The mood of choosing uncertainty was originally uncertain, but because of Xu Yi's instigation at this time, I began to become a little bold for a while.

In fact, if you think about it carefully, what he said is not wrong, this is not a big deal at all, I just asked Uncle Xu about some old things, and these things are clear, then I can naturally come out to talk to Aunt Xu again, there is no conflict in this.

In addition, when I looked back at Xu Yi, he also made a cheering gesture to me, as if he felt that I was afraid that I didn't dare to walk like Uncle Xu.

When I turned my eyes to Uncle Xu, who was sitting not far away reading the newspaper, he was still focused on his newspaper and did not notice the movement between me and Xu Yi on this side.

After all, I still have to understand things, so I took a deep breath, and I raised my steps and began to walk in his direction, until I finally stood in front of Uncle Xu.

Although he didn't wait for me to speak, Uncle Xu's sense was very sensitive, and he immediately looked up at me, he frowned, and his eyes were full of doubt and incomprehension.

"Xiao Ci, what's wrong? Is there anything you want to tell me? ”

Hearing Uncle Xu ask me this, I nodded undeniably, because I knew that what I was going to talk about next might surprise or puzzle me, so even my expression became serious.

"Yes, Uncle Xu, I have something to ask you."

Perhaps surprised by my serious attitude at this time, Uncle Xu was slightly stunned, so he folded the newspaper in his hand in half and put it on the table, and asked me: "What is the matter with you, ask now!"

I looked around, it was the living room, and although there weren't too many people, I always felt that a secluded environment was more suitable for a conversation between us.

So after thinking about it for a long time, I just shook my head slightly at Uncle Xu, "Uncle Xu, what I want to say to you next is extremely important to me, so I think it will only take a while to talk about it in your study." ”

"I hope you want to talk about it in my study, then go, it's not a big deal."

Uncle Xu agreed to my request without thinking, which surprised me a little, and I hurried to follow him when I saw him get up from his chair and walk upstairs.

His study was just around the corner on the second floor, so he just went upstairs to get there, and after opening the door for me to enter, Uncle Xu closed the door.

Uncle Xu seemed to be very obedient to his usual life, and went straight to his chair and sat down, and when he waved his hand to me to sit down, I shook my head at him.

"It's okay Uncle Xu, for a while, I'll just stand and ask you, there's no need to sit down."

As I spoke, curiosity tended to me to look around the room. Uncle Xu's study is extremely delicate and elegant, with antique colors everywhere, and the furniture seems to be made of mahogany, which is obviously a taste for life.

Eventually, my eyes fell on a calligraphy painting.

I don't know about the green pine painted above, and I don't feel familiar; But the poem written next to the green pine, the strong and powerful font, made me recognize it in an instant.

"Uncle Xu, the poem inscribed on this painting should not be ......" For a while, my head was chaotic, some doubts, trying to grasp some memories, but in the end it was scattered with the wind, leaving a burst of melancholy and dazedness.

Although the words were not yet fully spoken, Uncle Xu had already nervously stood up from his chair, and he probably did not expect that I would actually set my eyes on a portrait.

So he left his chair and walked towards me, until he finally stood with me in front of the painting, and then sighed.

"Xiao Ci, now listen to your tone, then I don't think I can guess it, I'm afraid you already know who the person who wrote the poem for this painting is......"

"Uncle Xu, this is not my intention, it's just that I am too familiar with him, he is my only father, my biological father, how can I not recognize the words he wrote?"

I had never seen my father's handwriting anywhere else but at home. Actually, I've always missed it, but because of my mother, I don't want to go home, so I haven't seen it for a long time.

I didn't expect that this was the first time I proposed to come to Uncle Xu's study, and sure enough, I found something unusual.

When I said to Uncle Xu that this was my father's handwriting, I could hardly hide the excitement and excitement in my heart, and even my eyes were full of tears.

After all, Uncle Xu is not like Aunt Xu, he does not have the same equal mood swings because of my feelings. He just stood beside me, looked up at the calligraphy and painting on the wall, and sighed slowly for a long time.

"This calligraphy and painting has been hanging here for many years, and no one has ever really seen this painting, and naturally they will not know that the person who painted this painting is me, and the person who inscribed the poem is your father."

