If the boy is real, why doesn't he exist in her memory?
And...why did he protect her like that? Even, for her to be able to risk his own life and death.
Countless questions were like a mess, confusing Ruan Qi's brain.
She had dreamed of this boy before, but because she had no doubts about her memory at the time, she took it for granted that it was just a dream and that the boy was just a phantom in the dream.
But since she gradually remembered what happened ten years ago, Ruan Qi began to suspect that this young man whom she called 'Brother Bingshan' in her dream might actually exist.
But why would she forget him?
What does he have to do with the August 20 incident?
Where did they meet?
Ruan Qi couldn't breathe as she was burdened with doubts one after another. She lowered her head and covered her face, trying hard to search for the existence of this young man in her memory.
However, nothing was found.
This boy, like Jiang Chunian and the August 20 incident, disappeared without a trace in her memory.
"I chose to forget Jiang Chunian and the August 20 incident because I was too scared. Then why did I choose to forget that boy?"
Ruan Qi asked this question to herself, and then the image of the boy sinking to the bottom of the river by those men appeared in his mind.
Her heart throbbed inexplicably.
What happened to that young man?
Is he dead?
In fact, from a rational point of view, Ruan Qi knew that the boy's survival rate was very low.
He had already fallen into a coma before being thrown into the river. And the river was so deep that it would be difficult for the boy to survive unless he woke up immediately.
But, emotionally speaking... Ruan Qi hopes that a miracle will happen.
Although she had no memory of the boy, she subconsciously felt that this big boy whom she called 'Brother Iceberg' was a very important person.
Gu Ruanqi even felt that the reason why she forgot about the boy might be because she could not accept the fact that he had drowned.
After all, she was only nine years old at the time.
For a nine-year-old girl, watching the older brother she knew die trying to protect her, the excitement was too great.
Thinking of the scene in the dream, Ruan Qi couldn't help but sigh.
She rubbed her sore forehead, leaned back, and fell into the soft body of Simmons.
"Uncle Bai Li, are you asleep?"
"I didn't sleep." Bai Li's voice sounded in her head.
Ruan Qi stared at the dim ceiling, blinked her dry eyes, and said softly: "I dreamed about that boy again. Since I can remember the content of the nightmare, this is the third time I have dreamed about him. Bai Li
Uncle, do you think he is still alive?"
Bai Li: "..."
Alive.
Not only is he alive, he also has you in his hands.
Bai Li really wanted to tell the truth, but it concerned Ruan Qi's mental state, so he could only swallow the words back in frustration.
"Girl, don't think too much."
"Uncle Bai Li, I hope he can live." Ruan Qi opened his eyes in confusion, "Although I don't have the memory of that year, I always feel that he is very important to me."
This feeling has nothing to do with love between men and women.
She is just a nine-year-old girl who simply loves her most important friend.
Ruan Qi lost her memory and didn't know how close she and the boy were back then. But she couldn't forget the heartbreaking feeling in the dream.
"I want to find him. Whether he is dead or alive, I want to find him."
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