Her repeated emotions that time frightened Yuyue and hurt Feng Hao. But the more she controlled it, the more complicated her emotions became.
"I can actually pretend to be happy and immerse myself in that kind of happiness," Xia Yucheng said with a forced smile on her lips, "But there is like a small alarm clock in my heart, always reminding me
I, remind me that this place...is empty."
She pointed to her head, raised her head and looked at the building again.
The past memories are definitely not all good, but she needs them.
"I can think of only one way to support the pain now..." She looked pale, looking at the warm light passing through the branches and the reflection of the sunlight on the window glass. The pieces of gold seemed to make her see a glimmer of it.
hope.
"What is it?" Xia Mingyou asked.
Xia Yucheng smiled, but said nothing more.
At noon, Xia Mingyou took her to the small restaurant they would go to when they were children.
"It's not very delicious, don't have your expectations." Xia Mingyou carefully washed Xia Yucheng's dishes and chopsticks with tea.
"Well! Let me see if there is any taste from the past. I always remember the taste of strawberry candy. Hao said, that is my favorite candy. Also, I still remember the taste of coffee. In short,
It’s quite unique and when I come into contact with it again, there will be a familiar feeling.”
Xia Mingyou put the bowls and chopsticks in front of her and looked around. There were not many customers.
"The taste here is not unique, it's too common. I just came here for one or two meals when I was a kid because it was cheap." He smiled, with a gentle expression on his handsome face.
"A small restaurant can exist for such a long time because it has its advantages, and the price factor is also very important."
"Girl, if you don't tell me what that method is, how can I help you?"
"I've said it now, you will definitely not agree. When the time comes, I will tell you again, and it won't work if you don't agree." Xia Yucheng said, picking up the chopsticks and poking at the empty bowl, "When I first used the chopsticks,
, I am not very used to it, but when I really use it, I feel it is very easy and not difficult at all. This shows that some things exist in my subconscious, so I am still very confident in recovering my memory.
Brother, after a while, I should be able to use the language freely."
"Really? Let's try it first? What does brother say?"
"Brother?" Xia Yucheng thought for a while and replied, "I know this. Now everyone around me is my teacher. Brother..."
She said the last two words "brother" in Chinese, neither fluent nor lame.
"It's okay, what else can I do?"
"Fenghao, May, mom, grandma, Muzi, Xiaoai..."
"Is it all names and titles? Can you say a complete sentence? Phrases?" Xia Mingyou was very happy to hear that she could speak in Chinese.
He hoped that Xia Yucheng could be like before, because sometimes, he would see an unintentional coldness and alienation in her eyes.
Although that expression was unintentional on her part, it would make people's hearts feel an inexplicable sting when they saw it. He thought that maybe this was the reason why Xia Yucheng was eager to regain her memory.
"I will say... hello, please help me, where are you, get in the car... If you need anything, come to me, you can call... call..."
"Phone, call," Xia Mingyou reminded with a smile, then picked up the cell phone on the table and shook it a few times, "Phone, cell phone..."