C162 (2/2)

It turned out that yellow was the struggle's emotion, so bright, so dazzling.

Luo Qingyu walked in front of the red ball and reached out to touch it.

The scene was very familiar. It was the matter of her quarreling with Luofu. Due to the matter of Mu Zexi and Xu Jisi, Luofu had quarreled with her many times. Looking at the two people arguing, Luo Qingyu felt like he was in a dream.

Back then, he had gotten himself into a bull's horn. Father didn't believe her and said many things that hurt him. Now she regretted it. That was because he knew that his stepmother was pregnant. That was why he was so unsettled. Like a hedgehog, constantly hurting the people around him.

Red was an angry emotion, and all that was in it were angry memories. What did Dad think then? Do you think she's changed?

Luo Qingyu shook his head, he had forgotten all about it. Her mission was to find the best memories of the Luofu.

She found a blue ball and transferred the memories in her mind that the Luofu was completely drunk. Luo Qingyu knew about this memory, his eyes revealing a sad look.

It was in the days after her mother passed away. In her memory, she also saw her own little self, hiding in the corner and secretly looking at her father, silently weeping. Only after a long time did he regain his composure.

After he regained his composure, he began to love and care for Luo Qingyu even more. He felt that he had been drinking too much these past few days and had left Xiao Luo alone at home, feeling extremely guilty.

This memory was also the deepest pain that was buried within Luo Qingyu's heart. The death of her mother was a huge blow to her. Almost every day, she would cry and ask the family: Where is her mother? At this time, Luofu was not by her side, he did not see anyone else all day. Only at night did she see her father drunk, and she only watched him from the corner.

Luo Qingyu's eyes were moist, as he tried his best to hold back his tears. He had sealed this memory into his heart, and now that it had been opened, she was truly sad, as if he had experienced it once again.

There was only one last color left, pink.

Luo Qingyu approached the pink ball and felt his entire body warming up. It was like bathing in the sun in winter, and she could feel a faint intimacy in the ball.

She couldn't help but reach out her hand to touch it. Luo Qingyu felt himself entering a pink world.

There was her father, her mother, and the little girl.

The image gradually became clearer. It was that of a hospital.

”It's born, it's born. It's a thousand gold.”

The one who spoke was the young Uncle Zhong.

Hearing Uncle Zhong's words, Luofu, who was anxiously waiting outside the sickroom, finally revealed a smile. Ye Zichen hurried over to the ward, while his mother laid weakly on the bed.

”It's been hard on you.” Dad took Mom's hand.

”I want to see our child.”

Luofu quickly took the child from the nurse's arms and passed it to his mother.

Luo Qingyu was curious as to how he looked like when he was young. He moved closer to take a look. How ugly! She did not know how ugly he had been when he was a child.

His mother, on the other hand, looked like she was holding a treasure. She looked at the baby in her arms and gently smiled.

Luo Qingyu's eyes moistened again.

”Has the child been named?” Mom asked.

”He's up. He's called Luo Qingyu. Qing Yu, he's very nice to listen to.” Luofu laughed so hard that the corners of his mouth almost reached his ears.

”Qingyu, Qingyu.” Mom kept calling her name.

Luo Qingyu finally could not hold it in anymore and his tears fell. Pink memories are all good times for a family. Luo Qingyu watched until the day his mother passed away.

After that, Luofu did not have any more pink colored memories, and Luo Qingyu did the same.

Luo Qingyu felt that he had misunderstood his father. His father really liked his mother, and it was love. When Mom died, Dad was the one who was hurt the most.

Luo Qingyu might have already found the best memories of Luofu.

In Luofu's mind, she had been instilling all of the memories of the short ten odd years that their family had been together. The pink ball grew larger and larger until all the memories were filled in.

Luo Qingyu heaved a sigh of relief.

”Dad, wake up, I need you.”

Luo Qingyu muttered softly and left the Luofu's sea of consciousness.

Luo Qingyu opened his eyes and quickly went over to see what the Luofu was like. Luofu was still lying quietly on the bed, not moving at all.

Luo Qingyu thought that he might not be able to use it that quickly. It must be so, Luo Qingyu consoled himself.

After waiting quietly for a long time, saw that there was still no movement from the Luofu.

She shook Luofu's hand, but there was still no reaction.

”Dad, wake up, I need you.”

Luo Qingyu cried, she could not walk down the stairs alone.

Luofu still did not react.

Luo Qingyu buried his face in the blanket and cried even louder.

Suddenly, Luofu's finger moved, Luo Qingyu raised his head, he was pleasantly surprised.