Sister Wang left before my mother, if she had taken those diaries, my mother would have found out, how could she have taken things from this house?

Moreover, Sister Wang doesn't seem to have any motives.

She was invited by Yu Zecheng, but Yu Zecheng could easily organize things by himself, how could he bother her with time and effort?

Well, in the end, only my mom was left.

Yesterday I was on the balcony with the kids, and my mom was the last to leave the house, and she most likely took those diaries with her.

But why did my mom take those diaries, and was she afraid that I would come and look through them and regain my memory?

Why should she be afraid that I will regain my memory? The more I think about it, the more I feel that my mother is hiding a lot from me.

She's not a good liar. I was honest and unpleasant all my life, so I let my dad send me away, and finally I was divorced by my dad powerlessly.

I looked at the clock on the wall, and the time on the clock was strange, and it looked like it was supposed to be unattended and out of power.

What about my phone?

I then remembered that my phone was not with me, and I hurried back to the children's bedroom to look for it.

The children were asleep, breathing softly and sweetly. It was so comforting to hear it in my ears that I stopped looking for my phone for a while and leaned down to kiss each other.

"Mom......" The two pairs were still immersed in their sleep, and shouted in a daze, and this "Mom" suddenly melted me.

"Well, sleep, mom is here......" I gently stroked her little forehead, whispering softly to soothe her.

She soon fell asleep again.

Looking at their immature and cute little faces, my heart slowly began to surge like a river and a sea.

Am I really Su Mo?

If I wasn't, how could I love and care so much about children?

If I were Su Li, how could I be so considerate of Su Mo's children?

Su Li has been busy with work and participating in various fighting competitions, and even if she truly loves her children, she simply doesn't have time to connect with them.

So who am I? Am I Su Li or Su Mo?

I was finally able to face this problem directly and began to doubt my identity involuntarily.

Is it really as Yu Zecheng said, I am Su Mo who invaded Su Li's body?

While thinking wildly, I gently stroked the second pair, and when she saw that she was asleep, I reached out and touched the big pair.

This touch scared me a lot, why are the big pairs so hot? Her forehead is hot, and when I touch her little body, it is also hot!

I was so frightened that I didn't have time to think about anything, so I immediately rushed out of the bedroom and ran into the study without hesitation, and took out a medicine box from behind the books on the second floor of the bookshelf.

I quickly found fever reducers and alcohol, and hurried back to my bedroom.

I hurriedly fed Dashuang with medicine, then diluted the alcohol and began to wipe her palms, feet, chest and back.

After a busy meal, Dashuang finally had a stable fever, looking at her little face moistened with sweat, I suddenly exploded emotionally and couldn't help crying.

Afraid that the children would be awakened, I covered my mouth vigorously. At this moment, I felt that I was too a failure, and I was really sorry for the children.

My gaze wandered to the medicine box, and suddenly I realized something unusual: how would I know where that medicine box was?

I am Su Li! Su Li, who has never been a mother and has given birth to a child, how can she know so many ways to take care of children?

Why am I so guilty of self-blame, why do I feel sorry for the children?

Why?!

Am I really Su Mo?

Suddenly, I remembered the "me" I saw in the bathroom mirror in my dream, she looked arrogant and indifferent, her aura was strong and detached, she should have practiced martial arts since she was a child!

Only that kind of woman would make Yu Zecheng such a man crazy!

Mirrors, mirrors!

These well-up epiphanies made my whole body tremble.

I tried not to make too much noise to open the door and leave the children's bedroom, and after glancing at the old sister Wang sleeping on the sofa, I resolutely pushed open the bathroom door.

Turning around and locking the bathroom door, I stood quietly facing the door for a short while, trying to adjust my emotions.

Yes, I'm going to summon another me! I have to summon her if I want to figure out who I really are!

But how do I summon her, how can I summon her, what should I do?

I slammed my head against the door, gasping for air from overtension.

I had to figure out how to summon her before I could turn around and face the mirror. I'm afraid I'll just look in the mirror if I turn around rashly.

How do I summon her? What did I do in my dream to make her appear?

I thought desperately, I washed my face and looked in the mirror at the scar on my face, and then what? And then I said something, or what came to my mind at that point?

I desperately recalled, imagining that I was in that moment in my dream a few hours ago.

I thought silently, one by one: I washed my hands and face a few times, and then looked in the mirror and carefully examined the scars on my face......

I finally remembered, I didn't talk to myself! I just thought to myself, it's good that there was no scar, otherwise it would have been too miserable!

At that moment, I thought about myself completely.

If she was Su Li, she would have been indignant at how much I cared about and enjoyed this body.

I understand!

I closed my eyes and muttered, "Don't be afraid, be calm!

I jerked around to look at the mirror on the wall of the sink, only to see her staring at me in the mirror!

I was so frightened that my heart beat and I couldn't help but tremble all over.

At first glance, she looks exactly like me, but when you look closely, she is completely different from me. There was a natural heroic spirit between her eyebrows and eyes, and her eyes were arrogant and indifferent.

I don't think I summoned her, or did I inadvertently summon her?

Could it be that I'm wrong? That's just me?

I tentatively raised my left hand, and in the mirror she looked at me coldly, at my raised left hand.

She didn't raise her hand!

My heart was pounding out of my chest, and my mouth was dry. "You...... You...... Who are you?......"

She withdrew her gaze from staring at me and tilted her head slightly to look upward. Zhu said slightly, "Don't you already know?"