In addition, he really couldn't think of the identity of these two children. Since they called him daddy, they were naturally his children, so their mother could only be Chu Chu.
"Daddy, you are so smart."
The little girl flew to her brother's side, and showed her sweet smile, which made Jun Zimo's scalp tingle for a while.
Is his daughter too open-minded? She hasn't even been born yet, yet she dares to blatantly molest him. Look at that smile, it's definitely poisonous.
"You guys, why did you come to me? Did something happen to your wet nurse?"
Jun Zimo asked anxiously. The children had come to see him. If it wasn't an urgent matter, how could they appear in the form of souls?
"Mom is fine. She is still resting at the foot of Cangshan Mountain. We came to find you to help you restore your memory."
When the little boy saw his father's eager expression, he couldn't help but smile. It seemed that even though his father had lost his memory, he was still very nervous about their mother.
"Recover memory? Really, can you help dad recover his memory?"
After hearing what the child said, Jun Zimo lost control. He thought he had heard wrong and asked again.
Oh my God! What kind of child did he and Chu Chu have? Are they two little gods? They haven't even been born yet, but they can do him such a big favor.
"Of course it's true, daddy. Mom is very sad because of your amnesia. We are afraid that she will be sad and transition, and even we will have a miscarriage, so we can only take risks to help you regain your memory."
The little girl still smiled innocently and nodded her head, ensuring that what they said was absolutely true.
If we continue to let things go like this, maybe something will happen to our mother. They are worth sacrificing the magic they have practiced for many years to help their father recover his memory.
"Then how are you going to help dad regain his memory?"
Seeing that the children didn't look like they were joking, Junzi Mo asked seriously, as long as he could regain his memory, he would be willing to do anything they asked him to do.
"It's very simple, you close your eyes, let me enter the depths of your soul, and repair your broken memory line. But during this period, dad must not use Qigong to resist the pain, otherwise, I will lose my mind."
The little boy said it seriously, without any joking. But Jun Zimo kept nodding his head. Even if it hurt him to death, he would not harm his own child.
"Okay, daddy will not kill his children even if he dies. You can go in with confidence."
Jun Zimo stretched out his hand and touched the two children in the air. Although they were just faint circles, he really felt their presence and then slowly closed his eyes.
"Brother, be careful, I'll give you a break."
The little girl became serious now. She put away the smile on her face and looked serious. She naturally knew that if her brother didn't pay attention to the risk of doing this, she would never have a brother again in this life and the next life.
"Well, if anyone wants to disturb us, just stop them."
After touching his sister's rosy smiling face, the little boy flew up and immediately got into his father's body, preparing to repair his broken memory line.
The little girl who stayed next to Jun Zimo opened her big round eyes even wider, and her whole body was on guard to prevent danger. When she saw the wind and rain coming from different directions at the same time, she was not wordy.
, with a single finger of his little hand, he steadied their bodies and sealed their acupuncture points.
Since the little boy entered the body, Jun Zimo's face quickly began to turn extremely pale, his forehead was covered with thick beads of sweat, and his lower lip was biting tightly. It could be seen that he was
How much pain to bear
Pain, heartbreaking pain, boundless pain, except for pain, Jun Zimo has no other feeling. If it weren't for his super strong willpower, he kept telling himself that his child was risking his life for him.
He won't be able to resist the pain
But the pain only lasted for a while. After the pain passed, he would think of us together, of every day he and his princess had spent together, and of their two lively and lovely children. It was worth the pain!
Time passes slowly, minute by minute, tick tick...
Half an hour later, the pain on Jun Zimo's face gradually slowed down until he returned to normal. When the little white figure flew out of his body, the memories were like broken beads, one by one.
stood up and kept popping up in his mind
Her every smile, every turn and glance, every frown and curl of her lips... Everything about her came to mind, everything came to mind! Everything that woman gave for him, he also remembered.
I remembered it all!
He clenched his fists tightly, his eyes were moist, as if water vapor was flowing in his eyes. He slapped his head hard, hard, for fear that he would forget everything in his mind.
"Dad, your memory line is not completely broken. I checked it. Did you remember something before you automatically reconnected it?"
The little boy's weak voice came, causing Jun Zimo to pause his memory, return to reality and look at his son who was leaning on his daughter, feeling extremely heartbroken.
"Yes, daddy has remembered some fragments before, but there are not many children. Are you okay? You look very bad."
The little boy waved his hands, looking like he suddenly understood. No wonder, it turns out that daddy's memory lines have begun to slowly and automatically connect. Even if they don't come tonight, daddy's memory lines can be slowly and completely restored under his own constant stimulation.
join
"I'm fine. I'll be fine after a few days of rest. Dad, hurry up and find your mother. We have to leave. My sister and I won't be able to bear it if we delay any longer."
Jun Zimo stretched out his hand again and gently touched the delicate faces of the two children. He was a little reluctant, but he had to urge them.
"Go back to your mother's belly quickly!"
The children came here for his memory. If something happened to him, he would never forgive himself for the rest of his life!
"Then, daddy, let's go"
The little girl supported her brother, pointed to the wind and rain with her little hand, and then disappeared in front of the three of them like a shooting star across the night sky.
On the side, Jun Zimo's eyes were looking at the direction where the children were leaving, his face full of doting, for a long, long time...