Chapter 47: What Are You Crying For?

The air in the park is particularly good in the early morning, and many elderly people come here to exercise, and there is nothing more peaceful in the city than at this time.

"Little girl, why are you sleeping here?"

Jing Ruhua opened his eyes, a drop of dew fell from his eyelashes, and fell from his fair face, as if he had cried, but his eyes were clear and clear, Jing Ruhua sat up and looked at the two old men in front of him.

"Child, what are you crying about?" The old woman asked.

The couple will come to this park every day for morning exercises, and the benches where the scenery is picturesque are around this small square, and the two old people look at the picturesque scenery and are young, and they can't help but come to ask.

"Didn't cry." Jing Ruhua shook his head, smiled politely, got up from the bench, and did not fall into the street at all, even if he slept on the street, Jing Ruhua also behaved generously as on a luxurious soft couch.

In the eyes of the old couple is very satisfied, the picturesque demeanor makes the old couple very appreciative, modern young people can not be arrogant and impatient is really rare, not to mention the picturesque scenery, it also makes the old couple can't help but ask a few more words.

"Did the little girl run away from home?" The old lady asked tentatively, she was not very sure, looking at this girl's demeanor, she was not like that ignorant child.

"Yes." Jing Ruhua nodded simply, she ran away from home.

"** out of ten things that are unsatisfactory in life, go back quickly, so as not to worry your family." The old man spoke.

"I don't have any family." Jing Ruhua said lightly, she really doesn't have a family, if it is to be Jing Ruhua, or to be the host in the task, never, fused with the memory golden finger, Jing Ruhua's mind began to clear up the original vague memory, her memory told her that she was an orphan, a widow was selected by the villain as a host, but what happened, she felt that something was wrong, for example, since she had no impression of the specific things in her lonely days, she only knew that she had been lonely all her life.

In fact, Jing Ruhua didn't know, she fused the memory golden finger, Jing Ruhua's life was originally the memory slowly blurred with the task, not only did it not become clear after fusion, but it forgot it completely, just like being erased by the blackboard slowly from the traces to the wipe to nothing.

And the system didn't say anything more this time.

"If you don't mind, come to my house first, it's not safe for the little girl's house to sleep on the street." The old woman sympathized with her, guessing that something had changed so much in the scene that she had nowhere to go.

"Thanks, no need." Jing Ruhua doesn't like and is not used to going to strangers' houses casually, so she refuses.

"Then you stay safe." The grandmother was not reluctant, and she abruptly invited someone to the house, and she really didn't think it through.

"Hmm." Jing Ruhua nodded, and the figure slowly moved away.

"Let's go, old man, you'll have a consultation later." After the old woman watched the scenery and leave, she took the old man's arm and said.

"Hurry up, hurry up, my herbs are still confiscated." The old man urged.

"I know all day long that those herbs of yours are in possession." The old lady took a sip and walked away side by side with the old man.

The rising sun fell behind them with a warm glow, and the old couple walked back to their home step by step.