From beginning to end, Cheng Haoyu didn't say a word, because to him now, they were just strangers. If he didn't know that he had amnesia, he would have thought they had recognized the wrong person.
"Are they also old acquaintances of ours?" Cheng Haoyu asked.
Zheng Xinyi smiled and nodded. "Yes! Auntie Fatty and Uncle Sun Xiang from the grocery store, the noodle shop owner and his son, are all old friends of ours. They've all been kind to us. When we got married, they even traveled thousands of miles to our hometown to send us their blessings."
Cheng Haoyu frowned slightly: "Really? But why don't I have any impression of them at all?"
"Haoyu, do you see the house opposite? Does it feel familiar?" Zheng Xinyi asked, pointing at Brother Mao's pawnshop opposite.
Cheng Haoyu widened his eyes and looked carefully at the house in front of him, remaining silent, but his head ached slightly.
"I originally bought this house from Bai Cuiping. I once opened a clinic here. At that time, Brother Mao was a gangster who ran a casino. He often sent people to cause trouble for me and stole my land deed. Later, you came to Beijing to find me, went to Brother Mao's casino alone and challenged them, and helped me get the land deed back. It was also from that time that I officially broke the shackles in my heart and decided to follow my heart and be with you." Looking back on that time, Zheng Xinyi felt so happy! Although Haoyu was beaten all over by Brother Mao at that time, and she was almost scared half to death, it has now become the most precious memory in her mind.
Cheng Haoyu listened to their story seriously, glanced at the pawnshop, and asked in a puzzled tone, "Then why did it become Brother Mao's pawnshop now?"
"Ever since you single-handedly helped me get the land deed back, Brother Mao has recognized you as his brother. For you, Brother Mao even closed his own casino and turned over a new leaf. After that, you two became good brothers who went through thick and thin together. Haoyu, do you really not remember all this?" Zheng Xinyi held his arm tightly and looked at him expectantly.
Cheng Haoyu tried hard to recall, some scattered fragments floated through his mind. He tried hard to grasp these fragments, but the harder he tried, the more his head hurt. Finally, he felt like his head was about to explode, and helplessly reached out to hug his head.
"Haoyu, what's wrong with you?" Zheng Xinyi noticed that something was wrong and asked in a concerned tone.
"I have a terrible headache." Cheng Haoyu responded with a grin.
"Haoyu, we don't want to do this anymore. Let me help you go to Brother Mao's pawnshop to rest for a while." As she spoke, Zheng Xinyi helped him into Brother Mao's pawnshop.
"What happened to my brother?" Brother Cat, who was entertaining guests, asked.
"Haoyu has a terrible headache. Can we find a place for him to rest for a while?" Zheng Xinyi said bluntly.
"Let's go upstairs first!" Brother Mao and Xinyi helped him upstairs together and carefully helped Cheng Haoyu onto the bed.
"Haoyu, drink some water." Zheng Xinyi took the cup and fed him water herself: "Haoyu, relax, we are not in a hurry, take your time to recall, think about it, there is no rush."
It took a long time for Cheng Haoyu to calm down.
Brother Mao glanced at Cheng Haoyu and asked in a low voice, "What happened to my brother?"
"Every time he tries to think about the past, he gets a headache." Zheng Xinyi said as she sat beside him with eyes full of heartache.
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