"Did Chenxi say something? Did she remember something?" Xiao Qi asked.
Dongfang said lightly, "I don't think she said anything, but I remembered some past events. When you look at the house, they are all their memories. She can find her way home by herself. It's just a matter of time to remember the past events."
Xiao Qi narrowed his eyes and said in a deep voice, "Dongfang, I hope you don't talk too much."
"Don't worry, I know what to do and what not to do. You don't have to worry so much. I won't betray you." Dongfang said lightly.
Xiao Qi said, "I didn't expect that she could find her way home. Mr. Xia said that once a person's memories are washed away, he can't remember them anymore. He is just a blank person. Why do you still have the memories of the past when the morning light is gone?
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He was very confused about this. There were many people in Huoyun who participated in this medical research back then. The operation was not easy to do. Only Xia Chenxi and Mr. Xia could be sure of it. If you neglect it, you would have life.
Too many people participated in the experiment and followed it for three years, and confirmed that the memory could not be restored, so many people died.
This research was created back then to implant memory and allow Huoyun agents to penetrate into the ace organization and counter-terrorism as undercover, so this technology was released. However, as Mr. Xia left and Xia Chenxue
die.
This technology is also lost.
"There is no inconceivable in the world." Dongfang said lightly, pursing his lips, "I'll leave first, you can stay here and take good care of her."
Dongfang's home is less than a hundred meters away from Xia Chenxi's home. In fact, it was just a hike. When I received the message from the information room today, someone else was outside, so I drove back.
Dongfang picked a bouquet of lilies in the garden and made a bunch of beautiful flowers. He came to the back mountain alone, which was a cemetery. He was familiar with the journey and walked to a tombstone. The girl on the tombstone was very young.
Beautiful and gentle, revealing the tenderness of the Jiangnan water town.
When Chen Xue died, she was only nineteen years old.
It's the age of flowers.
As long as people are buying competitions, Dongfang will come to her grave to send a bouquet of lilies every day. For many years, the wind and rain will not fall.
"Xue'er, Chenxi is back home, you can rest assured." Dongfang said softly, his tone was very calm, "She and Tang Yebai gave birth to a son, he just miscarried, your family has a new population, Xue'er, you
Are you happy?"
"I know, you must be very happy. Don't worry, I will help you take good care of her. I will also pay you a lot of money if you owe you. Let them pay them all back, and you can wait."
Dongfang squatted down, with a gentle smile on the corner of his lips, rubbing against Xia Chenxi's remaining photos.
"Xue'er, it's been eight years. You are still nineteen years old in my memory, but I'm old."
"My girl, I won't let you wait too long. I'm afraid that if you wait for a long time, you won't recognize me. What should I do then?"
...
The wind in the cemetery blew lightly, waving all the sighs and... hatred.
Xia Chenxi slept for three days and three nights.
She didn't get into the drip of water and lived by relying on nutritional needles. She let the Buddha resist awakening, resisting all the truth, hoping to keep sleeping and know nothing, her heart will be much more relaxed, she won't feel so uncomfortable, nor will she
Will be so desperate.
Xiao Qi has been with her all the time, and has been taking care of Xia Chenxi without taking off her clothes.
There are too many memories in this room, some sad and some happy. Xiao Qi actually didn't like this house very much, because it carries too much, and he didn't want Chenxi to remember the past.