Seeing that Song Yueying's expression didn't seem to be lying, Qi Yanjue's heart sank. "Don't you remember when you started forgetting me?"
"I don't remember." Song Yueying nodded honestly.
Qi Yanjue's heart sank again. Based on his years of experience as a reconnaissance soldier, this matter was not as simple as it seemed on the surface. He suspected that someone was manipulating things behind the scenes.
"When the news of my sacrifice came back, did something happen at home?" Qi Yanjue asked.
Knowing that he meant his home when he said "home," Song Yueying lowered her head.
It looks like she's reminiscing, but in reality, she's searching for traces of her life in her husband's family within the original owner's memories.
No, the original owner's memories are completely blank.
This is not normal.
“Qi Yanjue.” Song Yueying looked up at him. “I can’t remember anything about living in that house. I can’t remember anything at all.”
Her voice was too calm, and there wasn't a trace of panic or worry in her expression, as if she were talking about someone else's affairs. Qi Yanjue's face, however, could no longer be described as merely ugly.
His suspicions were confirmed; someone was indeed manipulating things behind the scenes.
"Do you remember what happened before we got married?" Qi Yanjue wanted to confirm how much of what happened between them she remembered.
“I remember,” Song Yueying replied.
Qi Yanjue then asked, "How much do you remember about what happened after you got married?"
He asked how much she remembered, instead of asking if she remembered at all, as he had asked in the previous sentence. Song Yueying was once again certain that this man was not easily fooled.
His vigilance is far beyond that of ordinary people.
"Qi Yanjue, can you sit down and talk to me?" After asking, Song Yueying added before he could answer, "My neck hurts when I talk to you with my head tilted back like this."
She sat on the bed, and Qi Yanjue stood beside it. She had to look up to talk to him.
If you keep your head tilted back for too long, your neck will definitely hurt.
"I'm sorry, it was my oversight." Qi Yanjue sat down on the edge of the bed. It was true that he hadn't considered the height difference between the two of them, even though she had just said that he had thought things through very well.
Sitting face to face, they could see each other's faces as soon as they looked up, making it easier to talk. Song Yueying nodded in satisfaction.
“I remember I got married, my husband died in a mission, and I became a martyr…” Song Yueying stopped abruptly, staring wide-eyed at Qi Yanjue.
Why did the original owner have no memory of living in her husband's family? The original owner had also forgotten what Qi Yanjue looked like, and Song Yueying sensed a conspiracy.
This is not abnormal, nor is it a coincidence; it is a complete conspiracy!
The original owner was framed.
No, to be precise, both the original owner and Qi Yanjue were outmaneuvered.
Seeing her like this, Qi Yanjue knew that she had also realized that this matter was not simple.
Song Yueying said, "So, my inability to remember you and living in that house is deliberate. Someone has erased my memories of you and the traces of my life in that house."
"From what I've seen so far, that's certainly the case." Qi Yanjue nodded; she was smarter than he had imagined, and he was a little pleased.
Song Yueying took a deep breath and asked, "Do you have any targets you suspect?"
Qi Yanjue was taken aback by her question.
"Is it really that surprising?" Song Yueying rolled her eyes at him. "I'm just a country girl with no power or influence. No one would go to such lengths to deal with me."
“You’re different. You’re a soldier, and your family is very capable.”
"This is definitely aimed at you!"
That makes so much sense that he was speechless and couldn't refute it. Qi Yanjue chuckled.
Song Yueying immediately became unhappy. "I'm talking to you about something so serious, and you're mocking me? Is it because you look down on me that you're being so disrespectful?"
"No, no." Qi Yanjue waved his hand and quickly explained, "I laughed because I thought your analysis made a lot of sense. You are very smart, smarter than I thought."
Song Yueying was pleased to be praised for her intelligence, but she said, "Don't think you can fool me just because you praised me. You can't."
"Of course." Since he had upset her, Qi Yanjue naturally had to coax her, echoing her words, "You're so smart, I can't fool you with just one sentence."
"You're just trying to fool me." Song Yueying glared at him with a dark expression.
"I'm not lying to you, I really am not lying to you." Qi Yanjue was practically swearing to the heavens that he wasn't lying to her, but he knew she wouldn't fall for it, so he changed the subject.
"I will have someone investigate, and once we find out who is behind this, I will definitely give you an explanation."
"No need." A cold glint flashed in Song Yueying's eyes. "Once you find the person behind this, just hand them over to me. I'll take my own revenge."
