No one knows how much effort Song Rushuang put in to verify Qin Cheng's identity.
And the final result was not what Song Rushuang wanted to see.
System Xiao Ai's voice then sounded:
"What are you going to do now that the person is awake?"
"Xiao Ai, tell me, is there a possibility that he has lost his memory?"
It's not like she hadn't thought about this possibility before, but she didn't say it out loud at that time because she felt that there shouldn't be such a coincidence in the world.
But now it seems that this speculation is still very likely to happen.
"Ding, congratulations to the host for triggering the invisible Easter egg. Do you want to accept the random mission and help Qin Cheng recover his memory?"
Familiar mechanical sound.
Song Rushuang didn't react immediately.
"No, he really lost his memory?"
She suddenly thought of something and questioned System Xiao Ai:
"That's not right. If I remember correctly, didn't you tell me before that he didn't lie?"
If it weren't for his words, Song Rushuang felt that she would have thought of this level a long time ago.
System Xiao Ai's voice sounded somewhat guilty:
"Then he certainly didn't lie. He forgot everything, so naturally he didn't lie. All his current knowledge was told to him by others."
To some extent, people with amnesia are like a blank sheet of paper.
During the period when he first lost his memory, the identity others told him was naturally the identity he now believed to be true.
Therefore, if you want to restore Qin Cheng's memory, you have to find the first person who contacted him after he lost his memory.
"How about this, do you want to take this random mission?"
Song Rushuang didn't agree immediately, but asked curiously:
"What's the reward?"
"A collection of desserts from a hundred years from now."
Song Rushuang choked.
This is really what she needs most right now.
…
When Qin Cheng woke up, he was lying on the ground.
He woke up in the same place where he fainted.
He took a step forward and was tripped by something on the ground.
Looking down, I saw that it was wheat that had not yet been husked.
The wheat grains were plump, and it was obvious that they were not the same variety as the wheat he had collected for Lin Bing before.
Qin Cheng touched his neck and found it a little sticky. The original pain and itching had disappeared, indicating that the medicine had been applied.
Almost everyone is in the hospital now.
Therefore, it seems that the person who applied medicine to him could not be anyone else except Song Rushuang.
Qin Cheng himself didn't know that he would actually faint.
What is going on?
When he found Song Rushuang, Song Rushuang was staring in a daze at a pile of wheat that appeared out of thin air.
She didn't expect that the wheat that the golden land gave her this time was still unprocessed wheat that had just been harvested.
Moreover, if someone saw him appearing out of nowhere, he probably wouldn't be able to explain himself even if he had eight mouths.
"Xiao Qi?"
Song Rushuang's body trembled, then she looked at Qin Cheng with a frown.
How could she forget that Qin Cheng was still at home?
Without waiting for Qin Cheng to speak, Song Rushuang asked directly:
"Are you wondering where all this wheat came from? If I tell you now, I don't know either. They just appeared out of nowhere. Can you believe it?"
Qin Cheng was stunned for a moment.
He probably didn't expect Song Rushuang to say this.
He didn't speak immediately.
And the system Xiao Ai has already started to answer:
"I know, I know! This is what you humans often say, 'There's no silver here, there's only one hundred ounces!'"
“…”
Song Rushuang was speechless for a while.
She looked up at Qin Cheng's thoughtful expression and smiled awkwardly.
He no longer had the self-righteous attitude he had just had.
"Ah, that's not what you want to ask? Then what do you want to ask me?"
"Why did I faint?"
Song Rushuang's first reaction was to immediately distance herself from the matter:
"I didn't do this. My uncle-in-law also ate the dessert. You can ask him if he's okay!"
"There are still some red spots on my face that haven't gone away. What's the reason?"
Song Rushuang suddenly became quiet.
She thought about it for a while, and then chose to tell him the truth.
There's no way.
She is just a child herself, and if Qin Cheng does not cooperate, it will be difficult for her to help Qin Cheng recover the lost memory.
"The reason you fainted isn't because there were drugs in this dessert, but because there are things in it that you are allergic to and cannot eat."
Qin Cheng frowned slightly: "What is it?"
Song Rushuang told him directly: "Peanuts."
Her certainty immediately made Qin Cheng wary.
"Then how did Xiao Qi know that I was allergic to peanuts?"
Song Rushuang looked at him deeply:
"Xiao Qi, I don't know. I just heard from my mom that my uncle is allergic to peanuts, just like me. I didn't expect that you, Uncle Qin, would be allergic to peanuts too."
"Are you still doubting that I'm your uncle?"
Song Rushuang didn't say anything, but she was already complaining in her heart:
I'm not doubting it, you might be my great uncle!
"Uncle Xiao Qin, can I ask you if there are any other people in your family?"
She just didn't believe that the person who fabricated his memories could have fabricated this information so perfectly.
Qin Cheng said in a deep voice: "Fengcheng Qin Family."
Song Rushuang was stunned for a moment.
Without her having to ask, Xiao Ai, the system, had already taken the initiative to explain the situation to Song Rushuang:
"It's probably equivalent to the Gao family in Luocheng."
“…”
Song Rushuang was somewhat surprised.
So, is there really such an identity?
Qin Cheng stood up straight. Now that his identity was questioned again, Qin Cheng's reaction was not that intense.
Maybe it was because he himself found it really strange.
Two people who look identical are allergic to the same thing.
Are there really such coincidences in this world?
Song Rushuang didn't say anything else, so Qin Cheng didn't ask any more questions.
"I'm leaving first."
Song Rushuang saw that he had already stepped out of the door, and her voice suddenly became a little hurried:
"Qin Cheng!"
Qin Cheng paused, then turned around and looked at Song Rushuang with some confusion.
"What's wrong, Xiaoqi?"
"If, I mean if, someone tells you now that you have lost part of your memory, would you believe this person?"
After asking the questions, Song Rushuang felt her heart in her throat.
She knew that asking such questions was like running naked in front of Qin Cheng, an adult.
So, she was also worried that Qin Cheng would just walk away.
But in fact, Qin Cheng did not react excessively to this sentence.
Under Song Rushuang's expectant gaze, Qin Cheng said calmly:
"If there is evidence, I think I would be willing to believe it."
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