Su Nanai smiled at the stunned Xu Qian:

"Honey, keep an eye on me, and give me a little reminder if there's any movement."

Xu Qian has never done such a thing:

"What reminder?"

Su Nana's eyes rolled:

"It's simple, pigs bark, dogs, cats, anything."

After speaking, Sunai Nai opened the door and stumbled into the room.

Xu Qian's brain swirled, and the pig barked? Dog barking? Mew? Anything? Miss Su, are you really a police officer? Why do you think you're so similar to Jiangyang thieves?

Su Nana in the house looked at the layout of the house, and really had a sense of time traveling to a long time ago.

There are no modern equipment in the rooms, some of them are made of wood.

Although there are some years, these wooden products do also release its unique charm, the reason why I say charm, it is a kind of plot of Suna Nai.

These are all things that her mother used to use, and her breath stays here, and Su Nana can't help but caress it, and the layers of ash are wiped off, revealing its original color, luster and faint, showing its age.

Suna looked at the dresser, there was a makeup mirror there, Suna looked at herself in the mirror in a daze, as if she saw the face that brought her infinite intimacy in her mind.

She smiled and combed her hair, her eyes infinitely tender.

Can't help it, Su Nana leaned forward and slowly stretched out her hand, she wanted to use her ability to see if these old things could give her a real answer.

I wanted to touch the dresser, but I did see a wooden comb stained with ash on the dresser, and there were still a few strands of hair left on the wooden comb, was it her mother's? Was it left behind by her mother?

In a trance, he stretched out his hand excitedly and boldly, and after touching, he might be able to know his mother's appearance, and he could know who the gentle woman in the vague impression was, whether it was her mother.

If so, what are the memories of the 12 years she has hidden, and why are her memories blocked?

Suna looked at the wooden comb, her hand trembled, and she approached it, but she couldn't help but stop it.

I'm afraid of the truth, but I can't help my inner curiosity, and the truth of the facts.

Su Nana withdrew her hand, looked at the wooden comb, and clenched it tightly, Su Nana, for so many years, you can't go past in such a daze, there are some things that you must understand clearly.

Su Nana, you have grown up for 20 years, and you can't even know what your mother looks like.

Sunaina, you don't know anything about your mother, you're too fucking unfilial, aren't you?

Sunaina, you can't be like this, you can't live in ignorance and stupidity.

Suna, that's your mother......

Suna closed her eyes tightly, and the withdrawn hand stretched out again, closer and closer.

The touch of the gray layer in her hand was touched, and with the traces of lattice, she touched it.

Her eyes suddenly opened, and she really touched it, and Su Nanai couldn't wait to wipe away the heavy ash with her hands, revealing the smooth color of the wooden comb.

It's like a grinding disc, a surface that her mother touches every day, and when she touches it, she seems to feel the temperature in her palm.

I always thought I was very strong, and I lived so lively and cheerful without my mother.

It turned out that she just hid her longing for her mother and buried her love deep in her heart, just because the people around her regarded her mother as a taboo.