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"What are you doing?" Su Qinglian stood behind Xu Nian and asked curiously.

"I'm brewing some Chinese medicine." Xu Nian replied without turning his head, as if he felt something was amiss. He paused for a moment before continuing, "You can bear it."

Hearing that, Su Qinglian's face changed, his eyes opened wide, and he stuttered in disbelief: "You gave me such a tough time? Am I sick? "

She quickly patted her body. Other than feeling a bit sour, it was nothing serious. She was just a lively and jumping person. Wasn't she standing here perfectly fine?

Just as he was about to ask, Xu Nian held out a bowl of black colored medicinal soup in front of him, "Drink it."

The man's tone of voice carried a hint that he could not reject. Su Qinglian looked at the pure and clean man in front of him and was startled for a moment, but in the end, he still raised his bowl and gulped it down.

An unbearable and bitter feeling overcame Su Qinglian's heart. She frowned as he looked at the pitch black medicinal dregs, regretting his impulsive actions.

"Eat it." The man handed another red wild fruit over. It looked alluring, but this time, Su Qinglian hesitated for a long time before being unable to receive it.

"It's sweet." The man suddenly opened his mouth and laughed. The smile was as bright and beautiful as the sunlight of a spring day.

Su Qinglian accepted it skeptically. Before he could get his hands on it, the man quickly stuffed the wild fruit into her mouth.

The sweet taste gradually spread out on the taste buds and the bitter feelings instantly lessened. Su Qinglian seemed to have gotten addicted to eating them as he unceremoniously stuffed them into his mouth one after another.

During the meal, Xu Ling half-heartedly threw the biggest piece of Red Braised Meat into Su Qinglian's bowl with his chopsticks. "Elder sister, you're sick, you need to eat more meat. My brother said that eating more meat will help you grow better, and that you have to quickly recover.

Hearing these words, Su Qinglian laughed awkwardly, scratched the back of his head, and shifted his gaze to Xu Nian who was sitting beside him and eating in silence.

Xu Nian spoke very little, and almost all of them were silent. He had a maturity that did not match his age, and his entire body revealed a sealing feeling of not knowing anything about the world.

"Sister, what's your name? "Where did you come from?"

Xu Ling wiped off the leftover rice from the corner of his mouth, pushed away the bowl of rice, and turned to run to Su Qinglian's side.

"I... I... "I don't know what my name is …" Su Qinglian's mind seemed to have been struck by lightning as it went blank. She could not remember who she was, nor did she know where she came from.

"Who exactly am I? "Where did I come from?" Su Qinglian suddenly pushed his bowl open, and rushed out of the door like a madman, shouting at the mountain in front of his door with a heart wrenching roar.

The silence was broken only by the echoes that echoed in the air again and again.

Just then, a wind blew, the bone chilling wind recklessly affected Su Qinglian's body, she squatted in the night wind and hugged him tightly.

Xu Nian stood behind Su Qinglian. He took off his jacket extremely naturally, and then, gently draped it over the woman's thin body. As long as Su Qinglian squatted, he would stand behind her for as long as he could.

Su Qinglian looked at the room with four walls, wiped his tears, and quietly placed the other quilt that he was wearing onto the young Xu Ling. Xu Nian sat outside the door, staring fixedly at the bright moon in the sky.

"Why aren't you sleeping?"

Su Qinglian walked behind the man and sat down beside him.

"I can't sleep." Xu Nian's voice was low, like a spring of water, and not a speck of dust fell from her clear eyes.

"Do you remember how you brought me home? Is there anything on me that can prove my identity? " Su Qinglian was so nervous that even his tongue was tied. She urgently wanted to know her true identity.

"No, I found you at the bottom of the mountain. Other than being covered with wounds, there is nothing else on your body." Xu Nian shifted his gaze onto Su Qinglian, and after thinking for a long while, he started to speak.

Xu Nian's words extinguished the last bit of hope in the bottom of Su Qinglian's heart. She became an amnesiac who did not know of his own past, and the bloody scenes that were played on the television would actually happen to his.