The man half-squinted his eyes and tried hard to remember his name, but his mind went blank and nothing came to mind. Instead, his head ached.
He frowned and shook his head painfully: "I can't remember my name."
"Scared..." Ao Bing looked at him in surprise, "Uncle, why is your memory worse than mine? You even forgot your own name."
The man frowned and chatted with her for a while. He always felt that something was wrong with her, but he couldn't say what was wrong.
Seeing that he was silent again, Ao Bing reached out and pushed his shoulder, frowned delicately and said, "I'm hungry."
The man hummed, still struggling with his amnesia.
Ao Bing waited for a long time, but when he saw no response, he endured the sound for a long time, then came close to his ear and shouted at the top of his lungs: "I'm hungry."
The man almost fell over in fright at her roar.
He stretched out his hand to rub his buzzing ears and glared at her: "What are you doing?"
Ao Bing stretched out her hand to caress her belly that had not eaten for a long time, bit her lower lip, and said pitifully: "I'm so hungry. At home, the beautiful scenery will prepare me delicious food." Yu would never let her be hungry.
Belly.
The man gritted his teeth: "Then you go home and let them do it for you."
Ao Bing seemed to have just remembered his situation. His clear and childish eyes were suddenly covered with moisture, and he said with infinite sadness: "I seem to be lost."
When the man saw the moisture in her eyes, his cold heart suddenly broke.
He couldn't help but soften his tone: "Okay, I'll take you out."
Ao Bing got into trouble: "No, I want to eat first."
Countless black lines suddenly appeared on the man's face: "How can there be food for you in a place like this?"
"Ugh... I don't care, I have to eat..." Ao Bing stamped his feet, turned his back angrily, and sulked.
The man suddenly felt as if he had been hit by a big hammer.
She must be quite old by the looks of it, but why does she behave like a child?
What a heavy blow.
The man struggled for a while and finally gave in.
Looking at the creek not far away, he said, "Okay, I'll get you something to eat."
For the sake of her taking care of him, he endured it.
When he said this, Ao Bing immediately burst into laughter, turned around, pushed his shoulders hard, and said excitedly: "Go quickly, go quickly..."
The man whose body was covered with scars was pushed so hard by her that it barely made him jump in pain.
She looks weak, but she doesn't want to be so strong.
The man's figure stood up somewhat majestically, his steps still a little unsteady, so he gritted his teeth and gritted his teeth and came to the stream.
After washing my face, I saw a handsome young face reflected in the stream.
She felt even more depressed. He didn't look old at all. Why did she call him uncle?
Just when he was in a daze, Ao Bing urged again: "Uncle, hurry up, Bing Bing is about to starve to death."
"I know." The man responded helplessly, cut a branch from the tree by the stream, and stood by the stream to catch fish.
Although he suffered many injuries, it did not hinder his movements.
With sharp eyes and agile skills, he quickly caught two plump fish.
"Wow, uncle is very powerful." Ao Bing clapped his hands in admiration.
The corners of the man's lips raised slightly, he put a fish in front of her and said, "Eat it."
Ao Bing looked at the live fish that was still alive and kicking. The smile on his face froze and he flattened his mouth: "It's not yet cooked."
