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 Moxie recalled were some bad memories, and he didn't remember the happy memories of her and Moxi.

"Okay," Mo Xi obediently picked up the dishes and chopsticks and ate seriously, and said to himself halfway through eating, "Give Yueyue, injection, it's a bad person, Yueyue is very sad,"

"Moxi, eat, don't think about that person, he's not important," Cong Xinyue didn't know how to explain, the person who gave her the injection was Moxi herself, because with Moxi's current cognition, she couldn't tell whether the person in her mind was herself or someone else.

After lunch, Cong Xinyue still has to feed the child, this time is usually the quietest time for Moxi, he always looks very seriously at Cong Xinyue holding the child, feeding the child something to eat, and even shows a curious expression, as if asking if this thing is delicious? At this time, Cong Xinyue will use another spoon to feed Moxi what she has fed to the child, and then you will see Moxi smiling happily and tasting the food in her mouth.

After doing all this, Cong Xin Yue would hold the child and take Moxi to walk slowly in the yard, for a walk, Moxi was like an honest child, following behind Cong Xinyue, not close or far, and occasionally pinching Cong Xinyue's shirt with two fingers, but his eyes were looking in the other direction, as if to say I didn't know I pinched your clothes. Seeing Moxi like this from Xin Yue, she was both amused and sad.

In the evening, after dinner, it is Moxie's favorite time because it is bath time. At first, because Moxi didn't know how to take a bath by himself, Cong Xinyue would help him, and slowly Xinyue taught him how to take a bath by himself, and then Moxi began to lie in the bathtub and take a bath by himself, but what embarrassed Cong Xinyue was that every time Moxi took a bath, he would refuse to wear an outer coat, and only wore a small inner and ran around the whole house. Xin Yue didn't know how many times he had said Moxi for this, but he just stubbornly refused to change this problem. In the end, Xin Yue had to lock the door of Moxie's room when she was taking a shower, and when Moxi found that the door had been locked after taking a shower and she couldn't get out, she could only stay in her room until she was too sleepy to fall asleep.

When sleeping at night, Moxi would occasionally run to Cong Xinyue's room, stand there and stare at Cong Xinyue for a while, as if to confirm something, and he would not stand for a long time every time, and he would go back to his room after a while, Cong Xinyue would be scared by Moxi every time.

"Moxi," once Xin Yue couldn't help but stop Moxi, who was about to go back to the room, "You come back, you tell me, why did you come to my room at night, and stand for a while before going back?" ”

"Yueyue, I'm afraid of the dark, Moxi, confirm," Moxi answered Cong Xinyue's question very seriously.

"Moxie, I'm not afraid of the dark now, don't come to my room again in the future, go back to sleep by yourself, okay?" From Xin Yue was very helpless, she understood that although Moxi was already like a child, his concern for her was like a brand in his memory, and he remembered it whenever he could.

"Oh, okay, got it, Yueyue, don't be afraid of the dark," Moxi nodded seriously as if confirming this information, and then went back to his room to sleep. Since that day, Moxi has not been to Cong Xinyue's room.

The quiet life lasted only a month, and as the memories in Moxie's mind continued to recover, although his speech became much more coherent, his emotions became more and more unstable, sometimes painful, sometimes sad, sometimes angry, and sometimes inexplicably giggling alone. This made Cong Xinyue very worried, even if one day Moxi remembered everything, but because of the trauma of the brain, he couldn't control his emotions, and then did something out of the ordinary, which would be even more unfavorable to Moxi.

Early in the morning, Xin Yue found that Mo Xi was no longer in her room, and Xin Yue was nervous for a while, and ran downstairs to find that Mo Xi was sitting alone on the sofa in the living room, with a complicated expression on his face, as if he was angry and sad.

"Moxie, why are you sitting here alone?" From Xin Yue slowly approached Moxi, she found that Mo Xi still had some tears on her face, which made Cong Xin Yue even more worried about whether Mo Xi remembered something bad again, "Mo Xi, what's wrong with you?" Do you remember something unhappy again? ”

"Yueyue," Moxi looked up, his voice very low, obviously choked in his throat because of sadness, "I'm sad, I've hurt you,"

"What? Moxie, what are you talking about? Xin Yue faintly felt something bad in her heart, and she saw Mo Xi clenching her hands into fists when she said this, looking very painful.

"Yueyue, I think, get up, it's me who injected Yueyue," Mo Xi kept staring at Cong Xinyue, as if he wanted to find the answer from Cong Xinyue, "It's me, Yueyue, I'm a bad person, right?" ”

Looking at Moxi, whose eyes were full of pain and sadness, Xin Yue didn't know how to answer, she felt that no matter how she answered, she didn't want to lie to Moxi, but the truth would hurt Moxi, and after a long time, Xin Yue spoke, "Moxi, you're not a bad person, there's a reason why you did that, you just haven't remembered it yet, you won't hurt Yueyue, you are the best person in the world to Yueyue,"

"Really?" Mo Xi still stared at Cong Xinyue's eyes for a moment, "Yueyue, my brain, appearing, many things, is it me?" Am I a good person, a bad person? Liang Ze is, who? I, it's Moxie, why, hear, call me Liang Ze? ”

"Don't get entangled," Cong Xinyue didn't know how to explain, she didn't know if Moxi could understand the dual personality at this time, "Moxi and Liang Ze are both you, the names are different, you will slowly remember it in the future, I just want to tell you, you are not a bad person, understand?" ”

"I'm not a bad person?" Moxi frowned, as if he was thinking about something, "Why, in my head, there have always been policemen arresting me, and, Yueyue, why, I, I feel that you, by my side, are also going to arrest me,"

"Of course not," Xin Yue didn't know why, as soon as she heard this, she blurted out this sentence.

"Yueyue, if, I, am not a good person," Mo Xi lowered his head and thought about it, then looked up at Cong Xinyue, his frowning brows also stretched, and slowly showed a smile, "I, I like to be been, Yueyue, scratch, I like, Yueyue's taste,"

"Moxi," Xin Yue half-squatted in front of Moxi, wrapped her hands around Moxi, buried her head in Moxi's chest, and whispered, "Don't, I won't catch you, Yueyue won't catch you, I don't want to go through that again,"