Chapter 7: Coming Home?

"Girl, you're amazing." The young man sighed at Ling Yuemo.

Ling Yuemo looked at the kid who was a lot shorter than herself, and she was really annoyed by the girl's scream, so she said with a bad face: "What girl?" Don't you see that I'm all mothers? ”

The young man didn't seem to expect Ling Yuemo to suddenly get angry, and hurriedly apologized: "I'm sorry, I'm sorry, sister, your appearance really doesn't look like a person with children, it's the little brother who is abrupt." ”

"Forget it, just remember it later." Ling Yuemo didn't bother to bother with him as a child, and waved his hand to signal that it was over.

"Yes, yes, by the way, what is this sister called?" The young man tilted his head and looked at Ling Yuemo, the more he looked at it, the more familiar he felt, as if he had seen it somewhere, where had he seen it?

"Ling Yuemo." Ling Yuemo replied lightly.

"What? Are you Ling Yuemo? The boy cried out in surprise, and the crowd was jumped, and they all stopped to look at him.

Ling Yuemo also looked at the young man suspiciously, did he know her? She's been here for so many years, and no one has ever said they know her.

"Are you really Ling Yuemo?" The boy asked again uncertainly.

Ling Yuemo nodded, it seemed that she really knew her.

"You don't remember me? I'm Ling Yuli, your own brother, you really don't remember me? The young man looked at Ling Yuemo with a face full of grievances and tears in his eyes.

Ling Yuemo was awakened by this pitiful look at her long-dormant memory, there are various scenes of her playing hide and seek with her younger brother, she made clothes and shoes for her younger brother, dressed her younger brother, and took her younger brother to play, all of which were laughter, and then the picture turned, she and her younger brother were separated in tears, she got on the sedan chair, and her younger brother was pulled into the back room.

The picture flashed for just a moment, but Ling Yuemo felt that the young man in front of her was no longer a stranger, and it inexplicably made her happy.

"Are you Li'er?" Ling Yuemo's voice was a little hoarse, she seemed to be very unaccustomed to this, Ling Yuemo stabilized her mind, she was not Ling Yuemo, why was her feelings for Ling Yuli so real?

"Yes, I'm Li'er, sister, I finally found you." Ling Yuli instantly threw herself into Ling Yuemo's arms aggrievedly and cried loudly.

Ling Yuemo was stunned for a moment, looking at the young man crying like a tearful man in her arms, she had a lot of thoughts in her heart, she was not the real Ling Yuemo, she couldn't understand this feeling of regaining her relatives, but she felt a trace of warmth.

Ling Yuemo gently stroked Ling Yuli's back with her hand, and said softly: "Okay, okay, my sister is here, such a big person, don't cry anymore." ”

"Eun." Ling Yuli stopped crying and sobbed slightly.

"Let's go, let's go home." Ling Yuemo took Ling Yuli's hand and continued to walk back.

"Okay." Ling Yuli obediently followed Ling Yuemo's footsteps and walked forward, he looked at Ling Yuemo, and then at Ling Ziling's three little Mengbao, just now they all seem to call their sisters and mothers, right? Could it be that my sister is already married? Great, my sister finally figured it out, since the children are so old, my sister must be very happy.

"It's here, let's go inside." Ling Yuemo's voice pulled Ling Yuli's thoughts back.

Ling Yuli looked at the very ordinary wooden house in front of her, and felt uncomfortable for a while, her sister was a dignified daughter of the Prime Minister's Mansion who actually lived in such a place, it was really unreasonable.

Ling Yuli didn't say anything, she directly pulled Ling Yuemo to turn around and leave, Ling Yuemo didn't understand what happened to him at all? How do you say that you can just go?

"Li'er, what are you doing, this is home." Ling Yuemo took Ling Yuli's hand and asked.

Ling Yuli looked at Ling Yuemo, whose face was slightly pale, and her heart was even more uncomfortable.

"Sister, come back with me, it's been six years, maybe my father has lost his breath, and my grandmother's body is getting weaker, I'm afraid time is running out, can you go back and see her?"

Ling Yuemo didn't answer, she didn't know what to say? Do you want her to tell this young man who was still holding her and crying that she is not his own sister? I'm afraid not.

But now she just wants to live in this wilderness and mountains for the rest of her life, he doesn't want to step into Fengxi Country again, and he doesn't want to enter this troubled world again.