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Chapter 3 The Amnesiac

Like lightning, like passing through the starry sky, like sleeping in a dream.

The surroundings are always shrouded in darkness, no time, no space, no sound.

Where did you go?

The darkness began to crack, like glass fragments, one by one, and the gap began to expand. It seemed that light was penetrated into the darkness, and it seemed that there was a voice coming into the mind... The headache was about to break, and the body was unable to move.

"Hey! Mom, is this child not dead yet? I saw his eyelids seem to have opened!" A man's voice sounded, and after two breaths, he heard him say again: "Yeah...Is it because I was dazzled? I'm not moving now."

"Don't think about it, my heartbeat has long been gone, alas! They are all miserable people, the villagers... help me to tie him up and buried him tightly..." An aunt's deep voice said. "How could she get involved with that family..., it's such a sin...ah..."

"Relying on being a high-ranking official in the province..." the man touched.

"Idiot! Speak softly, be careful and be more sarcastic!" the aunt warned.

"Oh! I understand." The man said, no longer saying anything. He took out an old straw mat with his hands and feet and put the body of a ten-year-old child on the straw mat and began to tie it up.

After a while, he will transport it to the burial grave across the river and buried it. This family of more than a dozen people is considered extinct. It is so unfair to escape the pursuit of the provincial capital.

The man sighed in his heart, silently pulling up the rope and preparing to tie it tightly.

"Um..." A very low voice, the man paused his finger and was frightened. "Um..." Another moan came from the rolled straw mat.

"Mom!" The man suddenly stood up and took a step back.

"It was shocking! What's wrong?" The aunt was tied up the bodies of several other adults, and was almost frightened by her son.

"Living...living...the child is still alive!" The man stuttered for a moment before he said it was complete.

"No way?" The aunt was a little surprised and walked over and separated the straw mat and looked at it. "I'm really alive. Hurry up and take it home and ask Xiaorou to prepare her mother's medical bag!"

The man did not move.

"Idiot, why are you doing so stupid?"

"Mom, this is all related to the family in the provincial capital. If our family saves people, I'm afraid..."

The man's words made the aunt's body stiffen and hesitate. After a few breaths, the aunt sighed, "I'm alive, and our family will not save us. Who else will come to help me in front of and behind this village?" The aunt sighed heavily, "I'm stupid, take it back. My mother is the only doctor within ten miles of the surrounding area. My mother... can't wait to die and refuse to save me."

"Oh, I'll listen to my mother!" The man immediately picked up the little boy from the straw mat. At this moment, a trace of blood dripped from the child's arms. It was bright red.

Ten days later.

Where is this? Where am I? Who am I?

Boom, a muffled thunder sounded loudly in Sun Fu's mind, stinging in great pain. The whole person hesitated in pain, as if he was about to shatter.

"Don't move, don't move, your injury has not healed yet. Bear with it." With a whisper, the eight or nine-year-old girl, wearing two small whips, wearing a tight jacket, and her legs and feet are slender. Her big, watery eyes flashed, and her very cute face. However, those hands helped Sun Fu's shoulders thrust, and she picked up a wet towel to wipe Sun Fu's forehead. It seemed that she had long seen the pain and symptoms of the patient, and her hands were very skillful.

Unfortunately, she didn't know what kind of pain was in Sun Fu.

After a long time, Sun Fu finally collapsed on the bed weakly. As the big cold sweat dripped down his forehead, a towel quickly wiped it past, constantly and gently absorbing the oozing cold sweat.

Three months passed in the blink of an eye.

"Amnesia...Brother Amnesia! Where are you? My mother called you to go home for dinner!" A sweet voice floated in this not-so-big village, and a little girl's figure ran towards the entrance of the village.

At the entrance of the village, under a century-old locust tree.

A young man sat blankly, looking at the continuous mountains far away outside the entrance of the village, pondering. The spring is full of green, and the earth is full of jade.

Who am I? Why can't I remember who I am? The boy was pondering and frowned. His handsome little face was filled with a strong sadness.

"Haha, brother who has amnesia! I knew you were in a daze here again!" The little girl approached from behind the boy, with a sunny smile on her face embellished with her extremely cute little pretty face.

"Yeah." Sun Fu responded lightly. Uncle, aunt saved him, and Xiaorou took care of him. These are all his benefactors. They have nothing to do with amnesia.

"My mother asked me to call you home for dinner." Lin Xiaorou said with a smile on her face. She always felt that my brother had something strange about me, but what was it... she couldn't figure it out.

"Okay." Sun Fu got up and walked towards the village. Lin Xiaorou pouted in dissatisfaction, then jumped happily again, following Sun Fu, humming a poem that might have been newly learned in a private school.

Xiang Lin Xiaorou can enter a private school and wear a well-behaved girl's family, but she must have a family background. Aunt Wang is the only rural doctor in the surrounding area. With this skill, she belongs to a family with a good family. Unfortunately, her husband who is proficient in treatment left early, so it is not easy for her to support her family alone. Especially her son Lin Ying's intelligence is somewhat different from that of ordinary people. She has failed to succeed in her life. However, Lin Xiaorou has been smart since childhood, and she is determined to inherit and learn the treatment skills of the Lin family. She is only nine years old and has a beautiful appearance, so some people say that they want to book a baby to kiss. Of course, Aunt Wang is willing, so naturally she will not agree to go casually.

"Brother Amnesia! You should walk slowly... Your knife injury has not completely healed yet!" Lin Xiaorou jumped and followed, feeling that Sun Fu was walking very fast in front of him, not like a seriously injured person.

"Oh." Sun Fu didn't say much, slowed down and waited for her.

"Brother Amnesia, can't you really remember who you are?" Lin Xiaorou asked softly. Although she knew what amnesia was, she was always curious at this age and could not realize the feeling of amnesia.

"Yeah!" Sun Fu nodded affirmatively. "My surname is Sun. I was originally in the provincial capital. Later, I moved to Wangcun there. There was an accident a few months ago, and I was the only one left at home."

"Hey! Do you remember?" Lin Xiaorou suddenly stopped and looked at Sun Fu with big round eyes in surprise. At this moment, Sun Fu also stopped, turned around and said slowly: "It's not that I remembered something, but that these are all told to me. You have told me for several months, how could I forget it?"

"Oh..." Lin Xiaorou's eyes slightly dim from the brightness. She felt a little depressed in her heart: He really doesn't remember who he is, alas...

Time always starts on Sundays, one day, one month, one month, and another month. Until five months later, one day.

The heavy rain was pouring, and the sound of deafening thunder was heard. Lightning was intertwined, accompanied by the sound of wind and rain, and dark clouds were covered with dark clouds. It was like the sky suddenly collapsed.

A flash of lightning woke Sun Fu, who was resting on the bed. He lifted the window and looked at the dim sky. Lightning was like a sharp blade, striking the earth again and again.

Suddenly! Crazy brake~ Boom!

Lightning was like a giant sword, heading straight to the village where Sun Fu was. The next breath, it had already hit the small yard in front of the window. As a burst of burnt smoke filled the air, huge sound waves directly knocked down Sun Fu, who was standing in front of the window, who had no time to dodge.

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