In the ward, a television was broadcasting the news of Vincent's death in a car accident. Emily who was preparing to leave the hospital stood in front of the TV and looked at the photo of him blankly. The man in the photo had a pair of cold eyes. His raised eyebrows and narrowed keen eyes gave him a hint of sharpness. He had a nose with a high bridge, thin lips, and indifferent facial features, which made him cold-hearted.
Emily shook her head. "No, I don't."
"Alright, let's go home then." Donna patted her head.
"Okay." Emily held her hand and asked fawningly, "Mom, after we go home, don't quarrel with Dad, okay?"
Donna stiffened. When she turned back, her eyes were red. She held back her tears and nodded at Emily. "Alright, we won't quarrel any more. I promise you."
Emily smiled sweetly. When she walked out of the ward and saw a group of strangers standing outside, she hid behind Donna somewhat fearfully.
A group of people gathered at the door, including Ferne, Noah, Christy, Emma, Jaquan, Randy, Lord Top, Armando, Janessa, Collin. Susan, the butler, Lynn, Sydnee, and Eliot in a wheelchair were standing on the right. Eliot had the rods in his legs just removed today. He had to sit in the wheelchair for a few days to relax his leg.
There was such a huge crowd standing at the door. No wonder Emily would be scared. Even visitors passing by were curious about what happened here and kept looking at them.
"Emily, say goodbye to these friends." Donna held her hand and pulled her in front of everyone. "These ... are all your friends. Say goodbye to them."
"Are they my ... friends?" Emily looked at the unfamiliar faces in fear. They were obviously much older than her. She looked at her mother hesitantly. She did not understand why there were suddenly a group of strangers who claimed to be her friends. She did not have any memory of them.
Janessa suddenly said, "Don't be afraid, it's fine. We are here to see you off. Let's go."
Emily revealed an awkward smile, and then quickly hid behind Donna. She wanted to hide herself by clinging to Donna's hands closely. But then she realized that it was Donna's shoulder. Being confused, she found her mother looked much older than she thought. Her hair had turned gray and her skin was much wrinkled.
The sound of high heels could be heard. Everyone turned around and saw a woman wrapped in a black trench coat. She wore a sun hat and a pair of large sunglasses. Her face was covered with a mask and she also saw them from a distance. The woman suddenly bent down to take off her mask and took a few deep breaths. Then she put on a mask and rushed over quickly. The assistant behind her shouted at her with a bouquet of flowers, "Stephanie, your flowers!"
Stephanie quickly turned around and hinted her to keep her voice down. "Don't shout so loudly!"
Her assistant quickly covered the mouth, handed the flowers over, and whispered to her, "I'll wait for you in the car."
Stephanie waved at her, and then rushed to Emily with a bunch of flowers in her arms, panting.
It had been a month. Stephanie had come here three times, and this was the fourth time.
Emily remembered her but was still cautious.
Stephanie came up to Emily, took off her mask and sunglasses, and gave her the flowers, "Congratulations on your discharge."
Emily reached out and took the bouquet carefully. Stephanie looked at her and could not help but reach out to hug her. With misty eyes, she said softly, "It's good to forget. If you forget, you won't be sad. Live your life well. As long as you live, there will be hope."
Emily did not understand what she was saying. Furthermore, she was not used to being hugged when holding flowers in her arms. Her eyes were filled with uneasiness.
"She's also your friend. It's fine, don't be afraid," said Donna, patting Emily's head comfortingly.
Emily was even more uneasy.
She had indeed never seen those people before. But suddenly they all showed up during the days in the hospital.
She did not dare to say this out because the first time she said it, several women cried. Now they were also standing here.
"Can I go to your house to find you in the future?" Stephanie asked. There was a beautiful teardrop mole at the end of her eye. It looked especially enchanting on her face.
Emily didn't know how to answer it so she looked at Donna for help.
Donna nodded so Emily also nodded.
She could not understand the emotions in these people's eyes. Some of them cried, which made her confused. Those older brothers asked her if she remembered anything about night snacks. Without any clue, Emily just shook her head blankly and helplessly.
Emily returned to the villa Jackson bought. Donna, Maury, and she lived here eleven years ago.
When she got in a car at the entrance of the hospital and left, Ferne and his group watched her leave until the car disappeared from their view and could no longer be seen.
Everyone looked up at the sky in silence, as if they were sighing about how fate was unpredictable while holding back their tears.
Jaquan silently clenched Emma's hand.
Emma looked back at him and said confidently, "She will remember. I have a hunch."
The others didn't reply. So what if she remembered?