"Everything will get better." Lu Chen hugged Lu Lin, comforting his brother with the words he once told him.
"Now we have Mr. Lu and Mrs. Fu, no one will bully us anymore. Mrs. Fu is a good person, and she is letting you go to school." Although Lu Chen was young, he knew what was good and what was bad. When Fu Xiaoxiao smiled, her eyes were sparkling.
"You really like her." Lu Lin could see that Lu Chen liked Fu Xiaoxiao very much.
"I can't remember what mom looks like anymore, I only remember her always crying." Lu Chen leaned on Lu Lin, having few memories of his mother, which were fading even more recently.
And he didn't want to remember at all.
Hearing Lu Chen speak like this, Lu Lin sighed. He understood because he felt the same way.
The longer he spent with Fu Xiaoxiao, the more his mother's face faded, gradually replaced by Fu Xiaoxiao's face. He was a bit afraid, afraid that one day he would truly never think of his mother again.