"Time really flies, it's been more than 20 years since the time of this inscription, and you were just a child at that time."

Before I could ask anything, Uncle Xu told me all about his acquaintance with his father.

But for me, there are still a few doubts in this, because I don't know, so I want to ask him, "But in my memory, Uncle Xu, there was no intersection between you and my father, how could he write a poem for you?" ”

"Of course, the family takes care of each other, but after all, everyone is immersed in the mall, and they are neighbors, so of course they will have contact, but you didn't know it before."

Uncle Xu smiled slightly, once he remembered the past, he would always have a state of extreme emotion, "The love between us probably lasted until you moved out, and since then the contact has slowly decreased......

"Speaking of which, Uncle Xu, do you know the reason why our family suddenly moved away?"

It's hard to imagine that I once ignored so many things, and now that I have a clue, I naturally want to get to the bottom of it, and I want to get back those memories I lost, then Uncle Xu may be a good choice.

But when he heard me ask, Uncle Xu looked at me with great pity, "I don't know the specifics, I only know the reason why you moved away back then, it seems to be because of you." ”

"Because of me, how is this possible?" I was puzzled and hurriedly denied it, but when I denied it, I didn't know what to say next, after all, it was my lost memories.

The whole family is fine except for me, so if the reason for moving away is not because of me, who will it be?

But I don't know what happened to me, whether it was a serious illness or a car accident that allowed my family to move out of this place where I had lived for a long time.

I am destined not to know the memory, so I can only hope for Uncle Xu in front of me, so I asked him again, "Uncle Xu, you really can't remember the details of the year?" ”

"My father is no longer there, and my mother never told me that Chen Tang was still young at the time, and now I can only rely on you to find the answer."

"Xiaoci, I've already told you, I don't know the specific situation, but it seems to be because you have a serious illness." Uncle Xu looked at me helplessly, I was sure that what he said was the truth, and that the only information he could tell me was this.

"It's because I...... Got a serious illness? ”

I repeated what Uncle Xu said to me in a daze, trying to imagine, but after all, I couldn't get an answer, I just felt a headache, and my whole body seemed to be torn apart.

And Uncle Xu still sighed weakly, "I just said that you seem to have a serious illness, and no one knows about the specific situation except your parents......"

"All I know is that your family didn't say goodbye that year, and it seemed that you lived somewhere else, and the Red Gold Foundation was still operating, but soon after, your father's scandal broke out, and then you probably knew everything......"

The conversation with Uncle Xu went more smoothly than I expected, and I didn't need to ask him anything, he would tell me everything he knew.

Uncle Xu is not like Lin Xiangtian's father, he will tell me what I say, but I always feel that I have something to hide, even under my pressure, I still don't want to tell too much truth.

"Could it be that you have never had any contact with my father since that year when our family left each other?"

In the face of my persistent questioning, Uncle Xu seemed extremely calm, he withdrew his gaze from the calligraphy and painting in front of him, turned around and stared straight at me.

"Xiao Ci, to tell you the truth, you didn't come here today to have a meal with your Aunt Xu, but more importantly, you want to ask me about the past many years ago, right?"

Uncle Xu's eyes were indifferent, but there was seriousness in them, which made my face burn hotly, and he understood the thoughts in my heart in an instant, how could this not make me feel ashamed?

I couldn't refute what he said, so I could only slowly lower my head under his gaze, my hands clenched into fists, and the sweat in my palms became more and more.

"I'm sorry, Uncle Xu. I know it's bad for me to do this, but if I don't ask you, I'll never know the answer, so I'll have to do it this way......"

"Actually, as early as when you were eating, I felt that something was wrong, but at that time, your Aunt Xu and you were chatting hotly, so I couldn't interject, and now that you came to me, I was also very happy."

"At the very least, it shows that you can still look at this problem directly, rather than blindly choosing to run away, so you don't need to apologize to me."

"Actually, I can understand you very well now, if I were you, I would also care a lot about my father's past, so it is understandable that you are doing this today."

"Just remember that not every time I can forgive you like that. Forget it today, if you come over next time, if you ask me about things, you will ask me about things, and if you want to accompany your Aunt Xu, you will accompany her, do you understand? ”

Although I lowered my head, I could still feel the pressure from Uncle Xu, "I understand that one yard is one yard, and it must not be mixed up." ”