Xu Chao's mind was in turmoil, more and more memories flooding into it.
Lin Zhiya gently called him her baby, telling him to eat more so he could grow big and tall.
Xu Ruhan read stories from the Analects with him, teaching him that a gentleman was open and at ease, while a petty man was always anxious.
His three older brothers, Xu Dongsen, Xu Zhou, and Xu Chuan, often brought out all kinds of toys to coax him into playing.
And Fu Sichen, with a stern look on his round, bun-like face, coaxed him into calling him Brother Chen.
Their faces appeared over and over in his mind. Suddenly, the scene froze on that night, when a doctor in a white coat slowly said something in his ear about forgetting the past.
A sharp pain suddenly stabbed through Xu Chao's brain. "Ah-"
Lin Zhiya held Xu Chao's hand tightly, crying with worry. "Chaochao, Chaochao, what's wrong? Don't scare Mommy."
"Mom." Xu Chao's voice was hoarse.
Lin Zhiya was overjoyed. "Chaochao, you're awake!"
Enduring the searing pain in his head, Xu Chao slowly opened his eyes. When he saw his mother's elegant, beautiful face, he gave a faint smile.
But the next second, he met Fu Sichen's worried, tense dark eyes, and an inexplicable sense of hurt welled up inside him.
He held Lin Zhiya's hand, his thin eyelids trembling uneasily, and murmured softly, "Mom, I don't want to be hypnotized again."
Lin Zhiya covered her mouth. "Chaochao, you know everything."
But after saying that, Xu Chao seemed to lose all his strength, and his eyes fell heavily shut.
Holding Xu Chao, Fu Sichen stood rigidly in place, utterly motionless.
Unable to bear watching, Xu Chuan finally spoke up. "Sichen, calm down."
"I am calm," Fu Sichen replied hoarsely.
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