"Dark night?" White ink is also very strange to the name, he frowned at Shangguan Hao, doubt asked: "who is he?"

"How do I know who he is? The name came out of your mouth, all right? " Shangguan Hao looked disgusted, "didn't you sleep well last night? Drink a bowl of Meng Po soup can drink out mental disorders, I think your brain is muddled

This time, white ink rare and Shangguan Hao did not raise the bar.

He put down the empty bowl, rubbed his temple with his hand, and said to himself, "did I not sleep well last night? But I didn't dream in the second half of the night... "

"Cough." Shangguan Hao suddenly got serious. He approached white ink and asked in a tentative tone: "that, I'll ask you something."

"What?" Now the white ink is not in the state, subconsciously on the way back.

"Cough, I ask you, where have you and a Ying developed now?"

"What step?" White ink was asked by Shangguan Hao full of misty water, "do you still have several steps?"

"Of course Shangguan Hao exaggeratedly said: "of course, it is from the shallow to the deep, from the far to the near. Which step have you and a Ying arrived at?"

"Just It's probably far away. " White ink think of his sleeping place and Xi Ying sleeping bed, that distance is really far enough.

As long as a Ying lies down and he lies down, he has to work hard to see her face.

"Well, I'll be relieved." Shangguan Hao patted his heart.

White ink thought of purple smoke before, he said: "Shangguan Hao, how do you think about this matter of giving birth to a child?"

“……” Shangguan Hao looked at him in shock, "you say it again?"

"What do you think of having a baby? If I were born with a Ying... "

"Shut up! You You, you, you even mentioned such a sad thing in front of me Shangguan Hao's expression was distraught, "you all have a Ying, you all sleep with a Ying, you are already happy enough! Don't you keep this happiness in mind? Clearly, you just said that you and a Ying are far from each other. Now you are talking about having children. You You

Shangguan Hao was angry and sad.

White ink:

Originally, I wanted to ask Shangguan Haozhi if he knew how to give birth to children. Now it seems that I still forget it.

Let him live in his brain tonic world.

Ying haomo and his son would never like to see him at the table.

Seeing Guan Hao sad, he was very happy.

At this time, white ink's ear seems to ring that a string of dense names of the voice.

He only remembers the name Shangguan Hao told him: dark night.

Who is the dark night?

Why do these names appear after he drinks Mengpo soup?

Does it mean that someone else will lose his memory after drinking Mengpo soup, but he will call back his former memory after drinking Mengpo soup?

Although this is only a guess of Bai Mo, this conjecture is more and more lingering in his mind.

He wanted to give it a try and see if he could really restore his memory?

White ink's mouth does not say, but in fact he still wants to know who he was before.

So, regardless of Shangguan Hao, who was wailing at the side, he went into the kitchen and came to the pot where Meng Po soup was cooked.

He filled himself with a bowl of Mengpo soup, looked up and drank it as he had just done.

It's just that this bowl doesn't work. It's just like drinking water.

Then another bowl.

After white ink finished the tenth bowl, his hand was soft, the bowl fell to the ground, and he fell down against the wall like he was drunk.

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