Once the thought comes out, you can't suppress it anyway.

My sister was reluctant to let go and wanted to listen to my embarrassing things, but probably because she saw that her parents and I had bad expressions, she gradually became depressed. She looked at our expressions carefully and ate silently like us.

After dinner, I returned to the room and couldn't help but think about it all the time.

Childhood...the past...

To investigate, in addition to starting from my parents, we are starting from people I met in the past.

Our family hasn't moved for so many years, but the neighbors around have changed a few times. Now our neighbors have moved in the past few years. It's impossible to know what happened when I was a child. When I was in elementary school, I didn't live here. I didn't remember where I lived now, but I only remember the layout of the home and some furniture.

Excluding the option of neighbors, to be precise, my first option should be relatives at home.

My memory is also a little blurred in this regard.

Grandpa and grandma, grandma... I have never seen grandpa, and passed away before I was born. Among the other three elderly people, grandma held me in the cradle when she was a child, and died before I could walk and run away. Grandpa and grandma both died before I went to elementary school. I still have the impression of the funeral. Other relatives... my parents' brothers and sisters... have, but because my grandparents passed away too early, their children rarely gathered.

I suddenly realized that I didn’t have the contact information of my relatives like my uncles, uncles, aunts, etc.

I only remember that our family gradually became alienated from these relatives. My parents occasionally mentioned that they had dinner together after retirement. It seemed that some cousin or cousin got married and they went to attend the wedding. I should have been in college at that time. During the holidays, I signed up for a volunteer activity in a school, but I couldn't participate.

The more I recalled, the more I doubted what my parents had hidden.

In the past, at most, during the Chinese New Year, I felt that my family was a little deserted, but now I suspect that this kind of "coldness" has a unique purpose.

The phone rang a message tone.

It was in the group, the thin guys and the others were talking about Yu Chuanfeng.

I looked at it for a while, feeling upset and sent my suspicion up.

The group was quiet for a few minutes, which made me even more anxious.

"Do you want to check?" Chen Xiaoqiu asked with a message.

I smiled bitterly.

check?

How to check? What will be found?

My chest was blocked. For some reason, the experiences of Qingye and the five people suddenly filled my brain.

The family died tragically, or stayed away from the family...

I was a little breathless.

Knock.

The knock on the door woke me up. I subconsciously turned off my phone and looked at the bedroom door.

Knock.

There were two more knocks on the door.

"Lynch, it's your dad and me." Mom's voice came through the door.

I calmed down and went to open the door.

My parents were worried expressions on their faces.

I let them into the bedroom silently. When the door was closed, I seemed to hear the movement in my sister's room. I still closed the door.

My mother looked concerned, and after sitting down on the bed, she couldn't wait to ask, "Did you... remember?"

"What?" I looked at my parents.

Both of them were very uneasy and cared about me very much.

I felt a little sour and bloated.

Dad sighed, "We are not...it's just that thing has passed. You were so sad at that time..."

"What's the matter?" I asked in a low voice.

The two looked at each other.

Mom said awkwardly: "Well, it's just that before, we have a dog. Do you still remember?"

I was stunned.

In my memory, I really didn’t have a dog. In my memory, I never had a pet since I was a child.

Dad stretched out his hand at this time.

I only noticed that he was holding an album in his back.

I took the album.

The old album looks really ugly, with colorful covers and embarrassing two golden style characters "Album". The age of this album is definitely much older than mine.

Open the album and look at the photos inside, and you can feel a different sense of the times.

The photos are also old photos, but not as old as the album.

I saw myself when I was a child, when I was a baby, I was naked and wrapped in a diaper, leaning against a big white dog.

I can't tell the breed of dog. It seems that it is not a purebred dog. It is considered a large dog in size, with long hair and cute appearance. Its dark eyes did not look at the camera, but looked at me smiling.

For a moment, I felt the urge to burst into tears. My eyes became hot and my heart felt even more sore.

My hands shook and turned over a page.

The album is filled with photos of me and this big dog. I leaned against it, lying on its back, and was held by my father and rode on it, hugged its neck, and played with it with its head. It also snatched the food from it, and licked it all over my face...

Looking at the photos, I just feel that the memory seems to have come back.

In the photos below, there is a younger sister.

This dog grew up with our brother and sister, but I forgot about it before.

"Your sister threw the ball out of the door and it ran out..." Mom sighed.

"How is that possible!" I blurted out.

Just looking at the photos, you can tell that this is an obedient and spiritual dog. Even if you run out, you should come back if you pick up the ball.

"Maybe it was taken away after running out. We searched for it, but we couldn't find it. You were so sad at that time, I kept crying and ignored your sister." Mom said bitterly, "At that time, you suddenly disappeared. Your father and I were almost scared to death. Finally, I found you in the library. I don't know how you slipped in. You slept in the library and had a fever. We all thought you were going to die of illness..."

My mother's voice was filled with crying.

Dad hugged his mother's shoulder and patted her hand gently.

Mom sniffed, "Later, you woke up and didn't mention Xiaobai's matter again. We dared not say anything again. You may be confused and forgot..."

I lowered my head and looked at the album.

The last photo is that I was struggling to hold my sister and stood beside the big dog.

Judging from that look, I should be in elementary school. I may be ten years old and my sister is three or four years old.

"Your sister didn't remember anything at that time. After we moved, she mentioned Xiaobai twice, and then forgot. You haven't mentioned it..."

I said "Oh" and still felt sad.

The big dog standing beside me grinned and stuck out his tongue, looking like he was smiling.

My sister and I didn't laugh. I shouldn't be able to hold my sister back then. I was holding my body and wrinkled my face. This is an interesting and funny photo. If...if... what happened later...

I felt a sense of sadness at a loss.

I forgot about this big dog. I must have loved it very much at the time.

My parents comforted me a few more words and left.

I tossed and looked at the photos for a long time, and took them to the thin guys and the others for them to see.

They were also a little sad.

"I had a dog before, but I ran away later. Now I don't remember what it looks like. My mother said I had cried for several days at that time." said the thin man.

Guo Yujie raised a cat when she was a child, but she lost it. She was sad and sad. Now she only remembers that the cat is a flower. I can't remember what it looks like.

Chen Xiaoqiu has never kept a pet.

When a fat man was a child, he raised cats, dogs, chicks and rabbits. He didn't remember their appearance or ending.

I'm a little sad.

After the chat with the thin man and the others, he lay down on the bed and couldn't fall asleep for a long time.

If I could dream of it tonight... I dreamed of Xiaobai...
Chapter completed!