Farewell

"Sist, do you still remember? This room is your room, this room is my room, and this is Dad and Mom's room. Do you still remember?"

"I remember now. I was in this room at that time. I, I really remember now. You're my younger brother. You're Wenping. You're Wenping, right?"

After returning to her room, Xu Wenhui's memory seemed to have become clearer all of a sudden. Moreover, many things had begun to appear in her mind intermittently.

Xu Wenping walked to the side and made a call. He only told his parents to come to the old house because he had something to tell them.

The old couple had no idea what was going on. They probably didn't expect to see their biological daughter again this weekend.

"Aiya, Wenping, why did you suddenly bring the two of us here? I really don't want to come to this place again."

Before he could see the person, he heard Xu Huaiyou's voice coming from the door.