Asher Land glanced outside, the weather was a bit gloomy, with light rain and so dampness.
He instructed Robert Williams to bring the car over, today, he had decided to go to a certain place.
"Hey, Asher, where are you going?" Luke Land asked, puzzled, but Asher Land didn’t reply to him.
"Did you forget what day it is today?" Oscar Land lowered his gaze, as if he was pondering sothing.
"What day?" Luke Land racked his brain, thinking for a long ti, then suddenly realized.
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The car wheels rolled over the black asphalt road, splashing a wave of water.
"President Land, we’ve arrived." Robert Williams glanced at the back seat, only to see Asher Land with his eyes closed, legs crossed. Upon hearing the reminder, he slowly opened his eyes.
Robert Williams opened the car door for him, holding the umbrella over his head.
He was dressed in a black suit, holding a bouquet of white chrysanthemums, walking slowly towards the cetery.
"Give the umbrella, wait for in the car." After a few steps, he suddenly turned around and said to Robert Williams.
"Yes." Robert Williams responded, handed him the umbrella, and walked back.
Today is the anniversary of his mother’s death, there was a dull ache in his heart, as if torn apart.
The rain pattered down, he walked around the cetery, and found his mother’s tombstone.
Since his mother’s funeral, he had gone to Asia. Thinking back, it had been ten years since he last returned here.
Ten years, what a long number it was.
He placed the white chrysanthemums in front of the tomb, looking at the photo of his mother on the tombstone, his eyes suddenly turned wet.
The woman in the photo was so graceful, with a faint smile at the corners of her mouth. Whenever she smiled faintly, she had adorable dimples.
Even though he had t countless won, in his heart, his mother was the most stunning beauty in the world.
"Sorry, I haven’t co back to see you all these years."
He stood upright in front of the tombstone, and suddenly, the floodgates of mory opened, pouring out endlessly.
Enzo Land was right, he was indeed picked up from a small place.
Before he was ten, he and his mother depended on each other, living in a rented house in Southern County. At that ti, life was extrely difficult. For a livelihood, his mother placed him in the care of a neighbor, Nanny Garcia’s family, and she worked as a barmaid in a bar. His mother was very beautiful, often bullied in that chaotic place. At a young age, he seed to understand sothing, sneaking into the bar several tis. At that ti, he was already quite tall for a ten-year-old. When he saw dirty n reaching for his mother, he would unhesitatingly smash a bottle over their heads.
Ti and again, even though he was only ten, his strength was incredibly large, he could never control his strength when he took action.
Helplessly, the bar manager dismissed his mother.
Later, who knows how long it had been, a group of strangers ca to his house, saying they wanted to take him and his mother to Europe.
In his mory, he had never seen these people.
His mother told him, it was his father who wanted to take them back.
Father?
The word was too unfamiliar to him, he only found it laughable, absurd, ridiculous.
His mother didn’t want to go to Europe, but his opinion was different.
She asked him why, at that ti, he just said one sentence,
Unexpectedly, that sentence made him regret for a lifeti.
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