A familiar breath came from outside the door, which made Bai Yan tremble all over and stood up quickly.
Di Cang's eyes swept across Bai Yan's body and stopped at the handkerchief held by the young man.
Time was extremely quiet for a moment...
It was as quiet as the night before a rainstorm.
Bai Yan looked at Di Cang, whose face turned dark, and the corners of her mouth twitched: "Di Cang... What a coincidence you came here."
"It's quite a coincidence." Di Cang strode forward and held Bai Yan's hand tightly. His eyes glanced at Mo Lishang's fair and lovely face, and he felt jealous in his heart, "What were you doing just now?
"
"I...wipe the pig's tears."
pig?
Only then did Di Cang notice the pink piglet in the boy's arms, and Bai Yan's explanation inexplicably made him feel brighter.
"Is your handkerchief really just for this pig?"
"Yes, just for this pig..."
As soon as Bai Yan finished explaining, she wanted to bite off her tongue.
She obviously didn't do anything, and she and Di Cang didn't develop to that level, so why did she have to explain?
But she didn't even think about it, and the words of explanation came out involuntarily.
The pink piglet was already so frightened that it curled up and shivered in the boy's arms. It glanced at Di Cang with fearful eyes, as if under his pressure, it didn't even have the strength to raise its head.
"Who is he?" Di Cang pursed his lips and continued to ask.
Bai Yan's eyes flashed: "My brother."
"Your brother? How come I didn't know that besides Bai Xiao, you have a younger brother?"
"This..." Bai Yan was stunned, "I said he is my brother, he is my brother, Chen'er, you think I am right."
Bai Xiaochen immediately nodded his head in agreement: "Uncle Mo is my mother's younger brother. He is really my younger brother."
"Your mother's brother, do you call me uncle?"
"..."
Bai Xiaochen looked blank. Did he say the wrong thing?
"Yan Yan," Mo Lishang looked at Di Cang with his suspicious eyes, "Have I seen him?"
From the moment he saw Bai Yan, he had developed a sense of dependence. Now that he saw the man in front of him, he felt inexplicably familiar.
But he... couldn't remember anything!
Mo Lishang frowned tightly, holding his head in pain. His fair cheeks were pale and colorless, almost as transparent as white paper.
"Shangshang!" Bai Yan's face changed slightly. She gently rubbed Mo Lishang's temples with a gentle voice, "If you can't remember anything, don't think about it. Some memories may be too painful, so you will
Choose to forget, so don’t force it.”
The boy's body stiffened, and he felt the warmth in the woman's palm, and the pain he felt just now gradually dissipated.
"Okay, I'll listen to Yan Yan..."
She wanted him to regain his memory, but no matter how painful it was, he had to remember the past.
If she doesn't want him to recover, then he... won't remember it anymore!
After perhaps calming down, the young man slowly stood up from the ground, a smile blooming on his face.
His smile was as pure as a narcissus that was uncontested and had a unique beauty.
"Chen'er, you and Shang Shang go back and rest. I will be here soon."
Bai Yan winked at Bai Xiaochen and said.
"Okay, mother."
Bai Xiaochen reluctantly glanced at the food on the table that had not yet been cleaned, put his fingers in his mouth, jumped down from the chair, and walked towards Mo Lishang with a smile.
"Uncle Mo, I'm so tired. Please take me back to the inn to rest."