871 Qingqing, come downstairs and pick me up (1:

Mother ning knew about this. Ning Qing had asked her about it before, but she didn't dare to say much for fear that she would remember something. She didn't expect that she would misunderstand until now.

Nian lie knew that this matter was a knot in ning Qing's heart. She didn't care about it now, probably because she hadn't thought about it yet. However, when she calmed down and thought about what she had said to him in the past, she would probably still be bothered by it.

He didn't want her to be sad about these things again, and he didn't want her to hate him.

How could father ning not know what he was thinking?

she still has lost her memory. How are you going to explain Hansu's matter?

Nian lie's heart sank.

Father ning sighed and gave him a meaningful look.

if you want to tell her about this, you'll have to tell her the truth. Are you sure she'll be able to accept it?

Nian lie clenched his fists tightly, his expression a mixture of frustration and frustration.

Mr. Ning patted him on the shoulder and said, we've been keeping it a secret for so long. It's fine if she doesn't know. It'll only make things worse if we tell her. We'd better wait for the right time.

How long was this timing?

No one knew.

Nian lie's mood was like a roller coaster. He had been overjoyed just now, but now he had fallen into an endless abyss. It was extremely heavy.

If he couldn't tell her, it meant that he had to continue hiding it.

However, once a lie was left behind, it would require countless lies to cover it up.

It was fine if the truth had not been revealed, but if ning Qing found out about it one day, what would happen to her?

Nian lie's heart felt like it was being squeezed by a large hand, and he couldn't breathe.

He endured it, but there was no other way.

Don't worry, I won't tell her.

Mr. Ning nodded solemnly, patted him on the shoulder, and walked away.

Mother ning paused and looked at Nian lie with a complicated expression. Her emotions were in a mess, and she couldn't tell if she was more resentful and resentful or if she was feeling something else.

She didn't say anything and followed father ning out.

Nian lie stood by the window as the cool breeze ruffled his hair.

That pair of black eyes was more serious than ever.

After spring arrived in Ying city, the temperature rose and the weather became much warmer.

Ning Qing was dressed in an apricot-colored sweater. She sat on the edge of her bed in her room, beads of sweat forming on her forehead.

Holding a paintbrush in her hand, she was struggling to draw a design sketch. From the sketch, she could roughly see a pair of earrings.

She drew for more than ten minutes, but she only added a few strokes.

Her hand could not hold the brush steadily.

The psychological effect was also unusually great. After trying a few times, she sighed in disappointment and stopped painting. She lifted her long hair with one hand and said helplessly, it still doesn't work.

Ever since that day, ning Qing had not dared to mention ning su in front of her parents for fear of making them sad.

And now, her own hand had become like this, so she didn't dare to say anything.

She put down the drawing and pulled up the sleeves on her arms. The scar in the middle of both arms was pink, like a wriggling worm, circling her hands. It was ugly and redundant.

She didn't even dare to touch it herself. That kind of bone-deep pain would follow the touch and spread into her heart again.

Even though she tried very hard to overcome it, she simply couldn't do it.

The woman was dispirited, sad, and even a little depressed.

At that moment, his phone rang.

She picked it up and looked at it, and her mood improved.

Hey-

What are you doing?

It was Nian lie.

She heard his voice and felt a little comforted, but she also felt more wronged and sad.

I didn't do anything,

Nian lie could tell that there was something wrong with her tone. unhappy?

No, ning Qing lied.

He laughed. His voice was so low that it almost sank into the dust, but he still knew how to be stubborn.

Don't think too much, come down first.

Ning Qing didn't understand for a moment. why did you come down?

Pick me up.

It's cold, wear more clothes.