Chapter 222 Who Am I?

No matter how she lowered her head, she clenched the cup in her hands, and deep and shallow wounds were hidden in her eyes, but no one knew it.

"Can I ask?" The man suddenly opened his mouth, and his black eyes glowed with some invisible light. He seemed a little innocent, but also seemed a little puzzled. Shen Qingci felt that these should actually not belong to him.

"kindness……"

She replied softly, she put the cup against the corner of her lips, but her gaze, for some unknown reason, was slightly blurry.

"I want to ask," the man took a deep breath again, and this was the question.

"Excuse me……"

"who I am?"

Shen Qingci put down the cup in her hand, and then stared at him so seriously, she stretched out her finger again, pointing to the wounds on his head.

"You are injured, here."

The man moved his fingers up, and touched his head lightly, but the pain caused him to hiss involuntarily, but he couldn't find the slightest piece of memory that belonged to the past.

Yes, he can be sure, he has lost his memory, he can't remember some things.

Early the next morning, the old doctor came over.

"What's wrong with your son?" The old doctor saw that the man was awake, and there was no accident, just as he expected. He was awake, and he looked at his face, that is, he was awake, then It proves that this head is not bad, and of course it is not stupid.

"Headache," the man frowned and felt uncomfortable from time to time. It was really a splitting headache, especially when he thought of the past, it was an unbearable pain.

"Young Master's head has been hit," the old doctor continued after examining it, "I will prescribe medicine for Young Master for a few days, and it should not be so painful."

"So, when will I be able to remember the past?"

The man put his hand on his forehead, and now it really hurts. Even when he is talking, breathing, and even raising his eyes, he can feel the pain in his head like needles again and again.

"It's hard to say." The old doctor didn't have much confidence in such a disease. "It may be good after these few medicines are taken, or it may never be better."

When the old doctor carried his medicine box and went out, Shen Qingci was still dealing with the wild flowers, while the two dogs were lying at her feet and sparring from time to time.

"Girl, I'll prescribe a few medicines first, and then let my medicine boy come over and boil the medicine."

"Okay," Shen Qingci nodded and agreed. Soon after, the light around her was blocked again, and the man sat beside her again.

He picked up a bunch of wild flowers with his hand and put it under his nose, "This fragrance is very special."

"Well, some," Shen Qingci's eyes were always on the wrist of his right hand, but it was still smooth and white, and there was no scar at all. Maybe that kind of injury happened a few years later.

But she could tell that it was his.

She remembered his voice, and she never forgot it in her whole life, no, she would never forget it in two lifetimes.

And she has been thinking, what does he look like? Who is it? But in the end, she couldn't describe it in her mind, so she didn't know what he looked like?

Until she heard the familiar voice again, and the man she accidentally picked up.

he is he...

Should he be?

"What's your name?" The man knew that Shen Qingci was his savior, but now he was helpless and couldn't remember anything. He seemed to know her, and she was the only one.

"My name is Ah Ning."

Shen Qingci smiled, and in the clean pupils, these purple flowers were also reflected, and the corners of the man's lips were all in it.

She just guessed that he was supposed to laugh, just like she had guessed before.

"A Ning, it's a really nice name," the man couldn't help but stretched out his hand and pressed his forehead again. I can't remember.

"It seems that I have to rely on you to support me."

The man couldn't help but smiled bitterly, "But don't worry, I won't eat rice. If you want what you need to do, let me do it."

Shen Qingci nodded lightly and did not refuse. At this time, he didn't even know who he was. Her refusal was equivalent to abandonment, and abandonment was equivalent to killing him.

"Right," the man smiled helplessly again.

"I have to have a name. What should I be called? There is no one who always feeds me."

"What do you want to be called?"

Shen Qingci asked him, she never liked to laugh, but the light in this man's eyes would always warm her eyes, and when she was most helpless, he let her live at the end of this world, It is clean and peaceful.

The man really doesn't know, because he doesn't remember his name, so he lowered his head and looked at his dress, a white brocade, "Why don't I just call it Bai Jin?"

"Why aren't you called Bai Yi?"

Shen Qingci felt that the white clothes sounded pretty good too.

"Bai Yi is too ordinary, Bai Jin sounds better," the man decided on his name, and called him Bai Jin in the future.

Outside, the two dogs barked again, and the man's stomach rumbled.

He was embarrassed to touch his nose and secretly scolded whether his stomach was a little too useless, what a good name, it was a joke.

"Wait a minute," Shen Qingci stood up and walked out too. She went outside to get the food box back, while the two puppies followed behind her and danced happily. It was delicious.

When Shen Qingci first came, he found that all the wild flowers he picked had fallen to the ground, and he was busy early in the morning.

"That, sorry."

The man clenched his hand into a fist and put it on his lips, coughed lightly, and the incense on his fingertips was the best proof, I didn't mean it.

"It's okay," Shen Qingci came over, and then fanned all the wild flowers on the table under the table, and the two little ones stepped on those flowers from time to time to play.

Shen Qingci put the food box on the table, and then took out the vegetables and a roast chicken.

She was used to tearing the chicken legs off, originally for the gray wolf and the Sirius to eat, and both of them sat down obediently. Waiting for the master to distribute food for them, but Shen Qingci remembered that there was a man waiting eagerly.

She put both drumsticks in front of the man.

"give you to eat."

The man took it and bit it as soon as he put it to his mouth. No matter who he was in the past, now he doesn't remember anything, no matter what identity, what name, what memory?

He is just called Bai Jin now, a hungry Bai Jin, and that's all.