Out of the hospital, Gu Xiaoxiao still relied on his vague memory to find a home that he hadn't returned to for eleven years.

——No. 33, Chuli Road, Lancheng East Street

Seeing a half-hidden door, Gu Xiaoxiao felt inexplicably familiar, and walked over and pushed the door open, anyway, she was not afraid of heaven and earth.

When I opened the door, I saw a familiar face from childhood, it was her "father", but there was also a little boy of five or six years old, who looked a little like her "mother".

Gu Xiaoxiao walked in and tentatively called out, "Dad?"

The middle-aged man, looking towards the door, put down the small wooden stick in his hand, and said with some surprise: "You...... You...... You are...... Is it Xiaoxiao?"

"Uh...... Yes"

"Come in, where have you been in the past eleven years, Xiaoxiao, your mother and I have been looking for you for a long time. Your mother......" The man said with a sudden pause.

Gu Xiaoxiao caught the keyword eye and asked, "Mom, what's wrong?"

"Xiaoxiao, you know don't be angry, your mother is also forced to do it." The man said cautiously.

"Your mother didn't look for you for three years, and then she was with someone else, and she died after giving birth to your brother."

Although there were only a few words that the man said, Gu Xiaoxiao knew a lot. But she always felt that her "dad" was not telling the truth, omitting something. The man pushed the boy next to him: "Go, take my sister to rest." ”

The little boy timidly stepped forward and took Gu Xiaoxiao into the room. Gu Xiaoxiao locked the door, pulled the little boy over, and pulled up his sleeves.

Sure enough, she didn't guess wrong, and things really weren't that simple. I only saw that the little boy's arms were covered with bruises, and at first glance, he was subjected to domestic violence. And she made a brief observation, and the man, Gu Zhuo, seemed to have some mental problems, and his words were full of loopholes.

Suddenly, the little boy pulled Gu Xiaoxiao's sleeve and said cautiously, "Sister...... Sister, mom, she, didn't die, she was locked up by her father. ”

"Where?" Gu Xiaoxiao's pupils shrank after hearing this, "Take me there." Although Gu Xiaoxiao has been away from this family for eleven years and has no feelings for her parents, she has been able to abide by her heart and retain her humanity in the past eleven years, and not lose her humanity and become an emotionless tool like other people in that place. And this is also the reason why Gu Xiaoxiao and her master are afraid of her.

"In a small room." Saying that, the little boy Gu Tongyu took Gu Xiaoxiao out of the room sneakily and walked towards a small room.

Gu Xiaoxiao kicked open the door and saw a middle-aged woman sitting inside, reading a book in the dim light, and it didn't seem that there was anything wrong with it.

"Mom?" Gu Xiaoxiao tentatively spoke.

When the middle-aged woman heard the voice, she raised her head, looked at the girl at the door, and said suspiciously: "You...... You are...... Xiaoxiao? ”

"Yes."

"Xiaoxiao, you're back."

"Yes." Gu Xiaoxiao nodded, and then asked, "Why did Gu Zhuo say you died?" ”

"Hey, he had a car accident three years ago, and then that's it. Now he doesn't even recognize his own son. ”

"Oh, do you want to get out, then?" Gu Xiaoxiao asked.

"Of course." The woman paused, "He said that I had followed someone else, and that I would do what he wanted." The woman spoke, and her tone was one of scoundrels, determination, and hatred.

"Xiaoxiao, take care of your brother, and you must take this ring, you must not lose it. It will make a big difference in the future. Then the woman went out.