"Forgot?" Su Wanqing's eyelashes fluttered frequently, and a faint smile appeared on the corner of her lips, "I almost forgot. I haven't fully recovered the memory of my childhood."
"Do you want to recover?" Hoshino Huang suddenly became nervous, her beautiful look reflected in his eyes, "If you want, you can do it at any time."
The bullet casing in her brain has been successfully removed, and there will no longer be anything that will hinder her recovery of memory.
"Okay." She smiled brightly at him.
Hoshino Huang's heart felt as if he had been hit hard. It wasn't pain, but an inexplicable itching and excitement.
"Close your eyes." A faint smile appeared on Hoshino Huang's lips, a real smile, "Relax."
Su Wanqing closed her door obediently and emptied her mind. She knew that he was hypnotizing her, and this time, she happily accepted it.
Before I kill you, let me recall some innocent past.
"Saori, the first time you looked at me was on a snowy day..."
Su Wanqing is like a leaf of duckweed, floating up and down in the river of memory, letting herself go.
The children in "Jue" were not known to each other from the beginning. Saori knew that the lord had an eldest grandson who had been receiving very strict training and rarely even showed up.
The first time we met, it was a snowy evening.
Shazhi liked snow very much and loved to play, so she gathered a large group of children in the courtyard to build snowmen and have snowball fights. There was no doubt that she was the craziest one among them.
After playing for a while, she felt a little tired, so she walked to the corridor, wanting to drink a few sips of hot water and eat two pieces of cake to satisfy her craving.
At this time, she saw a boy on the wooden steps in the corridor, about ten years old, with a cold face and a pair of very clear black eyes.
He sat on the wooden steps and looked at him motionless. On a snowy day, he was wearing very thin clothes.
"Who are you? How come I've never seen you before?" Saori took the initiative to talk to him.
He still looked at her, motionless, like an ice sculpture.
"Hey, why don't you say anything? You have no manners at all." Saori was a little unhappy, "You don't wear clothes in the cold weather, you weirdo!"
"Huang." He moved his thin lips slightly and spat out an equally cold word, "The lord said that you can't wear too many clothes. I am a warrior. If I want to protect someone in the future, I must start to hone my will from now on."
"Lord?" Saori thought for a moment, and then she understood. A sweet smile spread across her lips, "You mean grandpa, Huang, you are lying. Grandpa is such a kind person, how can he criticize others harshly."
The boy who looked like an ice sculpture was silent and just sat there, with a layer of frost forming between his brows and his lips turning blue and purple.
Saori looked at him for a while, and suddenly became very interested in this guy named Huang.
"Wait for me."
Quickly, she ran back to the house, brought a lot of pastries and a long fur, and ran in front of him.
"Don't worry, I'll tell grandpa later and ask him not to criticize you too harshly." With that said, Shazhi covered Huang with warm fur.
Huang raised his head and stared at her with a strange look.
It turned out that the person he wanted to protect with his life was such a gentle little girl.
"These pastries are all hot, let's eat them together." As she said that, she pushed a huge dinner plate in front of him.