Chapter 155 The soul has returned but the person is still awake, we meet but do not recognize each other
"Ajiu... look at me... I am Xiongxiong's brother!" Xiao Yu stretched out his hand and wanted to touch her cheek.
However, his hand had not yet fallen.
Suddenly, an extreme fear burst out from the girl's eyes!
"ah--!"
She let out a short scream, and her small body shrank back suddenly, like a frightened rabbit, curling up in the corner of the bed, looking at him warily with her confused and frightened eyes.
"You... who are you?"
Her voice was nasal, soft and sticky, but like the sharpest ice knife, it pierced into Xiao Yu's heart.
Who are you?
Xiao Yu's hand froze in mid-air.
The ecstasy on his face solidified and shattered bit by bit, and finally, only a pale look of disbelief remained.
"Ajiu...you...what did you say?" He heard his own voice asking, so dry that it seemed not to belong to him, "Don't you recognize me?"
"I... I don't know you..." Ah Jiu hugged his knees and whispered, tears already welling up in his big eyes, "You... you're so fierce..."
So fierce...
Yes, she always said he was fierce before.
But at that time, "Xiong" was a nickname that carried a sense of coquettishness and dependence.
But the "evil" now comes from the most instinctive fear of a stranger.
Chu Xuanyi and Qingfeng, who were standing by, were also stunned.
What is...going on?
Ah Jiu...lost his memory?
"Your Highness...don't be anxious..." Chu Xuanyi struggled to get up, but was stopped by Xiao Yu with a gesture.
Xiao Yu took a deep breath and forced himself to suppress the stabbing pain and coldness in his heart. He slowly withdrew his hand and tried to make his voice sound less scary.
"Okay... okay... I won't touch you."
He took a step back, and then another, until he was at a distance he thought was safe.
"Don't be afraid...I...we're not fierce." He pointed at himself, then at Chu Xuanyi on the bed, "We're your...friends."
Ajiu still looked at him warily without saying anything, but there seemed to be a hint of confusion in those empty eyes.
She tilted her head and her eyes fell on Chu Xuanyi.
When she saw Chu Xuanyi's white hair and old face, her little brows frowned in confusion.
"grown ups……?"
She called out softly, uncertainly.
These two words made Chu Xuanyi's heart tremble suddenly!
"Ajiu, you...you still recognize me?"
Ah Jiu looked at him, her eyes still a little confused, but the wariness had dissipated a lot. She nodded, then shook her head.
"I... I don't know..." she whispered, "I just think... you... you should be the 'adult'..."
She remembered a name but forgot the face.
She remembered the feeling but had forgotten everything about it.
"Then...what about you looking at him?" Chu Xuanyi pointed at Xiao Yu and asked in a gentle and persuasive manner, "What do you feel about him?"
Ajiu's gaze once again fell cautiously on Xiao Yu.
She looked at him for a long, long time.
Looking at his bottomless eyes, his tightly pursed thin lips, and his straight nose...
This face is very unfamiliar.
But...why, seeing his sad face that looked like it was about to break, my heart also ached?
"I..." She bit her lip and shook her head, "I can't remember... but... the smell of him... is not unpleasant..."
Not annoying.
Just, not annoying.
Xiao Yu closed his eyes and forced back the sourness that was about to burst out.
Just then, there was a burst of noise outside the door.
"Your Highness! Master Imperial Preceptor! Miss Jiu! I'm here to see you!"
The voice arrives before the person arrives.
Censor Qian walked in with his round belly and rosy face, holding several beautifully packaged food boxes in his hands.
"I heard Miss Jiu had woken up, so I asked my chef to make some of the most famous snacks in the capital! Osmanthus cake, almond pastry, lotus cake... Ouch!"
Before he could finish his words, he saw the strange atmosphere in the room and Ah Jiu, who was curled up in the corner of the bed and looking at him timidly like a little animal.
"This...what happened?" Censor Qian was stunned.
Jiu looked at the fat man who suddenly broke in, who was round and looked a little funny. The fear in his eyes was gone, but there was a hint of curiosity instead.
Upon seeing this, Censor Qian immediately put on what he considered to be the most amiable smile.
"Miss Jiu, do you still recognize me? I'm Censor Qian! I'm the... uh... hero who fell into the pit and helped you find the demon's lair!"
Ajiu blinked, and a glimmer of light seemed to flash in his empty eyes.
She stared at Censor Qian with her mouth slightly open.
"Fat...uncle?"
Censor Qian’s smile froze.
Then, he immediately grinned again: "Yes, yes, yes! It's me! Do you remember?"
Ajiu shook his head.
"I can't remember."
She answered honestly.
"Then how do you know..."
"Because you are...very fat." Jiu's voice was childish and contained a kind of innocent cruelty.
“…”
Censor Qian felt like he was hit by an arrow in the heart.
He laughed dryly twice, trying to save the situation: "Haha... Miss Jiu really knows how to joke. Come on, have some snacks, this is your favorite osmanthus cake!"
He opened the food box as if presenting a treasure.
The sweet smell spread instantly.
Ajiu's nose twitched slightly, and a hint of desire finally lit up in his confused eyes.
Seeing this scene, Xiao Yu's cold heart felt a little warmer.
As long as you still know how to love eating, it’s fine.
However, just when Censor Qian was about to hand over the snacks.
But Ajiu suddenly shrank back again.
She looked at the osmanthus cake in Censor Qian's hand, then looked up at the fierce man standing not far away who made her feel distressed.
She stretched out her little hand, not to Censor Qian, but to Xiao Yu, and asked tentatively in a low voice:
"Can I...can I eat?"
At that moment, Xiao Yu felt that his frozen heart was severely cracked by this timid question.
He knew that she didn't remember anything.
She didn't remember his identity, his name, or even anything between them.
But she instinctively sought his permission.
It seemed that in front of him, she would always be the little girl who needed to be pampered and controlled.
That’s enough.
Xiao Yu walked over slowly, and in front of everyone's surprised gazes, he knelt on one knee beside the bed, so that he could look at her at eye level as she curled up in the corner of the bed.
He took the osmanthus cake from Censor Qian and handed it to her.
His voice was gentler than he had ever been in his life.
"Can."
"As long as you want to eat it, all the sweet-scented osmanthus cakes in the world are yours."
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