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However, what was strange was that he was unwilling to move away from that run-down building despite being in a position of power. No one in the family knew why.

Pushing open the wooden fence, he saw clumps of red roses blooming along the wall. The breeze brought with it a faint fragrance of flowers.

Xingle took a deep breath and asked, "Uncle Horn, are you there?"

Very soon, a tall man pushed open the door and walked out. When he saw the girl standing under the moonlight, he revealed a peaceful smile.

"Le Le, why are you here? "Come in!" With that, Horn went out to welcome her in.

Feeling the other party's goodwill, Xing Le smiled and said, "Uncle Horn, three years ago, it was you who gave me the name Xing Le after I lost my memories. You said that you had forgotten the past. "It's you who should call me 'Le Le' now …"

"Sorry, Star …" Horn apologized in a gentle way.

Her eyelids slightly closed, blocking the disappointment in her eyes.

Actually, she wanted to know the full name of "Le Le". However, none of them said anything about it.

After entering the room, Xing Le turned around and walked towards the garden on the second floor. At the same time, she turned her head and said, "Uncle Horn, do you have any wine? I want to talk to you. "

Horn made an OK gesture. "No problem. Go upstairs first, I'll be there shortly …"

Soon, the two of them sat down facing each other.

Xing Le raised her red wine cup and touched it with his, saying, "Uncle Horn, in two days I will be going to China to look for Xi. I came here today to say my farewells to you."

"Xixi went to China?" His tone was somewhat surprised.

Xing Le sipped a mouthful of red wine and said, "Yes. The last time we called her, she was in A City and I even heard that she had cheated on an unlucky person! "

At this moment, Li Xiao, who was far away in China and was still immersed in having a daughter, suddenly sneezed. He thought to himself, It must be because his darling from before must be missing his father …

Xing Le continued: "Ouyang Mingyue said that I used to live in China for a long time, so I took this opportunity to go and have a look. Maybe I could remember something."

"Since I've already forgotten the past, why didn't I go look for him as a new student?" Horn's expression was unreadable, clearly not wanting her to go.

"I want to go!" Xing Le's attitude was very resolute.

"I'm not just three years old, but I only have these three years of memories. I don't even know who I was, what kind of relatives I had, or who I gave birth to Little Xi with! This kind of muddleheaded life of mine is already enough! "

"I must find what I lost before!"

Horn's hand went stiff. He hadn't expected it to be like this.

"I... Isn't the whole Norman family your kin? "

He sipped his wine and looked at the bright moonlight. "I'm afraid that if you cross the ocean and return to that place that makes you sad, you won't be able to bear it."

Sad place...

Xing Le's brows twitched. This was the first time she heard someone making an evaluation of her previous life.

"Regardless of whether I'm happy or not, that's the most precious thing I've ever lost!"

"Alright, Uncle Horn, let's change the subject."

Under the gaze of the other party, Xing Le took out an old notebook and handed it over to him, indicating with her eyes that he should open it.

Horn took the notebook, opened it, and frowned. Xingyue didn't seem to mind. She stood up and walked to the edge of the balcony to enjoy the scenery of the small courtyard.

She calculated the time, and after a while she asked, "Who are the two women in this notebook? To be more precise, what is the relationship between these two women and me? "

Without waiting for Horn to speak, she said, "If you want to tell a lie, you don't need to."

"Since I came to find you at this time, it means that I already know some things about you. "I think we can change our relationship a little bit more. For example, we can change the way we address each other …"

"What do you think of Daddy's name?"

Horn's expression suddenly became excited. "Le Le, you …"

He was so excited that he couldn't speak. It took him a long time before he managed to calm himself down. He said, "Yue Le, just what do you know?"

Xing Le sat down opposite him again and raised his glass to toast him.

"Not much …"

"It's because I feel that the two of us have very similar facial features, and that you have taken good care of me. That's why I feel that you are like my father."

Without waiting for his expression to relax, Xing Le continued: "And that faceless portrait of a beauty and a garden full of roses that hangs in your living room!"

She opened the old notebook and took out the photo at the very front. She pointed at the girl in the prime of her youth and said, "Don't you think that your painting is very similar to this woman?"

Horn looked at the old photo, his face struggling. Slowly, he reached out his hand and stroked it.

Seeing this scene, Xingyue's initial guess of 5 points had now turned to 90%.

