"Amitabha, is Miss Yin okay?"

His expression was still concerned, but his tone was a little more deliberately distant.

Yin Suwen, who was on the sickbed, drank several sips of warm water before he heard the sound and looked up and saw Xinche. His eyebrows are still the same, gentle and unchanged, and his clear eyes seem to contain spring water and stars.

"Brother monk, it's you?!"

Yin Suwen only remembered that he had been playing in a huge and delicate garden for a long time, and when he remembered that he was going home, he forgot the time and got lost, but fortunately he met a kind monk brother to help. Now, as soon as I opened my eyes, I immediately recognized that Xinche was the same as the person in my dream.

"Brother monk, did you personally send me back? But where is this, doesn't it look like my mansion? ”

She smiled brightly, ignoring the pain in her body, pulling her heart's sleeve with one hand and being soft and glutinous. That look didn't look like a patient who had been sick and seriously injured for a long time, but more like a teenager, or rather, it didn't look like Yin Suwen.

Xin Che and He Caiwei didn't expect this to be the moment she was awake, and the two were stunned for a while. Xin Che thought carefully, and after thinking about it carefully, he guessed that it should be the side effects of the medicine of the bowl of soul rejuvenation soup. The Soul Returning Herb replaced the Soul Pill as medicine, although it also saved people's lives, but after all, there were other sequelae.

"Yin, Miss Yin, do you still recognize me?"

"You? I recognize, you are that kind monk brother. I was so playful that I got lost, so you sent me home. ”

"Do you know where your home is? Do you know who you are? ”

"My home? Who am I? ”

Xinche's eyes moved with every expression and movement of Yin Suwen, and he cautiously tried to ask, for fear that the Yin Suwen in front of him was already a person who had lost his mind and gone crazy. No, his nervous appearance completely amused Yin Suwen, who was also puzzled.

"Brother monk, don't be joking. My home is in Uehara Mansion, and I am naturally the eldest daughter of Yin Su of Uehara Mansion, how can I not remember? ”

She remembered her name and family, and it sounded correct, but Xinche felt that something was wrong. She knew herself very clearly, but her understanding of him was plausible, and her look, mannerisms, and even every smile made Xinche feel very wrong.

Xin Che had doubts in his heart, but He Caiwei, who had been observing from the sidelines, saw something. first gave him a look not to be anxious, and then took Yin Suwen's hand and asked softly.

"Then tell me, what year is it tonight, and how old are you?"

"This is very simple, this year is the tenth year of Shenghui. My mother said that I will be fifteen years old after this birthday, and I will be a big girl. ”

Yin Suwen didn't seem to like the atmosphere of being questioned back and forth, and after a few words, he ignored the two of them and only looked at the scars on his body. She didn't notice her words like a thunderbolt in her mind.

After all, she still forgot, forgot all kinds of grievances with Master Yin, forgot the countless entanglements with Zhang Shaoqing, and even forgot the encounter with Xinche. Her memories were thrown away out of thin air for ten years, forever stuck in that empty fifteen-year-old. At that time, she was still the pearl of the Shangyuan Mansion Yin, there was no whipping, no lover, no betrayal, and her mother was still taking care of her gently. And the heart in her eyes is no longer the heart of the Yunju Temple Master Che, Yin Suwen childhood memories of the little monk who accompanied the mountains and forests and her dream to save people after the image of the monk who completely coincided, became the monk brother in front of her.

"Alas, it's all my fault that I was disobedient and wanted to run out by myself. It's good now, it's strange that Daddy shouldn't be angry when he falls like this. ”

Yin Suwen checked for a long time only to find that she was covered with bruises and wounds all over her body, in her memory, these wounds were all because she ran to the mountains alone to play, and she inevitably blamed herself and asked for help from Xinche pitifully.

"Brother monk, where is this? Will you take me home? ”

"This is a medicine house in a valley, you fell and injured yourself, so you have to come here to see the doctor. When the injury is better, I'll take you home, okay? ”

Although his heart was already turbulent, when he faced Yin Suwen, who was only fifteen years old, his face still did not reveal any changes. He couldn't tell her the truth directly, and he couldn't force her to admit that all this beauty was just an illusion.

"It's okay, otherwise if I go back like this, my father will be angry when I see it, and my mother will feel distressed when I see it. My dad is a notoriously good man, but he always likes to restrict me with a bunch of requirements, and I am most afraid of him on weekdays. ”

She didn't see it and pulled Xinche to chat with He Caiwei about family life, although those happy and interesting stories only existed in her imaginary memories.

"Does it hurt? Although some of these injuries are more serious, I will definitely find a way to heal them, don't worry. ”

Seeing that there were scars everywhere on her body, but her smile was cheerful and simple, Xinche's heart suddenly felt very uncomfortable. He didn't know whether forgetting in such a way would be cruel or a gift to Yin Suwen.

"Brother monk, don't be sad."

Yin Suwen naughtily stuck out his tongue, and his hands naturally touched Xinche's cheeks, gently smoothing his frowning brows.

"It doesn't hurt, you see, it's almost well. Su Su is not so squeamish, and the monk brother should not be sad, okay. ”

・・・・・・

He Caiwei specially made a few good tonics for Yin Suwen, and talked with her for a long time before finally coaxing her to sleep.

Although Xin Che was not by his side, he had been guarding the door, He Caiwei passed by him with a basin of water, thought about it and turned back to sit with him.

"She refused to sleep, saying that she had been sleeping for a long time and was tired, so she took a sugar dumpling and coaxed her to sleep."

"Children's hearts are the same."

"Are you okay?"

Xin Che didn't answer, still looking at a lonely cold moon from afar. He didn't know if it was good or bad now.

"Judging from today's situation, she really only thinks of herself as a fifteen-year-old child, and the rest of the people and things have been completely forgotten."

"Is there a way to recover?"

Most of this was the after-effects of the resurrection soup, but she was neither insane nor crippled, but had forgotten all the memories of about ten years. Maybe those years were the last thing she wanted to remember in her heart, or maybe this result was her own choice, and the decoction was just an opportunity to induce amnesia. Master is also a master who is proficient in medical science, since he knows the result, why should he be lucky. Whether those memories can be restored or not is up to her, not you and me. ”