It seems that every time he gets close to her, he gets that strange feeling.
This feeling of not being able to see clearly or grasp something is really unbearable.
After studying all night, Su Ping fell asleep the moment her head hit the bed.
While she was half asleep, she seemed to hear someone calling her.
"Sister, wake up."
Su Ping opened her eyes and found herself lying on the grass, with a young child's face in front of her.
"you……"
Su Ping had just opened her mouth when she was startled by her own voice.
Her voice sounded like she was only a few years old, how did it become so young?
The next second, she choked on a mouthful of water and saw clearly what the little boy in front of her was dressed like.
He was dressed in tattered clothes, but his face was very fair. What shocked her even more was that he was wearing the kind of clothes that you only see in ancient dramas.
Startled, Su Ping quickly sat up from the ground and discovered that she was wearing a clean pink dress, which, like the little boy's, was completely soaked.
However, the little boy looked even thinner and smaller, clearly malnourished.
What's wrong with her? Is she dreaming?
Upon seeing that she was awake, the little boy burst into tears.
"Sister, I thought you were like Mother, never to wake up again."
When the little boy hugged her tightly, Su Ping was stunned for a moment. What was with this realistic touch?
Thinking of him hugging her with tears streaming down his face, Su Ping pushed him away with a hint of disgust.
Why would she dream about this child?
But as I looked at his face, it seemed kind of familiar.
She felt she had seen him somewhere before, especially with his red-rimmed eyes.
"Sister, Xiao Qi believes what you said. Please don't abandon Xiao Qi."
The little boy sniffed and spoke pitifully.
Su Ping was completely stunned, staring at him wide-eyed, and asked incredulously, "What did you say your name was?"
She said she wondered why the little boy looked so familiar.
Good heavens, even if she was really hungry and had a wet dream, shouldn't she dream about interactions between adults? How could she dream about two children playing house?
Upon hearing this, the little boy opened his big eyes and asked, "Don't you remember me, sister?"
Hearing him call her "sister" repeatedly, Su Ping subconsciously slapped herself.
As a pain shot through her face, Su Ping sat bolt upright in bed.
Her chest heaved, and the burning pain on her face reminded her that she had indeed been dreaming.
I dreamt of Song Qi, and he was a young Song Qi.
She's a real jerk.
It was already slightly bright outside. Afraid of continuing the dream she had just had, Su Ping didn't dare to sleep anymore, so she simply picked up her phone from the side.
She needed to find a way to quickly recover her previous memories; she didn't think the sense of familiarity she felt when interacting with Song Qi was a coincidence.
However, Xu Yichen told her with certainty that she did not know Song Qi before she lost her memory, so now she could only try to see if she could remember some things from before.
Su Ping opened her phone's notes app and typed in Song Qi's name.
At present, it seems that Song Qi is the only one who can remind me of some fragmented memories.
No, there's also that blue earring.
The image of the blue diamond earring that Tu Hengchuan wore flashed through Su Ping's mind. She had searched for it and found that it was a unique, one-of-a-kind piece.
It seems he's still around.
Su Ping added Tu Hengchuan's name to the memo, deciding that if she had the chance in the future, she would try to contact him again to see if she could recall more information.
By the time she had sorted out her thoughts, it was already 7:30 in the morning.
Unable to fall asleep, Su Ping got up to wash up. Just as she was wondering whether she should go to the school, her phone beeped with a notification.
I tapped the screen and saw that it was a message from my dad.
It's Saturday today, why is Dad sending her a message?
"Pingping, are you awake?"
Su Ping had just replied to his message when Su Zhinan called immediately.
“Great, Pingping, go to Dad’s study now.”
Upon hearing this, Su Ping obediently pushed open the door and went to Su Zhinan's study in the corridor.
The study was unlocked; she gently turned the doorknob, and the door opened.
"Dad is still away on a business trip. There's a document in the second drawer on the right side of the desk in the study. Could you help Dad deliver this document to the Shen residence?"
Su Zhinan sounded anxious on the phone, and you could tell how much he valued the document.
Otherwise, I wouldn't have been so worried about letting others deliver it, and I would have asked her to deliver it herself.
Su Ping nodded in agreement, but when she went over, she found that the drawer was locked.
Looking at the combination lock, she felt a bit overwhelmed and asked Su Zhinan on the other end of the phone.
"Dad, the drawer is locked. What's the combination?"
As soon as he finished speaking, Su Zhinan's assistant reported his schedule.
Su Zhinan only had time to finish his last sentence before he hurriedly hung up the phone.
"Pingping, the password is your birthday. Dad has something to do here, so I'll hang up now."
After saying that, he hung up the phone. Su Ping looked at the address Su Zhinan had sent, along with a voice message.
"Pingping, Dad has already spoken with President Shen on the phone, and the documents have been signed and stamped. You can just take them to him. Dad is going to a meeting now."
Su Ping was dumbfounded; it seemed her adoptive father had forgotten something.
She has amnesia and doesn't remember when her birthday is.
Su Ping tried opening it a few times, but found that it was impossible to open.
Finally, having no other choice, she turned around and went back to her room.
Finally, they found some documents in a drawer inside the wardrobe, including her ID card.
0822.
After memorizing these four numbers, Su Ping returned to the study, entered the numbers, and the lock clicked open.
Looking at the paper document inside, Su Ping picked it up in her hand.
Hearing the noise, Aunt Mei poked her head out of the kitchen and saw that she had already changed into a dress and was dressed to go out. She couldn't help but ask, "Miss, breakfast will be a while. Are you going out?"
As Su Ping walked towards the door, she replied to Aunt Mei, "Yes, I'm in a bit of a hurry, so I won't eat for now. You can eat later, Aunt Mei."
After saying that, he changed his shoes, took his car keys, opened the door, and went out.
I glanced at the address Su Zhinan had sent me; it wasn't particularly far, about a 20-minute drive.
Su Ping placed the documents in the passenger seat and drove directly towards the destination indicated on the GPS.
Fortunately, the traffic wasn't too bad. Once her car entered the villa area, someone came over to help her park it in the appropriate spot.
Looking at the villa area in front of her, Su Ping saw a completely different style from her own home. Judging from the decoration, the owner must be an elderly person.
Su Ping took the document in her hand, walked over, and rang the doorbell.
After three knocks, the door inside was opened, and an old man came out.
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