Chapter 272

"The kitten is so good, so lively, so lovely, just call Lucifer."

"Lucifer cat, you'll be called Lucifer in the future!"

"Xia Sheng song, I told you to go away! Do you hear me!!"

"I don't! I don't want to go, big brother, I don't want to separate from you!!"

Xia Shengge suddenly covered his head with a painful expression on his face and fell down.

But instead of falling to the ground, she fell into a familiar embrace.

Her ears echoed over and over again with messy voices that made her crazy.

Lu Jiucheng's voice became so far away.

Xia Shengge's whole body was almost soaked with sweat and his body kept shaking.

Her sight blurred.

In a trance, I seemed to see a teenager in old clothes coming towards her.

His face was impatient and cold, but he took out the box lunch carefully insulated with his body from his arms and handed it to her, "eat quickly!"

"Big brother, too!" the little Xia Shengge couldn't help swallowing his saliva when he smelled the aroma of the food in the box.

But with big watery eyes, he stubbornly looked at the boy and refused to eat alone.

The young man seemed impatient and said, "I've eaten it. Eat it yourself. Don't bother me!"

Hearing this, the little Xia Sheng song gobbled up.

However, she didn't finish all the food in the box, but after eating half of it, she scooped a spoonful and stuffed it directly into his mouth while the boy wasn't paying attention.

Looking at the young man's expression of shame and consternation, Xia Shengge forked his waist and laughed, "I guessed long ago, big brother, you lied to me. You didn't eat at all, did you?"

Then the little girl chased the boy and kept feeding.

The place where they lived was so shabby that they couldn't even protect themselves from the wind and rain and didn't have enough to eat.

But Xia Sheng song can obviously feel the young's own happiness and joy.

She is not happy because she can eat food.

But because there will be no freedom at Xia's house.

There is also this young man who is obviously good to her but is awkwardly unwilling to show his sincerity.

The young man's fuzzy face is a little clear in Xia Shengge's eyes.

Then it gradually coincides with the face close at hand.

Xia Shengge opened his mouth and shouted, "big brother..."

She could see that Lu Jiucheng's pupils contracted violently.

The hands holding her also tightened abruptly.

But when she wanted to see more clearly, there was a sharp pain in her brain.

It was like a hand pulling her consciousness and completely sinking into the abyss.

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Xia Sheng song fell into a long dream again.

The dream is full of the little girl who gets along with the boy in that broken house.

Life is difficult and hard.

There are no bright and clean houses, no beautiful clothes, and even not enough to eat.

But life is happy. Every day is full of hope for the future.

The boy's face is sometimes blurred and sometimes clear, which coincides with Lu Jiucheng's face.

Xia Shengge doesn't know how long such days have passed.

I just feel that it seems very long, which fills her long dreams.

It seems very short, but in an instant, happiness comes to an abrupt end.

The traffickers had an eye on her and wanted to tie her away.

The boy ran away with her desperately, but his fists were difficult to defeat his four hands after all.

The boy asked her to escape, but Xia Shengge refused.

When she was young, she didn't know where the courage came from. She bit the trafficker's leg, and his calf was bleeding.

The trafficker was so angry that he raised his foot and kicked her on the head.

Xia Shengge flew out upside down and fell in the mud pit. Blood flowed down her forehead and dyed the whole world red in her eyes.

At the end of the dream, she could only see that the teenager, like a crazy beast, fell down on the trafficker who had just kicked her.

The dagger pierced his abdomen, but he seemed to have no consciousness at all, and there was only fierce and murderous intention in his eyes.

"Big brother -!"

Xia Shengge suddenly sat up from the bed, his face terrified and his chest undulating.

"Little girl, you are awake!"

A familiar voice came from my ear.

Xia Shengge looked blankly and saw doctor Mo coming in big steps.

While giving Xia Shengge a pulse, he asked his son Mo Huaien to check the data on the instrument.

After a lot of tossing, he relaxed his airway: "well, I'm sure you're all right, little girl."

Xia Shengge was stunned and said, "what's the matter with me?"

"What's the matter with you? You've been in a coma for two days. You don't know. When the ninth master brought you to me that day, I suspected that if I couldn't cure you, he would cut me down like the ancient faint king and the imperial doctor."

Mo Huaien also smiled: "In fact, as soon as I finished the examination, I told the ninth master that you should have suffered brain injury before, resulting in lesions in the brain tonic memory storage area, that is, damage to the medial temporal lobe. But when you were sent here two days ago, the memory storage area of the brain was significantly more active than the results of color Doppler ultrasound a few months ago... I doubt you were affected by some mental shock, which stimulated the temporal lobe , causing memory to begin to recover. "

Xia Shengge was stunned.

Mo Huaien spread his hands and said, "it's a pity that the ninth master's concern is chaotic. He may not listen to a word I explained. Fortunately, later your brain waves showed normal, otherwise the ninth master might want all the wool I picked from him back!"

Xia Shengge holds down his temple.

I tried to recall the scene in my dream and the picture in the secret room.

She murmured, "those are really my memories. I lost my memory. But I can't remember clearly..."

"Normal!" Mo Huaien hurriedly said, "the recovery of memory is best a long and mild process, not forced stimulation. If you can't remember, don't think about it. It will hinder the recovery. Come on, follow me to take a deep breath and empty my brain."

Xia Shengge took a deep breath and expelled the pictures in his mind, which made him feel better.

She looked around: "where's the ninth master?"

Mo Huaien's face showed a touch of unnaturalness, but it was fleeting. "Of course, the ninth master went to work. He is the president of Lu's group. Even if he worries about you, he can't leave such a large company alone, don't you think so!"

"All right, stop talking nonsense. Check and leave last night! It's so noisy."

Doctor Mo waved impatiently to Mo Huaien with the pulse of Xia Shengge in his hand, "you go out first. I want to calm down and make a good diagnosis for Sheng Ge girl."

Mo Huaien turned white angrily and left depressed.

After Mo Huaien left, Dr. Mo focused his attention and carefully felt the pulse of Xia Sheng song.

However, Xia Shengge couldn't calm his mind at all.

She always thinks of scenes in her dreams unexpectedly.

And pictures of walls and rooms.

Is the boy in the dream the ninth master?

It's the ninth master, isn't it?

"Mo Lao, i... can I ask you a question?"