A big hand rubbed her head, and Ye Nianmo's voice was deep, "I'm there."

The gray sky had turned dark blue. In the car, Ding Yiyi's head rested on Ye Nianmo's shoulder and slept soundly.

He looked into the distance, at the junction of heaven and earth, a group of gray birds flashed their wings and flew over the branches, flying towards the mentally ill building painted with white walls.

In the blue sky, the white clouds were already vaguely visible, and the round moon refused to leave, struggling between the night and dawn.

He looked into the distance, with a rare sorrow in his eyes. The reason why Aoxue was like this is to some extent caused by him. He always emphasized to Ding Yiyi that her fate had nothing to do with her, but he could not deceive himself. The woman living inside had been entangled with him since she was a child. If she had not fallen in love with him, her life would be completely different.

"Nian Mo." The man on his shoulder murmured in a low voice. He turned his head, but saw that she was still asleep. She just murmured unconsciously just now.

The depression in his heart dissipated, and he kissed her hair, his eyes satisfied.

After the mental hospital opened early in the morning, Ding Yiyi and Ye Nianmo immediately arrived at Aoxue's room.

The room was noisy, and the two looked at each other before pushing the door in.

Aoxue shrank in the corner and looked cautiously at Yan Mingyao, wrapped in a thick sheet, looking very frightened.

"Xiaoxue, don't be afraid, you're too hot like this, okay, give me the quilt?" Yan Mingyao didn't dare to get too close to her, so he could only speak to her carefully from a few steps away.

Seeing Ding Yiyi, Ao Xue, who had been obsessed with words, suddenly said, "Sister protects me."

"You call me sister?" Ding Yiyi pointed at her backwards. She slowly stepped forward and found that Ao Xue was indeed not repelling her. Instead, she immediately grabbed her palm when she could reach her arm.

Ao Xue's expression was full of attachment, and a pure smile appeared on her familiar face, "Sister takes me away."

"What's going on?" Ding Yiyi covered her mouth, her voice already burst into tears.

Yan Mingyao closed her eyes in pain, "The doctor said that her mind may be only five or six years old now."

Aoxue sat on the ground, holding Ding Yiyi's sleeve with one hand, playing with the buttons of her clothes with the other, lowering her head and wondering what she was thinking of writing.

At this point, Ding Yiyi couldn't hate what she did, and just thought about how to cure him.

She wanted to leave and go to see the doctor, but as soon as she turned around, she heard Ao Xue's shrill crying, so she had to return to take her to the doctor's office again.

"The patient may have memory confusion. In her memory, you may be a very important person. She will automatically turn this very important person into the role she wants, and usually becomes a five or six-year-old thinking that should be inseparable from childhood."

Ye Nianmo was silent for a while, and then spoke after the doctor finished speaking, "She was an orphan when she was a child."

"That's right," the doctor nodded. "When I was a child, I was an orphan, so I longed for family affection. You may be very profound in her memory, so her memory became confused."

Ding Yiyi looked at Aoxue, and the other party was sitting obediently on the chair, putting his hands together in his knees. When he saw Ding Yiyi looking at her, he smiled back.

"It's impossible for her to cure it." Ye Nianmo asked.

The doctor looked through several pages of the case and said, "Maybe, but it takes a long time and requires a lot of people to cooperate."
Chapter completed!