Until Xiaomeng's hair was blown dry, Zhuang Long never burned Xiaomeng.

"Okay." Zhuang Long bent down to fuck the plug.

Xiao Meng touched her dry hair, smiled, and said, "Xiaobao is still so sensible, it's great."

Zhuang Long was stunned.

He stood there with a hair dryer, without any action.

Xiao Meng turned around in confusion, looked up at him, and saw that he seemed to be thinking, so she asked softly, "Xiaobao, what's wrong with you?"

Zhuang Long asked, "Did you call me Xiaobao before?"

Now, it was Xiaomeng's turn to be surprised.

"Yes, have you forgotten?" Xiao Meng couldn't laugh, her face was covered with sadness. "You don't remember..."

This was not what surprised Xiao Meng the most, and there was something that surprised her even more. Zhuang Long said, "I don't remember it." Seeing Xiao Meng's eyes wide, he felt unbearable, but he still honestly told Xiao Meng the facts, "I don't remember many things, about you, about dad, about our home."

Zhuang Long was pretending to be in his heart, but he didn't notice that when he mentioned his father, Xiao Meng's eyes flashed with panic.

"I'm sorry, I forgot you." Zhuang Long always thought that his mother was dead. In his memory, his parents were indeed dead. So he was so surprised when he received a call from the prison last night. After saying that, Zhuang Long lowered his head to see Xiao Meng's expression.

But when I saw that Xiao Meng seemed to breathe a sigh of relief.

Zhuang Long felt strange.

How could she have such a reaction?

"Ding Dong--"

The doorbell rang, Zhuang Long put down his hair dryer, opened his cat's eyes, and saw the waiter pushing the dining cart. He opened the door and tipped the waiter. After he left everything behind, he said to Xiao Meng, "Let's make do with it first, and we'll go out to eat in the evening."

Xiaomeng smiled and said, "This is pretty good."

During the meal, the mother and son still didn't talk too much.

After dinner, Xiaomeng became a little sleepy. According to the living habits in prison, it was time to take a nap at this time. Xiaomeng was very sad. She wanted to stay with her child for a while, but when she was older and the biological clock was in trouble, she started to doze.

Zhuang Long couldn't bear it and planned to carry her to the bed.

Just as I was next to Xiaomeng, Xiaomeng suddenly woke up.

Seeing that it was Zhuang Long, she felt relieved again.

Seeing that she woke up, Zhuang Long stopped hugging her.

"Go to bed and sleep." Zhuang Long said.

Xiao Meng nodded and stood up and said, "I have to sleep for a while at noon, and it won't take long, and it will be enough for half an hour."

"It's okay, it's okay to sleep for a while."

When Xiaomeng returned to her room to rest, Zhuang Long lay down on the sofa. He turned on his phone, logged in OK, and saw that he had hundreds of group messages that he had not read. He entered the group and flipped through the message records online, and found that everyone was talking about him.

I don’t know who left and revealed the news. Now everyone knows that Zhuang Long, who has always called himself an orphan, actually has a biological mother who is still alive.

Everyone is good friends, and they are talking about Zhuang Long and his mother in the group. Susanna is curious about what crime Zhuang Long's mother committed, and she was sentenced for so many years. Zhuang Long and Yan Nuo and the others are concerned about another question, why did Zhuang Long not remember his mother!

Everyone discussed for a long time, but in the end there was no result.

After thinking about it, Zhuang Long spoke in the group.

Zhuang Long: [I am in San Francisco now. I am in a very complicated mood now. When I see her, I can’t recognize her. She is 59 years old and has been in jail for 28 years. She should still be very young at that time. I don’t remember her name or her appearance. It was not until this morning that I realized that her name was Xiaomeng and she had a very gentle name. I only realized at noon that she looked very good in a dress. I vaguely remembered some things. Maybe when I was very young, she always liked to wear blue skirts. She stood in the kitchen and asked me what to eat for lunch...]

After Zhuang Long sent this short message, he was in a very excited mood.

Everyone appeared in the group, not knowing what to say, Susanna sent a hug expression.

Fang Yusheng said: [You are fine, it's better than me at that time. I always thought I was Fang Pingjue's son, but I turned out to be someone else's child. To be honest, I was very confused those days, but now when I think about it, I still feel ridiculous.]

Yan Nuo: [When I discovered the truth about my mother's death back then, I also found it absurd.]

Ji Yinbing: [That's what I said, I was the most normal one when I learned that I suddenly had a half-brother.]

When Zhuang Long found that everyone's life was quite fucking, he got a little comfort from it.

He wrote again: [I only realized that she likes to call me Xiaobao.]

Yan Nuo: [Zhuang Xiaobao.]

An:【Xiaobao.】

Ji Yinbing: [Xiaobao.]

Susanna: [Good Xiaobao, don’t feel uncomfortable anymore.]

Zhuang Long was full of sadness and was teased by these bad friends.

Zhuang Long: [Okay, I'm in a much better mood, thank you.]

A group of people stopped talking.

Zhuang Long quit the ok software and opened another social software. He stared at Xiaoli's avatar for a long time. He especially wanted to ask Xiaoli if she had known about Xiaomeng for a long time, but he didn't dare to ask, because he was afraid that Xiaoli would have more things to hide from him.

He only sent a message to Zhuang Qilin: [I'll be back tomorrow.]

Zhuang Qilin quickly replied to the message: [What grandma likes to eat, I will let the chef prepare it.]

Zhuang Long didn't know either.

When Xiaomeng woke up, Zhuang Long pretended to ask about Xiaomeng's dietary hobbies inadvertently, because he wanted to know her past. Xiaomeng smiled very gently, and without thinking too much, he said honestly, "I especially love spicy crayfish. When I was a child, I always cooked it and we ate it together. You don't like peppercorns, but you like the numb smell."

Zhuang Long wrote it down and asked again, "What else?"

"I don't really like it, but I remember you like fried pumpkin meatballs and celery. What you like most is stir-fried intestines with celery."

Zhuang Long felt heartbroken after hearing this.

She just remembered his hobby, what about her own?

Zhuang Long said in a silence,

Is it the case for mothers?

In the afternoon, Zhuang Long took Xiaomeng to go shopping. Xiaomeng had not been out of prison for many years and seemed restrained everywhere. She couldn't tell what the current trend was, so she asked Zhuang Long to buy some for her casually. She found that the clothes were very expensive, and Xiaomeng was a little uneasy, "It's too expensive after spending so much money."

Zhuang Long asked, "How was our family's living conditions before?"

Xiao Meng said, "It's okay, you have no worries about food and clothing. You can't be considered rich and noble. You occasionally buy one or two luxury items, but you don't spend money indiscriminately like you." When she said this, she thought of something and asked Zhuang Long, "Xiaobao, are you married? After marriage, the expenses are even greater, so you can't spend money indiscriminately."

Zhuang Long: “…”

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