"This woman …"

Horn looked up, his blue eyes soft. "No, she's your mother!"

"Then behind …" Xing Le looked him in the eye and didn't finish his sentence.

"Le Le, since you asked, I'll tell you a story!"

Horn's eyes softened as he looked at her, and he calmed down as he told her the story.

The girl with the innocent smile at the front of the notebook was called Mingyue, and the woman forced by the old patriarch of the Norman family was called Lonely Moon. The two of them were twins.

"Back then, Mingyue was very beautiful and was one of the most beautiful women in the family. As long as a man from the family saw her, he would never forget her. Of course, so would I."

"Ever since Mingyue became an adult, the old master's gaze towards her has become more aggressive. It's not the way big brother looks at his little sister, but the way men look at women! At that time, I was the Patriarch's most capable person, so stop. He ordered me to find a way to send Mingyue to his room. "

"That's the girl I like, too. I could put her in such a dangerous position? So I chose to refuse. I'm not willing to help him, but based on his position as the Patriarch, there's a lot of people who are willing to give her Brightmoon. "

Horn took a sip of red wine, then turned his gaze to the raging Rose in the courtyard.

"I will always remember that night twenty-five years ago. There was a woman who had a good relationship with Mingyue. In order to curry favor with the Patriarch, she drugged Mingyue without permission before bringing her, who was still in a daze, to the Patriarch's room. At that time, I just so happened to see this scene broken. How can I watch as the woman I like falls into the hands of another man, especially when that man is her elder brother! "

Xing Le interjected, "So, you secretly switched pillars and sent Ming Yue to the old master's bed, right?"

Horn's face was full of guilt, "I know it would be a shame for you to do this, but I can't just sit by and watch. Le Le, love is selfish, just like you didn't like women sticking to your husband before! "

Xing Le's heart trembled slightly when she mentioned her past once again. This meant that Xiao Xi might have been born with a man she liked.

But now was not the time to talk about herself. She turned her attention back to her mother.

"And then?"

Horn had a complicated expression on his face. "Brightmoon looks exactly the same as Lonely Moon. Unless you're familiar with her, you wouldn't be able to tell. That night, the old master didn't notice that the person on her bed had changed …"

The next day, he left the family and went on vacation to a castle at the border. When I got your mother, which surprised me even more, she had feelings for me too …" So that night was not counted as a mistake, but as a mutual love. 0

Xing Le pouted, disagreeing with what he had said!

To send her own sister to the devil's bed for the sake of both of their blessings, this was no longer courting love, but calling it selfishness!

Horn seemed to know what she was thinking and said, "Brightmoon didn't know at the time that she was sent to the patriarch's place. I only told her that she was in love with someone and decided to go out with that man for a while."

"Brightmoon has no doubts about my words, so she didn't ask any more questions."

His expression became increasingly nostalgic. "At that time, the old master was indulging himself and I was indulging myself. Those were the happiest days between me and Mingyue. We went to see the snow mountains and slept in each other's embrace!"

Xing Le finally had a clear understanding of herself. She took a deep breath and asked, "What happened next?"

Horn drank the wine in his cup and said slowly, "Now that the patriarch has gotten pregnant, she can't watch her stomach get bigger day by day. That's why she chose to give in to the patriarch and escape when he was relaxed."

Was there even a need to say that?

A weak girl being forced to have a baby was like saying to Ji Yue, 'This is a nightmare!'

It was not hard for Xing Le to imagine the woman's despair. If she had submitted, she would have been in darkness all her life, so she would have tried to escape from that nightmare.

"After running away, Flint went back to the Norman crew to find your mother and me."

"Your mother went crazy when she saw what she looked like. She blamed me for hurting her sister and making a ruckus with me. "Seeing that the commotion is getting bigger, I can only take the two of them away from the Norman family to take shelter."

"No matter how much I apologize and beg for mercy, your mother will not forgive me … "But at that time, I could only protect her …"

"Your mother thought that I had ruined her life. She could not be with me peacefully. Therefore, the two of them decided to leave the Norman family at the same time!"

Without needing to tell the story below, Xing Le could roughly guess that the old master found out that the woman he had finally gotten his hands on had fled. Someone from the police station would definitely go after her.

As one of his trusted assistants, Horn was one of them, giving the two sisters a chance to escape.

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