Since that day, Luo Sihan has not appeared at Cong Xinyue's house again, he just told Cong Xinyue on WeChat that something happened to Cong Xinyue's American side, so he went back early. Cong Xinyue didn't say anything, just asked him to take care, hoping that there would be a chance to meet in the future.

After Luo Sihan left, Xin Yue began to formally treat Moxie. After many treatments from Xin Yue, as well as psychological strengthening, Mo Xi can already react to Cong Xinyue's words, although he still can't give a verbal reaction, but at least he can make corresponding actions to Cong Xinyue's words. At the same time, as Moxie's self-isolation state lessened, his memories slowly returned, which made Moxi's often overwhelmed, battered brain that he didn't know how to face the images that rushed into his mind, and he felt fear, fear, and nervousness.

When Moxi was not disturbed by memories and the first personality Liang Ze, Moxi and Cong Xinyue and the children also lived a peaceful life. Moxie has been able to accept the presence of the child and will hold the child to play, but he has not yet realized that the child is his child.

"Moxi," when Xin Yue made lunch, she found that Moxi was sitting quietly on a chair in the garden with the child in her arms, looking ahead, completely unaware that the child was already crying.

"Moxi," Xin Yue whispered in his ear as she approached Moxi.

"Yueyue," Mo Xi seemed to have just come to his senses, turned his head to look at Cong Xinyue, and then looked down at the child, and then seemed to realize that the child was uncomfortable, "Xiao Xia, crying,"

"If you hug her like this, she will be uncomfortable, she will definitely cry, you have to hug it like this," Xin Yue patiently turned the child sideways, let the child lie in the crook of Moxie's right arm, and then put Moxi's left hand under the child's body, supporting the child's back, after doing all this, the child really stopped crying, "How about it, don't cry,"

Moxi looked down at the child laughing in the crook of his arm, waving his little hand, and laughed too, "Xiao Xia, don't cry,"

"Let's go have lunch," Xin Yue pointed to the room.

"Okay," Moxi stood up with the child in his arms and followed Xin Yue slowly into the house.

Cong Xinyue brought all the prepared meals to the table, and also helped Moxi prepare the dishes and chopsticks, "Moxi, pick up the chopsticks and eat." ”

Mo Xi learned from Xin Yue's example, picking up the bowl with his left hand and picking up the chopsticks with his right hand, but no matter how hard he tried, there was no way to pick up the dishes with the chopsticks and put them in the bowl. Moxie was obviously in a hurry, stirring around the plate indiscriminately, but the more anxious she was, the more she couldn't hold the food.

"Moxi, don't worry," Cong Xinyue immediately put down the dishes and chopsticks in his hand, walked behind Moxi, covered Moxi's back, held Moxi's right hand with his right hand, and taught him how to pick up the dish with chopsticks, "Moxi, look, this way you can sandwich the food into the bowl, understand?" ”

Moxie didn't answer, just put down the dishes and chopsticks in his hand, put his hands flat on his thighs, clenched into fists, lowered his head, and was silent.

"What's wrong? It's okay, didn't you already learn to hold a bowl yesterday? I will definitely be able to learn to hold chopsticks today," Xin Yue could naturally feel that Mo Xi was very depressed, but there was no way, his brain was irreversibly damaged, even if his memory began to recover, but walking, sitting and lying a lot of things didn't seem to be able to do, he was stupid like a three- or four-year-old child, and everything needed to be restarted.

"Don't," Moxi lowered his head, his hands clenched into fists, and his eyes were staring at his fists, "Yueyue, eat, don't care about Moxi, Moxi doesn't eat,"

"No, how can Moxie skip a meal?" From Xin Yue, she knew that Mo Xi was psychologically frustrated, and she lost her temper like a child, "Why don't you study today, or Yueyue feeds you, okay?" ”

"Don't," Moxi was almost gritting his teeth as he spoke, and his fist-clenched hands were trembling slightly, "Moxie no, need, Yueyue, eat, Moxi doesn't eat,"

"If you don't eat it, I won't eat it either, Yueyue will accompany Moxi," Xin Yue looked at such a stubborn Moxi, and she couldn't say how sad she was in her heart, and a good person became what she is now.

"Moxie, not good! Yueyue, don't accompany, Moxi! Moxi yelled loudly, and after yelling, he got up and prepared to leave the restaurant, but was suddenly pressed back into the chair by Xin Yue.

"Moxie! Look at me! Cong Xinyue also raised her voice, as if she was angry, in fact, Cong Xinyue herself knew that she was not angry, but just hoped that Moxi would listen to herself, "You can't do this!" Listen to Yueyue! Otherwise, Yueyue will be angry! Do you understand! Yueyue will be angry! Moxie, eat well! ”

Moxi seemed to be frightened by Cong Xinyue, quieted down all of a sudden, turned around slowly, faced the dining table, slowly picked up the bowl with his left hand, picked up the chopsticks with his right hand slowly, stiffly, and tried to pick up the dishes with the chopsticks, and fell halfway on the table, and then clamped it again, and then fell on the table again, and finally caught it in his own bowl, raised his head, and looked at Cong Xinyue timidly, "Yueyue, don't be angry, Moxi will eat, Yueyue, eat,"

Cong Xinyue, who was already about to cry, was looked at by Moxi's child-like timid eyes, and couldn't help laughing, "It's about the same, Yueyue has also eaten,"

From Xin Yue sitting back in his seat, he also picked up the dishes and chopsticks and began to eat, seeing that Moxi was still working hard, very mechanically using chopsticks to put the dishes in the bowl over and over again, and then put them in his mouth, his heart was also sour, and he couldn't help but reach out and put a lot of vegetables into Moxie's bowl, and his tone was soft, "Eat quickly, it's not good if it's cold, it hurts your stomach if you eat it,"

"Yueyue, stomach, it's not good, I know," Moxi muttered to himself as she ate.

"How do you know?" From Xin Yue stared at Moxi strangely.

"I know, here, I know," Moxie put down his chopsticks and pointed his finger at his brain.

"What else do you know?" Xin Yue pretended to ask casually while eating, she wanted to know what else Moxi remembered.

"A lot," Mo Xi put down the dishes and chopsticks and stared at Cong Xinyue very seriously, "I know that Yueyue, I am afraid of cold, my body, injured, very painful, seeing Yueyue, vomiting, very uncomfortable,

"Okay, Moxi, let's eat, don't talk about it," Xin Yue didn't want to hear it, she knew that Moxi's memory had begun to recover, but her mind still hadn't recovered, so she couldn't understand the pictures he saw, but Xin Yue also felt that all Moxi recalled were some bad memories, and he didn't remember the happy memories of her and Moxi.