Even though he was hurt by Su Duhan's cold and was full of holes, even though he drew a knife and cut off the water that day to skim off his family affection, Chu Zhaohui still sincerely prayed to God to give his son a way to live.

The leakage is getting deeper, a little oil candle is dim, and the sky is getting brighter and darker. Chu Zhaohui stayed awake all night, kneeling in front of the statue of Guanyin and carefully copying Buddhist scriptures.

As the sky became brighter, Chu Zhaohui straightened his stiff back, respectfully held the copied scriptures and burned them in the brazier in front of the statue of Master Guanyin, and bowed down deeply.

At the beginning of the morning, the goose feather snow outside stopped for some time, and the long-lost warm sun passed through the thick clouds, casting a ray of broken gold sunlight on the face of Su Duhan, who had been sleeping unconscious.

Chu Zhaohui suddenly felt that her son's stiff fingers held in her hand were slightly bent, she stood up excitedly, looked at her son's face, and her heart was apprehensive, and it was mentioned in her throat.

Su Duhan's long eyelashes blinked slightly, and he slowly opened his eyes. The golden rays of the sun were a little dazzling, and he subconsciously raised his hand to block it, and a pair of clear eyes hit Zhaohui's concerned face.

"Mother", Su Duhan called happily, giggled a few times, and wanted to reach out to hug Chu Zhaohui: "Mother is here to call Twilight Han to get up?"

With such an effort, pulling the wounds on his head and legs, Su Duhan couldn't help but sigh, with a painful look on his face, and the body that had just been leaned up fell down softly.

"Dusk Han, you're awake, you're finally awake", Chu Zhaohui cried with joy, she suddenly lifted the curtain and called loudly: "Military doctor, please come over." ”

The military doctor gave Su Duhan an injection, and prescribed a prescription to calm the nerves, Mingzhu hurriedly grabbed the medicine, set up the medicine pot outside, and slowly boiled over a low fire.

Su Duhan seemed to be a little ignorant, but he cooperated with the military doctor to see the disease for himself. Seeing Mingzhu come in with the medicine, he said very politely, "Youlao girl", and drank it with a big gulp.

Mingzhu looked at Chu Zhaohui with an empty bowl, and both of them were a little surprised. She often accompanies Chu Zhaohui by her side, and is quite close to Su Duhan, Su Duhan always calls her Sister Mingzhu, and she has never been called a girl.

Seeing Chu Zhaohui's worried face, Su Duhan quietly shook his mother's hand, and a bright smile bloomed on his face: "Mother rest assured, Duhan is not so painful, Fang just accidentally touched the wound, and now that I have drunk the medicine, I feel much better." ”

It's been a long time since I've seen such a sparkle in my son's eyes, and maybe I've never heard my son talk to me so sensibly. Chu Zhaohui pointed to Mingzhu suspiciously and said, "Duhan, do you recognize her?"

While speaking, Concubine Xin accompanied Murong Hui and Tang Jia'er and others into the big tent, Su Duhan looked around, his eyes swept over everyone, and lowered his head shyly: "Forgive Durong Han's clumsy eyes, I don't recognize any of these people." ”

If it is said that he is fake, the clarity of his eyes is as bright as autumn water, so pure and beautiful, if he has amnesia, he only remembers Chu Zhaohui.

Murong Hui bent down, her eyes were as clear as a mirror, and she looked at Su Duhan deeply and said, "Cousin", waiting for his reply. Su Duhan bowed back very elegantly, but his eyes glanced helplessly at Chu Zhaohui, obviously not knowing what to call it.

Chu Zhaohui patted his back soothingly, and said warmly, "Your cousin Ahui, do you still know her?"

Su Duhan was dazed for a moment, and lowered his head sadly: "Mother, Duhan can't think of anything. Twilight only remembers running on the grass with Moli earlier, and then it was blank. ”

Such an outcome is fortunate or unfortunate to be difficult to understand. Asking Concubine Xin to take care of Su Duhan for herself temporarily, Chu Zhaohui was full of doubts and sent the previous military doctor to see him.

The military doctor has been checking Su Duhan's pulse for the past few days, and he knows his symptoms very well, and when he heard Chu Zhaohui's doubts, the military doctor thought for a while before saying cautiously: "Childe's brain is damaged, it is not strange to have these symptoms. In people's subconscious, they always remember what they think is the most important. About the same thing, he remembered Madame alone. ”

Chu Zhaohui's eyes were dark, and he asked quietly: "Then his whole life will be spent like this, and all the memories of the past will be erased?"

"This, I don't dare to say anything", the military doctor groaned deeply, and said seriously: "Childe may have been in such an ignorant and ignorant state all his life, and it may not be possible to recover by chance." ”

After sending the military doctor out, Chu Zhaohui stood quietly under the poplar tree, as if muttering to himself, and as if he was telling Su Rui what was in his heart: "Husband, if Duhan really forgets all the past, he only remembers that there is my mother, and it is not his happiness." Do you say?"

The old dreams of the past have become a thing of the past, he no longer remembers the heinous crimes he committed, no longer obsesses with his unwarranted identity, and is as simple as when he was a child, and his heart is like the clear sky of June to write innocence.

If that's the case, it would be another kind of happiness for mother and son to stay together like this.

Chu Zhaohui raised his head, and let Jiaoyang Nuan sink on his face that had not slept all night, and his eyes exuded a bright streamer. The poplar tree above her head made a sound in the wind, and its straight trunk went straight into the sky, like her straight spine at the moment.

Winter goes to spring, summer is cool and autumn is cold, and time flies by like electricity in a flash. It's just three years, but it's just a snap of a finger.

The earth is rejuvenated, and the border city has ushered in the most blooming time of the year.

Su Duhan rode Moli, and Ugin rode with him, galloping on the vast grass outside the border city. The former boy faded into a young man who was langrun, but his face still flashed with a childlike innocent smile, and he sprinkled laughter all over the place.

In the border city for three years, Su Duhan has always been accompanied by his mother, Mo Li, and Ujin.

He no longer remembers General Xiao Li and his old friends in the army, but it does not prevent him from becoming friends with them again.

Ugin and Moli both returned to him shortly after he was injured.

On that day, Ugin rode away with ink, and one man and one horse did not travel far, but stayed near the border city to wait for news. Su Duhan, who was seriously injured, reunited with Chu Zhaohui, and Ugin did not hesitate to lead Mo Li back to the camp in the border city.

Looking at the black and flawless Mo Li, Su Duhan, who was as innocent as a child, let out a surprise call: "It's Mo Li, it's my Mo Li." ”

He turned around and looked at Chu Zhaohui with bright starry eyes, his eyes full of lost surprise: "Mother, I had a nightmare, I dreamed that Mo Li was trapped in an avalanche. I was afraid that my mother would be worried, so I didn't dare to mention it, but I didn't expect it to be alive and back to me. ”

Su Duhan happily ran over and hugged Mo Li's horse head affectionately. Mo Li stretched out his tongue and licked Su Duhan's palm, and there were big tears in his eyes.