Looking at Jiang Xiaoqing, who was so serious, Xiao Zhan was slightly stunned.

In the next second, he showed a gentle smile, dispelling the chill of this winter night.

"Isn't that enough?"

Xiao Zhan said softly: "You love your family, they also love you deeply, when I first arrived at your house, they thought you were knocking on the door, and they all ran out." ”

"Since the people you love and the people who love you are all gathered together, then where they are is your home."

Xiao Zhan raised his hand, and some rough fingertips swept Jiang Xiaoqing's cheeks and the corners of his eyes, wiping the salty and bitter taste away inch by inch.

"What if...... Who else loves me? Jiang Xiaoqing's voice trembled.

Xiao Zhan snapped his fingers.

"My parents, not here."

Jiang Xiaoqing's voice was full of despair, entanglement, and pain.

She grabbed Xiao Zhan's hand and pressed very hard, "I don't know where they are." ”

Xiao Zhan's pupils shrank slightly, as if he was frightened by this dramatic reality.

Jiang Xiaoqing looked at him, and he didn't even have the strength to squeeze out a smile and divert this heavy topic.

Just by saying these words, Jiang Xiaoqing felt that he had exhausted the strength of his life.

From Jiang Defeng's house, when he heard him say those words, Jiang Xiaoqing didn't speak.

Because, I don't want to admit it.

As soon as she spoke, she couldn't help but move on to the topic.

However, once she reaches this topic, it means that she admits -

Acknowledging her mom and dad, not her mom and dad, just ......

Adoptive father and adoptive mother.

Yes, adoptive father, adoptive mother.

…… Scold.

What a two, unfamiliar, and alienating word.

Even those intimate and warm memories of the past have become cold and false together.

It seems that everything is a beautiful dream woven by the gentle Fang Hong and Jiang Dexiang, as well as Jiang Zhou and Jiang He, for her, an abandoned child.

Now, the dream wakes up—

No.

Yes, the dream is shattered.

Jiang Xiaoqing felt as if he had jumped into an icy lake, sinking all the way to the bottom, lying in the muddy depths, crushed by the cold lake water used in all directions.

Silence her voice for help.

Such a reality gave her only endless pain.

There is no escape.

"If only I didn't know."

Jiang Xiaoqing's tears welled up, "If you don't know, it won't be so painful." ”

yes, just like in a previous life.

Even if all her relatives are far away from her, separated by yin and yang, at least she still lives in that warm and gentle dream.

In that dream, she was loved.

But now, after knowing everything, those loves suddenly became extremely awkward for Jiang Xiaoqing.

"Because...... You're growing. Growth, that's it. ”

Xiao Zhan's voice suddenly sounded, pulling Jiang Xiaoqing, who was in pain, into reality slightly, "Isn't growth just ...... Is it a process of constant 'knowing'? ”

Jiang Xiao was slightly stunned, she stared at Xiao Zhan in a daze.

"When you open your mouth, you call 'Mom' for the first time, and the moment you know what 'Mom' is, it's growth."

"You look up and see your parents who originally needed to look up, and you can already look at them at eye level, knowing that they are actually not that tall, they are just growing."

"When you look down and look at your parents who are sitting in a chair, rubbing their waists and complaining, you know that they are not omnipotent, they are growing."

"From school, you learn all kinds of knowledge, know all kinds of people and things, know that not everyone loves you, it turns out that there are people who hate you, will bully you, will make you bad, this world is not beautiful at all, and will give you a lot of troubles and pains, and happiness is only a few times, the same is growth."

Xiao Zhan was also looking at Jiang Xiaoqing.

Seriously, but also gently.

"Even though some things are extremely painful, you still know it, and then you bear it, and you can endure it, and you will continue to grow—"

Xiao Zhan said: "This is the reality, everyone can't escape, the only difference is whether you can hold on in the process of 'bearing'." ”

"If I ...... Can't hold it anymore? ”

Jiang Xiaoqing suddenly laughed, tears fell from her eyes, and she said, "Then can I choose to escape?" For example, dead ......"

"Huh."

Before the latter word could be spoken, Jiang Xiaoqing was suddenly surrounded by warmth.

The voice she thought was the best in the world sounded from very close to her ears—

"Like, flee to a safe place."

"For example, around people who love you."

"Like, in my arms."

Xiao Zhan asked softly, "If you take a break like this...... Will it feel better? ”