"So they don't remember me at all now?"
Fengming kept his hands moving and asked Mingxin in an emotionless voice.
Mingxin was a little worried, trying to read something from her expression. Finding it futile, he controlled his voice and said cautiously, "Well, they just don't remember you at all."
silence……
Fengming was silent for a long time, and Mingxin did not dare to disturb her. He had conveyed this kind of news to other users before, that is, relatives in the previous life chose to forget their existence to alleviate the pain. Some of those users cried, some went crazy, and some laughed... But, he had never seen Fengming so calm.
It is said that if you don't go crazy in peace, you will perish in evaluation. Mingxin couldn't help but keep looking at Fengming. Will she go crazy or perish?
"Ah, that's great."
Fengming smiled peacefully.
"I wonder when they forgot about me?"
"Ah, what?"
Mingxin was still studying the journey of Fengming that he had imagined in his mind, and was a little out of focus.
"Oh, your parents. They were there about a year after you traveled through time. That's when we finally sorted out the mess that snake demon had made... well, I can't go into detail about that. Anyway, when we finally had some time to spare, we discovered that you had been mistakenly sent through time. When we went to your house, your parents had chosen to forget about you because they were in so much pain."
Mingxin said to Fengming cautiously with a touch of comfort in her tone, "Don't blame them. They were in so much pain too. It was Chinese New Year when we went there. Everyone else's house was bustling with activity, but only your parents were looking at your photo. Sigh... They didn't want to be forgotten in the first place. They thought you were gone, but they wanted to remember you as if you were still alive. It was only when they found out you were doing well here that they decided to forget you. Now that you have a new life, we suggest that they should have their own new life too."
Feng Ming looked relieved: "Thank you, I know you mean well, I'm happy they can choose to forget me."
Mingxin looked at Fengming in surprise.
Fengming ignored him and fell into memories.
"You might not know, but my parents are actually very optimistic and cheerful people. They've always loved joking around at home since I was little, and no matter what happens, they always maintain a positive attitude. When I was little, I was learning to ice skate, and I was so reckless because I relied on my skills that I accidentally fell and hit my leg on someone else's skate. The doctor diagnosed me with a near-complete limp and said I'd never be able to participate in strenuous sports again. I was so regretful and sad at the time. But my parents didn't show any blame or heartache. They continued to live a positive and optimistic life, taking me to experience other sports. That's when I started my career as a journalist."
"Your parents are so nice!" Mingxin sighed from the bottom of his heart.
"Yes, they're very good, so I'm happy they can forget me. You just mentioned that you went there during the Spring Festival. The scene must have been so desolate. I once temporarily accompanied my colleagues from the social news section to interview elderly people who had lost their only child. Now I'm especially happy that my parents don't have to live like that."
She said she was happy and her expression was smiling, but Fengming still couldn't help crying.
There was no crying or making a big noise, just silent tears, which made people feel even more sad.
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"I'm sorry, I really couldn't control myself today and cried too much."
Fengming's emotions finally calmed down completely. She was indeed happy that her parents had forgotten him and she could live without the pain of losing her only daughter; but she was also very lost. After all, they were her parents, but they were no longer her parents.
"It's okay, it's okay. You've done very well."
Feng Ming smiled a little embarrassedly, then remembered something: "I seem to remember you just said 'I was struck through by mistake'?"
Mingxin was caught off guard when Fengming asked this. He didn't even remember that he had said this without thinking, so he quickly shook his head to deny it.
"No, no, no, I didn't say that. I absolutely didn't say that!"
Seeing his guilty look, Fengming became more certain that in his heart there were only ten thousand alpacas galloping across the grassland.
He controlled his urge to rush over and punch someone, clenched his fingers into fists, and squeezed out words from between his teeth: "You! Tell! Me! Clearly!"
Mingxin felt Fengming's anger and shrank back a little. Then he produced a plate of yogurt fruit salad and handed it to Fengming in a fawning manner.
"Your Majesty, please calm down. This, this, this, is indeed something I cannot tell you. There are regulations. If I tell you, my performance will be deducted. My performance has already been deducted until next year's low. If it is deducted again, I don't think I will have any hope of getting a year-end bonus."
Fengming picked up the fruit salad, looking like a graceful and elegant princess, with a powerful aura and imposing presence.
"I don't care if you want to deduct it until next year or the year after, and I don't care if you get a year-end bonus or not, but I just want to know the truth. It seems..."
Fengming looked as if he remembered something, and looked at Mingxin with a half-smile: "I think I can complain about you!"
"You...you...how did you know!"
Mingxin was truly shocked this time: "Didn't you go through the General Administration? How do you know about the complaint mechanism?"
"Haha, I can't tell you that. Now, can you tell me what 'wrong chop' means?"
Seeing that Mingxin was still trying to resist, Fengming added, "If you don't tell me, I'll file a complaint against you. Complaints should be more serious than deducting performance points."
Mingxin was dejected. He sat down on the ground with a look of frosted eggplant, and burst into tears.
"Oh, why is my life so miserable! It's clearly not my fault, but why do I have to clean up the mess and get complained about? Oh! It wasn't my fault that you were struck by lightning. It was that fox demon that ran into our headquarters and made trouble, and accidentally kicked over the archives room, causing the lightning that was supposed to strike others to strike you instead. You didn't have the opportunity to travel through time in the first place, so why did the lightning strike you?"
Fengming looked at Mingxin kicking and throwing a tantrum on the ground, crying quite sincerely, but she didn't feel sorry for him.
In her previous life, she had worked hard to become the editor-in-chief. She had a car, a house, and savings. Except for not having a boyfriend, her life was so happy that she felt she had reached the peak of her life.
But who would have thought that she would be struck by lightning by you and come to this feudal and backward Daqing Dynasty. Although she is still loved and has status, she will not forgive this bastard Space-Time Administration.
Mingxin howled and stole glances at Fengming, waiting for Fengming to soften his heart and forgive him like the other users. However, after waiting for a long time, Fengming didn't show any reaction and continued to eat his yogurt calmly.
I had no choice but to sit back on the stool quietly, feeling bored.
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