As soon as Song Ziyu woke up and saw herself in the carriage, she started to make a fuss. Qi Yan pricked her acupuncture points so that she could not move or speak, and then gave her daily acupuncture to remove the congestion in her brain.
Every day her memory would recover a little, and the extra memories every day left her at a loss as to what to do.
Especially when, in order to satisfy her own vanity, she got close to the woman her father brought back, and was coaxed into saying bad things to her own mother by her good things, she was in great pain and could not accept that disgusting woman at all.
The girl is her.
That was her biological mother. She wanted to save a mouthful for her to eat even if she didn't want to eat it. How could she treat her biological mother like that?
What's the difference between her doing this and being an animal?
She finally understood why her mother disowned her.
It turns out that she broke her mother's heart and disowned her mother for another woman.
In the next few days, Song Ziyu was in pain every day, blaming himself, feeling guilty, and crying every day.
But after a few days, she gradually became silent, and there was a calmness about her that looked down upon everything.
Because all her memories have been restored.
It was as if she had experienced what had happened in the past ten years all over again in just seven or eight days. This feeling was not pleasant.
The moon was rising above the willow trees, and Song Ziling and his party, who failed to reach the next town before sunset, had no choice but to sleep in the wild.
A fire was lit under the big banyan tree, and the guards were collecting two rabbits they had shot in the forest.
Song Ziling took out the dried sausages and snacks that Shen Wan had prepared for him, used sharpened branches to skewer the dried sausages, and stuck the other end in the mud to roast them over the fire.
"Well..." He sat on the grass and handed the snack to Song Ziyu, who was sitting against the sycamore tree.
Song Ziyu glanced at the snacks and silently took a piece, but did not eat it.
My eyes stared blankly at the fragrant air-dried sausage.
It was convenient for Qi Yan to go to the forest. The guards were picking up rabbits by another fire.
Song Ziyu looked at the dried sausage for a long time, and then he murmured: "Am I particularly hateful?"
Song Ziling paused while chewing snacks. Was she asking him?
He continued to chew the snacks in his mouth, and after a while he said: "It's all over. Don't think about the past anymore."
Song Ziling didn't think this sister was very hateful, but she was quite unlikable and didn't listen to advice. She would only blame others and blame others when something happened. She never looked for reasons in herself, let alone others.
"I..." Song Ziyu's voice was a little more choked up, "Then I beg her. I begged her not to let me go. She doesn't want me. She is not willing to admit even once that she is my mother..." Song Ziling: "She is not in the first place.
ah."
She was just another person who appeared in their mother's body after her mother left.
Song Ziyu raised her tearful eyes and looked at Song Ziling, "But she is your mother, Chu Ling's mother, and An An's mother."
But it's just not hers.
In fact, sometimes she was really jealous of Song Ziling, her younger brother, because he was treated sincerely by that woman.
Song Ziling exhaled a breath and looked helpless, "Do you think she is your mother?
Do you listen to her?"
"She takes care of you, do you let her take care of it?"
"She is your mother only when you need her to help you solve troubles. If she can't help you get out of trouble, don't you hate her? But she has already tried her best."
"Didn't you also laugh when you knew she was not a mother?"
"Didn't you also say that you should let her die first and see if you can let mother return to your body?"