Zhou Xiao felt pain in his brain and sore all over his body. He was in great pain.

But as time went by, the pain turned into a burning pain.

Fire, such a big fire!

What should I do? What should I do? There is someone in there. Save him, save him!

Zhou Xiao struggled, but the pain in her brain made her memory very confused, as if her memory was shattered into pieces, and it was very slow and difficult to piece them together.

Save him? Who...is he?

Who was it? Zhou Xiao struggled, his headache growing more and more painful, his face turning increasingly pale, and then he reached a critical moment...

Bang—the memory fragments in Zhou Xiao's brain exploded instantly, and then—

"Hurry, run, Brother Shao!"

She shouted this sentence unconsciously.

And this sentence was like a hint, causing the exploding memory fragments to gather instantly, piece by piece, faster and faster, and finally the memory that Zhou Xiao had forgotten came back.

"Hello, my name is Zhou Xiao, you can call me Xiaoxiao! Who are you, and why are you being locked up here by the director?"

A cute little girl looked through the window glass at the pale and pretty little boy in the abandoned house.

"I don't know." The little boy looked at her and shook his head.

"What's your name then?"

"Shao Qian, my name is Shao Qian!"

The picture froze on the little boy's face, a childish face that looked very similar to someone else's, also called Shao Qian.

It is clear who this little boy is.

Zhou Xiao murmured: "It turned out to be you!"

After Zhou Xiao finished speaking, those unfamiliar memory scenes flashed through his mind quickly.

Zhou Xiao witnessed the brief time when he and Shao Qian spent together and suffered together as children.

When Zhou Xiao saw that she had her neck hit by a burning wooden stake because of saving Shao Qian, she subconsciously thought of the scar on the back of her neck.

It turns out that’s how it stayed.

The memory ended when Shao Qian fainted and then he himself fainted.

Before I fainted, I saw many people rushing towards me, including bodyguards in black and doctors in white.

It seems that this is how they were finally rescued.

Zhou Xiao smiled and said, "Brother Shao, I did it! I let you go home!"

But why did both Shao Qian and I forget this memory at the same time?

Zhou Xiao was puzzled and wanted to continue reading to find the reason why he had forgotten, but unfortunately, there was nothing.

When he woke up again, he saw the dean of his own world.

The dean's words made her doubtful, and there were two different deans...

Next, it was the night with Shao Qian.

In fact, it was not completely without gain. At least Zhou Xiao knew that he had traveled through the book several times before this time.

The director said that he had a fever for a week and his condition was almost so severe that he suffered cardiac arrest. He was rushed to the hospital overnight and was saved.

But he clearly remembered going to the happy orphanage where Shao Qian was and saving him.

And the scar on his neck also confirms this.

But unfortunately, I don’t remember any of this, so all these strange things have been forgotten by me.

As for returning to this world at nineteen and meeting Shao Qian again...

Zhou Xiao's eyes softened. It turned out that by such a coincidence, I became the one who spent a night with Shao Qian.

I am Qi Han’s real mother, not his original self!

No wonder the original body has no impression of this memory.

Now that I think about it, of course she has no impression of it. It wasn’t her in the first place, it was me!

Why do I have such complicated feelings towards Shao Qian? I clearly dislike him, but I am still attracted to him. Does it turn out that their connection started so early?

That familiar necklace, and the strange and unfamiliar feelings it evoked for him...

Zhou Xiao remembered everything. That night in his original world, he collapsed from exhaustion from working several jobs. He had a high fever and stayed at home for several days. This must have been the opportunity that made him travel back in time.

As for the reason for this, Zhou Xiao still doesn't know.

After waking up, I did feel a little strange, but at that time I thought it was just a sequelae of a cold.

I was also the one who gave birth to Qi Han!

Zhou Xiao smiled gently as she watched herself scream in the delivery room all night and finally give birth to the child on the coldest day.

"Zhou Qihan, the child will be named Zhou Qihan. I pray that he will always stay away from the cold and embrace warmth. This is my hope for him!"

In my memory, I was smiling happily, gently kissing the newborn baby, and was full of expectations and love for his arrival.

Even though there was no one else around me at that time and only the new director of the Happy Orphanage was by my side, I was still very happy.

Zhou Xiao looked at the last scene which was frozen on the scene of herself feeding the little bun with a gentle face. The warmth and happiness filled her eyes with tears.

But why?

Why did this memory of mine disappear again?

Zhou Xiao analyzed these three memories. The first time, he was still young, and he had been to the gates of hell, so it was normal for him to forget.

That time when I was nineteen, it was just a high fever, and I forgot everything?

What about the time when the little bun was born? Why don’t I remember it?

Zhou Xiao didn't dare to think about what happened. Especially when she thought about what Qi Han had experienced, she wanted to cry.

If I had remembered everything at the beginning, if I had not returned to my own world later, would Qi Han be very happy?

Zhou Xiao's heart broke when he thought of this.

But Zhou Xiao knew that there must be something strange, and it was very strange, and she was not the only one who designed it.

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