Amnesiac Bigshot Remembers Only Me (The Boss Lost His Memory and Only Remembers Me)

The snow outside the window fell silently. Wen Qiao asked carefully, "Mom, I want to know why Wen Jianmin is so firm that there is something wrong with the Su family's genes?"

Su Yun lowered her eyes, the lights in the room were turned off, and only the dim streetlights outside the courtyard wall cast some light on the window edges. Wen Qiao clearly felt that her mother seemed to be in a sad mood.

"Shouldn't I ask?"

Su Yun patted her back gently with her hand and sighed: "Do you still remember your uncle?"

"Uncle? Su Ying's father?"

"No, you also have a younger uncle, do you have any impression?"

Wen Qiao was surprised: "Do I have a younger uncle? You didn't tell me, how could I have an impression?"

"Your uncle is only nine years older than you."

Wen Qiao:......

Then... isn't that about the same age as Fu Nanli?

"Then what? Where is he now?"

Su Yun grabbed her hand: "Listen to me and tell you slowly, your uncle is nine years older than you. Like Xiao Mo, he is very smart, extremely smart, but he is not very talkative, but he is better than Xiao Mo. A lot. Xiao Mo didn’t say a word. He basically only talked to me. After you were born, he liked you very much. He was nine years old. He was still a child himself. As soon as he arrived at Wen’s house, he hugged you and never let go. He took care of the child. She is well-dressed, and they all say that my niece looks like my uncle. Your eyebrows do look a bit like your uncle's, especially your eyes. He is also very handsome."

"Then what."

Su Yun was immersed in memories, her voice was a little sad: "You were three years old and your uncle was twelve years old. He was already in high school when he was twelve years old. He was several years younger than other children of the same age, but he was still in the same grade every year. No. 1."

Wen Qiao thought thoughtfully. Nowadays, schools do not encourage students to skip a grade, otherwise Xiao Mo might have been able to go to college.

"It was also winter. The night before, he spent the night at Wen's house. I asked the driver to take him to school. That night, the driver went to school to pick him up, but he couldn't."

Wen Qiao frowned, his heart skipping a beat.

"The driver called me, and I rushed to the school. It was almost the same as today. It was snowing outside. His class teacher and I searched every corner of the school, but we couldn't find your uncle. The surveillance camera at the school gate happened to be broken that day. , I called his cell phone and turned it off. I was really anxious that day. I called the police and searched everywhere, but he... just disappeared out of thin air. "

Wen Qiao's heart twitched: "What did his teachers and classmates say?"

"I asked his class teacher and his classmates if there was anything unusual about him that day. They all said nothing. He didn't speak at all. That day was no different from usual. He listened to the lectures in class and sat in his seat to play with the Rubik's Cube after class. I went to the bathroom during the penultimate class and never returned to the classroom.”

Speaking of the latter part, Su Yun's voice was a little choked.

Although Wen Qiao has no impression of his uncle who is only nine years older than him, the bond of flesh and blood is engraved in his bones, and his heartache is instinctive.

"I have been searching for a long time, but there is no news at all. I spend every day worrying. Although he is smart, he doesn't like to talk and has no social skills. If he is kidnapped by some bad guy, what kind of punishment will he suffer? For several years, I had nightmares every night, dreaming that your uncle was suffering outside. Your father...that is, Wen Jianmin, helped me look for him at first. Later, he seemed a little annoyed and stopped asking about it. ”

Wen Qiao shook his fist.