"Okay." Qi Yanjue agreed with a smile, then, remembering something, said seriously, "You said before that after you called out my name, my face became clear in your mind."
"Mm." Song Yueying nodded.
Qi Yanjue said, "I once heard someone say that some people, after being hypnotized, will forget what the person wanted them to forget. They might even be led by the nose without realizing it."
"They even answer some secrets that they are trying hard to hide; foreign countries use this method for interrogation."
"Then, something, or a word, can break the hypnosis without you even realizing it."
"Do you think you might have been hypnotized?"
Qi Yanjue had personally witnessed her hypnotizing Song's mother, which was why he asked Song Yueying that question.
That's a good question, a brilliant one. After all that buildup, this last question is the key point. Song Yueying gave Qi Yanjue a strange look.
"A person who has been hypnotized will not know that they have been hypnotized." She did not know whether the original owner of this body had been hypnotized, but she was certain of it.
The original owner's mind was under a restriction, and not just one.
Otherwise, his name wouldn't have been able to act as a key, unlocking the original owner's memories of him. The reason it's said to be more than one restriction is because the original owner's memories of her husband's family haven't been unlocked yet.
"What caused you to fall into a coma last night?" Qi Yanjue suddenly changed the subject.
Song Yueying blinked. This guy actually pulled this surprise attack. Trying to trick her out of her by surprise? No way. "Maybe he's just too tired."
She would never tell him that she had a dream after fainting, in which the original owner of the body came to say goodbye. If she dared to say that, he would definitely accuse her of practicing feudal superstition.
This answer was both unexpected and not unexpected, but Qi Yanjue was as perceptive as he was; how could he not see that she was hiding something? She was somewhat disappointed that she was unwilling to explain herself to him.
Knowing that he didn't fully believe her, Song Yueying sighed and said, "Actually, I don't know why I suddenly fell into a coma."
"It felt like needles were pricking my head, and then I didn't know anything."
Hearing that she had fainted because of a sharp, needle-like pain in her head, Qi Yanjue couldn't bear to ask her any more questions.
He felt sorry for her and couldn't bear to see her suffer; it all seemed unbelievable. He had saved her over a year ago, but she repaid his kindness with ingratitude, scheming to get married to him. He felt disgusted whenever he saw her.
Now, more than a year has passed, and after spending a few days with her, he no longer dislikes her and can see that she is no longer the Song Yueying of the past.
Although he didn't know the specifics, he had already decided to take her away from here and live a good life together.
Unexpectedly, she suddenly asked him for a divorce.
He didn't want to divorce her.
Both were lost in their own thoughts and remained silent for a moment, the room instantly falling into a stillness.
Looking out the window at the sky, Qi Yanjue stood up and said, "It's getting late. Do you want to get up and wash up, or sleep a little longer? I'll make breakfast."
After saying that, Qi Yanjue walked towards the door.
Song Yueying's leisurely voice sounded behind him, "Qi Yanjue, you released the news of your sacrifice, perhaps to mislead someone, and you had no other choice but to do so."
"I understand your predicament, but what I can't understand is why you didn't send me a message afterward?"
This wasn't what she wanted to ask; it was what she asked on behalf of the original owner of this body.
He was clearly alive, yet he released the news that he had sacrificed himself. He must be plotting something.
He completed the mission, but what about the original owner? He completely disregarded the original owner's situation.
The original owner and he got their marriage certificate in the morning, and he went on a mission that afternoon. Less than a month later, news of his sacrifice came back, and the original owner felt like her world had collapsed.
Her newlywed husband died for his country, leaving her in an awkward and unwelcome position in her husband's family. She had no choice but to return to her hometown and live as a martyr's widow for over a year.
A year later, her husband came back to life.
But she left us forever.
If it weren't for Qi Yanjue's righteous aura, Song Yueying would have suspected that he was a spy in disguise.
Qi Yanjue abruptly stopped and turned to look at Song Yueying. He was about to say something when the door behind him suddenly opened, and a figure rushed in.
"Little Shadow, you're awake! You're finally awake! You scared me to death!" Song's mother said the last sentence with a sob in her voice. She hugged Song Yueying and burst into tears.
This must be fate! Even the heavens are helping Qi Yanjue out of this predicament, what else can she say? Song Yueying felt helpless and gently patted her mother's back.
"Mom, I'm fine, don't cry," Song Yueying said gently.
