you come to work?" ”

"Well...... "Grandma Zhi is very good, kind and kind, when Meng Chuan was severely scolded and beaten hungry by his adoptive father, it was Grandma Zhi who quietly helped him behind his back.

So Meng Chuan had special respect for her, he hesitated for a while, and asked: "Grandma, ...... to draw her?"

"Drawing, she left with her parents this morning, don't you know?" Grandma asked subconsciously.

Meng Chuan moved his lips for a long time, and it seemed that he had found his voice again.

He suppressed the emotions that permeated his heart, "What about her...... Did you say when you would come back? ”

Grandma Zhi looked at Meng Chuan, although this child is usually not easy to approach, and he is alienated and indifferent to everyone, but he really cares about Zhihua.

He's a nice older brother.

Grandma said with a smile: "I don't know this very well, but I don't think I will come back to painting." ”

Hearing this, Meng Chuan was stunned.

Won't be coming back?

What does that mean?

His throat rolled, and a sour smell was stuck there, not up or down, like holding back resentment, very uncomfortable.

Reason told Meng Chuan that since he would not come back from the painting, then he still cared what he was doing so much, but he was really reluctant in his heart and really couldn't let go......

Meng Chuan asked, "Why?" ”

Is that little fool really so ruthless?

Grandma was stunned, why?

She thought for a while and said: "The parents who are in charge of painting are not small, she is a daughter when she goes back, there are too many things to worry about in the wealthy and nobles, and many times she can't help herself." ”