"Mo Ting...Mo Ting..."
Mo Ting repeated her own name over and over, trying hard to recall, hoping to recover some memories from this name. Unfortunately, the more she thought about it, the more painful it seemed, and she covered her forehead with her hands.
"It doesn't matter if you can't remember it. At least you know your own name." Qin Nuo saw it and patted her shoulder gently.
Tang Rou and the others looked at each other in bewilderment. Ah Tu couldn't help but mutter, "It seems like he really has lost his memory..."
Dafu put his hands on his hips, thought for a moment, and said, "They say that some people who have lost their memory will regain their memories when they see something that left a deep impression on them or something very important to them. We can try to help you."
Mo Ting's face was filled with joy: "Are you really willing to help me?"
"What's the point of helping or not? We're classmates. Besides, you used to be a member of our guild, but you quit later." Tang Rou said.
These few simple words seemed to touch the depths of Mo Ting's heart, or perhaps she had been imprisoned for so long that she had long forgotten the feeling of being cared for.
At this moment, his eyes were red, and he couldn't help but grab Tang Rou's hands and said gratefully: "Thank you so much, thank you!"
Tang Rou blinked, her expression looking very unnatural. It was obvious that the original Mo Ting would never do such a thing.
In the back, Ah Tu and Ah Gai Du looked at each other, scratching their heads and saying, "Seeing her like this, I'm really not used to it!"
Mo Ting noticed everyone's awkwardness and tilted her head to ask, "What kind of person was I before I lost my memory?"
"You are very fierce and cruel. Once I didn't finish my homework and you almost twisted my head off!" Ah Tu said with lingering fear.
Ah Gai then said, "How else do you think you got the nickname Violent Ting?"
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