With a sob in her voice, Song's mother said, "Let me hold you and cry for a while. I was so scared of you. I didn't sleep well all night because I was worried about you. I have to hold you and cry for a while."
You are not allowed to dislike me.
"I don't mind, I don't mind. You're my mom, and I'll never mind you," Song Yueying promised with a smile.
"That's more like it." After saying that, Song's mother couldn't cry anymore. She let go of Song Yueying, took a step back, and carefully examined her. Still worried, she asked, "Is there anything that hurts?"
"No, I'm fine." Song Yueying knew her mother was worried about her; her unconsciousness had really frightened her.
With her hands clenched into fists, mimicking the way a penguin walks and twisting her body, Song Yueying said to her mother, "Look, I don't feel any pain anywhere."
Song's mother was amused by her daughter's actions. Seeing that she was indeed alright, she finally felt relieved. She plopped down on the edge of the bed, intending to have a good talk with her daughter.
Seeing the mother and daughter getting along well, Qi Yanjue said nothing and turned to go out to make breakfast.
After the three of them had breakfast, Song Yueying suggested that she go to the hospital to see the injured people.
Qi Yanjue readily agreed, as he had said he would thoroughly investigate the attack, and he would definitely do so.
As for Song Yueying and Zhao Yiheng saying that those people were punished, he didn't believe it at all. He would take Song Yueying to see those people; maybe she could recall some clues.
Song's mother, however, firmly disagreed, blocking the entrance to the courtyard and refusing to let them through. The reason was the same: her daughter's sudden fainting had frightened her.
Seeing Song's mother like this, Song Yueying felt both touched and helpless, but she had a way to get her mother to agree.
Walking up to her mother, Song Yueying whispered, "Mom, I'm going to the county to find a good doctor to examine me, and I also want to buy some fabric so you can make me some clothes."
"What do you want the doctor to see you for?" Song's mother asked, puzzled.
Song Yueying said in a serious tone, "I suddenly fainted yesterday, so I have to find out why. Otherwise, if I suddenly faint again one day, it will scare you."
Upon hearing this, Song's mother quickly released them and even urged them to hurry back.
In this way, Song Yueying coaxed her mother with a few words, and then went out with Qi Yanjue, while her mother stayed at home to help her dry the herbs.
At the county hospital.
Zhao Yiheng's eyes lit up when he saw Song Yueying at the hospital. He quietly thanked Qi Yanjue and happily led the two of them to their previous ward.
After Qi Yanjue sat down against the headboard, Song Yueying sat down on the edge of the bed.
He specifically went out to instruct Chen Guangyao and Zhou Feng, who were guarding the ward door, to keep a close watch on the door and not let anyone into the ward.
Seeing Zhao Yiheng close the ward door and walk back, Qi Yanjue asked, "What happened?"
“Something terrible has happened, we’ve been exposed.” Zhao Yiheng walked to the bedside and stood there. “Yesterday afternoon, shortly after you left, the hospital director came to see you in the ward.”
"Chen Guangyao went to see you off, Luo Ming went out to investigate the attack on the two of you, and Zhou Feng, who was guarding outside the ward, happened to go to the toilet at that time."
"It just so happened that no one stopped him at the door, and the hospital director came straight into the ward."
"When he saw that no one was in the ward, he didn't make a fuss. He just privately asked me to go to his office to ask what happened."
After understanding the whole story, Qi Yanjue frowned, his starry eyes flashing with cold light. "You've already explained everything to the dean."
Zhao Yiheng shook his head and said, "I'm someone who can keep secrets, how could I possibly tell everything? But I can't hide it from the locals, so I have no choice but to tell the truth."
As he spoke, Zhao Yiheng's voice became much softer.
It's caused by a guilty conscience.
Qi Yanjue and Song Yueying were both shrewd people; they could tell from Zhao Yiheng's guilty look. There was definitely more to him than met the eye.
In other words, they've confessed everything.
"Is the dean a trustworthy person?" Song Yueying suddenly asked. When Zhao Yiheng spoke of the dean, his tone was not distant, but rather intimate.
She guessed that Qi Yanjue must also know the dean, otherwise why would the dean come to visit him in the ward? Seeing Zhao Yiheng and Qi Yanjue nod at the same time, Song Yueying knew that she had guessed correctly.
Seeing that she stopped talking after getting an answer, Zhao Yiheng immediately assured her, "Comrade Song Yueying, I can assure you that the dean is an absolutely trustworthy person."
"The dean is my grandfather's student, and he takes good care of us. He is trustworthy."
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