Guo’s mother disappeared like a normal person’s behavior. She became a patient with Alzheimer’s syndrome again. Two different thinking stuck when switching, commonly known as fragments.

Zhang Zi'an's brows were deeply locked, but his reaction was always quick. He gave Guo Dongyue a wink and signaled him to bring the pair of red-faced parrots over quickly. At the same time, he reminded Guo's mother: "Xiao Zi and Pea Huang, right?"

Guo’s mother’s eyes lit up, “Yes! Xiao Zi and Pea Huang!” She looked around, looking around the room, leaning on the handrails with both hands to stand up, and murmured, “Xiao Zi and Pea Huang, why don’t you call me anymore?”

Zhang Zi'an stood up, leaned forward, gently pressed her shoulder, and said, "Wait a moment, Xiao Zi and Pea Huang will come in a while."

Guo's mother looked up at Zhang Zi'an, her eyes were dissipated and then condensed again, and then smiled gently, "Who are you looking for?"

Although Zhang Zian was mentally prepared, he still felt sank when he heard this.

He had only had a brief conversation with Guo's mother for a while, but the topic was just made up by him. Even so, being forgotten would make him feel a lot of chest tightness. It was hard to imagine what it would be like to be forgotten day after day.

"I'm a bird enthusiast," he lied without changing his face, "I heard that your parrot is very good at speaking and comes to you to learn from you."

"Birds... enthusiasts?" Guo's mother muttered this word that was very strange to her.

"It's just a person who raises birds and plays with birds." Zhang Zian explained simply.

"Oh..." Although Guo's mother nodded politely, she did not trust him as easily as before.

Zhang Zi'an took out his mobile phone, started the "Pet Hunter" game, and opened Richard's pet bar for her to see.

"Look, this is the African gray parrot I raised."

Guo’s mother had presbyopia. She leaned her head back, a little further away from the screen, frowned, but still couldn’t see clearly.

Zhang Zi'an reminded: "Your glasses are hanging around your neck."

Guo's mother half opened her mouth and lowered her head subconsciously, her movements were dull and stiff. She saw that the reading glasses tied to the temples with a thin rope were indeed hanging around her neck, and she was stunned again. Then she showed a reassuring smile and put on her glasses with her hands tightly.

The screen of the phone became clear in her eyes.

"Oh, it's really a gray parrot." She had a little surprise and a little surprise and trusted Zhang Zian more. "It's rare for young people to like to raise birds."

Zhang Zi'an took back his cell phone and smiled and said, "Now there are more and more young people raising birds."

In that era she remembered, middle-aged and elderly people were the ones who liked to raise birds, but now many young people also liked to raise birds, although the number was not as high as cats and dogs.

Guo Dongyue stood at the living room door with a bird cage for a while, and waited for Zhang Zi'an to come in before he came in. He admired and amused Zhang Zi'an in his heart. It was a pity that he could quickly switch between different identities, but he didn't show his strength.

Guo's mother noticed that he came in, her eyes slammed his face a few times, opened her mouth, and wanted to say something, but her words were choked in her throat. She couldn't get out of her face. She was anxious, confused, and depressed, as if she could cry loudly at any time. Even Zhang Zian, the bystander, couldn't bear to watch.

Fortunately, the two red-faced parrots shouted at the right time, pulling Guo’s mother’s attention over.

She stared blankly at the bird in the cage, groped and took off her reading glasses, and a smile finally appeared on her face.

"Xiao Zi, pea yellow, it's you! I haven't heard you call for a long time, and I thought you had run away! Dongyue..." She looked up and ignored her son who was close to her, as if she was expelling herself: "Dongyue is going to school, don't worry about disturbing him to study..."

Guo Dongyue's hand trembled, the bird cage shook a few times, and he quickly stabilized and turned his head away.

The long-sleeping memory has revived. During his middle school period, he sometimes faces tremendous pressure, such as math competitions or final exams, he will be as upset as everyone else. Once he does not achieve ideal results, he will occasionally complain that the two parrots at home are always screaming and disturbing his studies.

Zhang Zian already knew that her condition was very unstable, and she had to understand what she needed to know as soon as possible, and said to her: "Are these two red-faced parrots? What about a rare breed."

"Yes! It's a red-faced parrot!" She responded happily, "The old classmates gave me, and few people can recognize you. What are you...birds...birds..."

"Bird enthusiast." Zhang Zi'an said it for her.

"Bird enthusiast...Bird enthusiast..." Guo's mother repeated mechanically, as if she was afraid that she would forget.

Zhang Zi'an exchanged glances with Guo Dongyue, and half of the stones in their hearts fell to the ground. Guo's mother did raise a red-faced parrot before. This kind of parrot is rare and has almost no subspecies, so the feather color is similar. If it were replaced by other common parrots, it would be too difficult to find one with exactly the same feather color.

"I heard you also taught them to speak? As far as I know, red-faced parrots are not good at learning to speak, so it is really not easy for you to teach them." Zhang Zian guided the topic as if he was talking.

"Haha, you're too rewarded. When Dongyue's child was not at home, I was so bored that I was just enough to teach them to speak and relieve their boredom." She smiled and said, "You don't know, my son is very promising and very well-behaved, and never let me worry too much..."

Speaking of this, a little regret appeared on her face, and she said in a very low voice: "I never worry too much... I never worry too much..."

Guo Dongyue's eyes were red and tears were rolling in his eyes. He had already understood his mother's loneliness back then. If time had happened again, he would choose to be less obedient and less independent, so that his mother could worry more. For mothers, worrying about their children is actually a kind of happiness.

Zhang Zi'an hardened his heart and pulled the topic back again, "What did you teach them to say? Can you tell me?"

Guo's mother was stunned for a moment, and her thinking showed signs of being stuck again.

Zhang Zi'an pointed to the bird cage and reminded: "Parrot, your parrot, what will they say?"

"They," Guo's mother's emotions changed very quickly, and almost instantly changed from sadness to excitement. "I will teach them a poem!"

Zhang Zi'an and Guo Dongyue were shocked and asked at the same time: "Which poem?"

Guo's mother took a deep breath, as if she was preparing for the poem, but when the words came to her mouth, she forgot what she wanted to say. The upper and lower rows of teeth opened and closed one by one, but could not make any sound.

Oops!

Zhang Zi'an and Guo Dongyue had an ominous premonition.

Just the next second, their premonition was confirmed to have a gentle and alert smile on Guo's mother's face again, and she asked, "Who are you looking for?"

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