Chapter 527, Lucas's Memories
"A little bit of frost?" Stella was almost amused by Damian. She scolded Damian in more fluent Chinese: "It's really just a little bit of frost! The seawater sticks to your body, and when the wind dries it, only salt is left! If it's not frost, then what is it!"
Damian looked at Stella, his Chinese becoming even more awkward: "I don't understand. I'm a foreigner."
The corners of Starla's mouth twitched and she clenched her fists.
This bad brother actually used her method to deal with her.
At this moment, there was a knock on the door and Lucas Wilson came in.
"Starla, can we talk?" Lucas spoke in Xerxes, which was not particularly standard but understandable.
Stella was a little surprised: "You can speak Xerxes?"
"I learned some on the spur of the moment to communicate with you." Lucas smiled faintly, his eyes and brows smiling, as if the ice had melted in an instant, bringing infinite warmth. "I haven't learned it very well. I hope you can speak more slowly."
It was impossible for Stella not to be moved by Lucas' words.
Damian's eyes moved slightly after hearing what Lucas said, and he looked at Stella again. Seeing her eyes shining, Damian's eyes dimmed instantly.
His eyes lingered between Lucas and Stella.
Sure enough, the two people in front of me are more like siblings.
And he is like a bodyguard or thug.
Quite redundant.
"Can I talk to you?" Lucas glanced at Damian, then at Stella: "Private?"
Damian stood up automatically when he heard this, lowered his head and prepared to leave.
The biological brother wants to talk to his biological sister, and he has no right to refuse.
At least as a gentleman, he shouldn't refuse.
At this moment, a small hand as white as jade held Damian's fingers.
Damian froze and turned to look at Starla with a look of shock in his eyes.
"If it's something that needs to be discussed behind my brother's back, then there's no need to speak." Stella held Damian's fingers and looked up at Lucas.
"Brother...?" Lucas looked at Damian, a hint of hurt flashing in his eyes, and then he took a deep breath and raised the corners of his lips: "Okay, I get it."
"Brother, hurry up and sit back down! You can't move without my permission!" Starla angrily asked Damian to sit back in his original position. "Who knows if you will get hurt again where I can't see you!"
Damian obediently sat back next to Starla after hearing that, with his head slightly lowered, looking a little restrained, but with an unconcealable smile on the corner of his mouth. He raised his head and glanced at Lucas awkwardly, then looked away uncomfortably.
"Mr. Wilson, what do you want to talk to me about?"
"Luca, just call me Luca." Lucas looked at Stella and smiled faintly: "You called me Luca when you were little, and you only called me Lucas when I teased you."
When Stella heard Lucas mention his childhood, she knew that Lucas already knew his identity. She pursed her lips and said apologetically, "I'm really sorry, I don't remember anything about my childhood."
"It's okay. I'll hire the best doctor for you. If you want, I can restore all your memories, no matter the cost. Science is very advanced now. If you want..."
"I don't want to." Stella interrupted Lucas and blinked: "I am very happy now. As for the past... I don't really want to know."
Hearing Stella's words, Lucas choked, his eyes showing a hurt expression, and his voice became much lower: "Is... so..."
"I'm sorry, I didn't mean to hurt you, I just..." Starla didn't want to see anyone sad, she couldn't help but began to blame herself: "I'm sorry."
"No, I'm the one who should be sorry." Lucas curled his lips and showed a forced smile: "I clearly promised you that I would be with you for the rest of my life and protect you well, but I didn't do it. I... lost you."
"No one wants something like that to happen, and it's not your fault."
"No, you don't know. You shouldn't have gone out that day. I had a quarrel with my father. I was dissatisfied with the way he always did nothing and spent his time drinking and partying. After the big quarrel with him, I ran out of the house. You ran out to find me, and that's why..." Lucas couldn't continue.
The memories of that time always appeared in his dreams again and again, never letting him go over the years.
He still remembers that it was a rainy day. He knew that Stella was following him clumsily and calling him [Luca], but he was holding back his strength and ignored her until he heard her scream.
He rushed out immediately, but still only saw Stella's umbrella dropped on the ground. The transparent umbrella with a small star pattern fell into the mud.
"Stella! Stella!" He shouted madly in the rain, searching everywhere but found nothing.
At that moment, he hated himself.
If he hadn't run away, if he hadn't given in to his own anger, none of that would have happened.
He is a brother, a brother who should protect his sister all his life.
He promised Stella.
"That's not true," Starla shook her head, "That person has been eyeing me for a long time. His name is Fox... right?
After I learned about this, I also looked up some things related to the case. The fox specifically targeted children and kidnapped them. He had been targeting me for a long time. Even if it wasn't that day, he would have found another opportunity.
You can't be blamed for this. You don't need to blame yourself. I have never blamed you."
"No, you're saying this because you've lost your memory. If you regain your memory, you'll definitely hate me, you..."
"Even if it means I will hate you, you will help me recover my memory?" Stara was a little surprised.
"I'm more afraid of you forgetting me than hating me." Lucas looked at Stella with tears in his eyes. "If you hate me, I can still try to make amends, but if you forget me like this... I won't even have a chance to make amends. Stella, you are my star, the only star in the Wilson family! I would rather you hate me..."
"No." Damian said, "When I rescued Stella, she kept calling out 'Luca' in her dreams. At that time, I didn't know what this name meant to her, but it definitely wasn't out of 'hate'.
Now that I think about it, she was probably just worried about you, worried about whether you got home safely, and worried about whether something bad had happened to you."
"That sounds much more reasonable." Stella nodded and smiled reassuringly. "Since I was little, no, since I can remember, I've never hated anyone. To be honest, there are very few people I even dislike."
"Stella..." Lucas felt even sadder when he heard this: "Will you forgive me?"
"I haven't blamed you, so how can I forgive you?" Stella smiled sweetly at Lucas and blinked her beautiful eyes: "May the Star God bless you."
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