Chapter 17: True and False Amnesia
After Bai Qiuluo left, someone came to Li Chaoran's side, "Do you think she really has amnesia or is it fake?" ”
"It looks like it's real, but I'm not sure, I'll find out if I try it later." Li Chaoran said a word and left with someone.
Bai Qiuluo didn't dare to relax, even if there was no gaze behind her, she still jumped all the way back home.
It wasn't until she closed the door with her backhand that she leaned behind the door and breathed a sigh of relief.
"Qiuluo, why is your face so bad? Is it uncomfortable? Chen Ping happened to come out of the kitchen, and when she saw Bai Qiuluo's pale face, she hurriedly put down the things in her hand and hurriedly walked over.
"Mother, I'm fine, I just called the dog in the village to chase me, and I was almost bitten and scared." Bai Qiuluo casually talked nonsense.
"Is that so?" Chen Ping was still a little worried.
How does she remember that her daughter is not afraid of dogs?
Bai Qiuluo hurriedly smiled and said: "Yes, mother, I'll just take a rest, it just so happens that my mother came out, help me bring the basin to the kitchen, I'll go back to the house to rest for a while." ”
Bai Qiuluo said, shoved the basin into her hand, grimaced at her, and then hurriedly ran away.
"This girl, I really can't do anything about her." Chen Ping smiled helplessly and took the basin back to the kitchen.
Bai Qiuluo returned to the room, closed the door tightly, and then sat on the stool and poured himself a cup of cold boiled water, and poured a few sips in a big gulp, and then calmed down.
From the horror he felt when he first saw the man, to the barely calm now, Bai Qiuluo felt like a century had passed.
When she calmed down, she could concentrate on thinking about the person just now.
She said that she didn't recognize that person, so she naturally lied to him.
The person just now was the housekeeper of the Chu Mansion in the town, named Li Chaoran.
If that's all there is, it's fine, it's just a little rich.
The key thing is that Bai Qiuluo feels that the death of the original owner has something to do with him.
She has never forgotten that the deepest pain in the memory of the original owner was that she was hit by a carriage, broke her head, and had a splitting headache.
At that time, the original owner's eyes were stained scarlet with the blood flowing from his head, and he barely looked up at the carriage that hit her, and the face that poked out of the carriage window at that time was Li Chaoran.
Li Chaoran looked at the original owner at that time, his eyes were full of coldness and indifference, which was completely different from today's pleasant face.
The memory of Li Chaoran is a little chaotic and fragmented, and it is obvious that the original owner is very afraid of him, so it leads to the fragmentation of the memory. That's why after she woke up, she secretly spread the news that she had amnesia, just to prevent this Li Chaoran from coming to the door.
But I didn't expect to encounter it today.
Bai Qiuluo rubbed her somewhat sore head, she knew in her heart that this Li Chaoran was definitely not simple.
Now she can't recall all the memories about Li Chaoran, which means that she is actually very passive now.
Sighing lightly, Bai Qiuluo could only put Li Chaoran aside for the time being, only hoping that things would develop in a good direction.
"Shhh...... It hurts. When Bai Qiuluo raised his hand to rub his temples, he only felt the pain in his shoulders, and he felt that his bones were about to break.
Bai Qiuluo's face was distorted in pain, and only then did she react, her hand was injured today.
It's just that things are in a hurry, she patronizes and is busy, but she forgets about herself, and now she is idle, and the pain in her heart makes her a little unbearable.
Bai Qiu got up and closed the doors and windows, then sat down to untie his clothes and turned his head sideways to check his wounds.
The shoulders on both sides were already black and bruised, and the hoof prints had been made where the wild boar had stepped on, and they were already blackened by this time. There were also bruises on the side, apparently rattan strangled on the shoulder.
Bai Qiuluo gasped, endured the pain, got up and found a few herb powders to put on it.
I wrapped it in a clean white cloth to make sure that the powder would not be scattered, and then I breathed a sigh of relief.
There were a lot of things encountered in a day today, and Bai Qiuluo felt tired.
She leaned on the head of the bed, ready to take a nap to come back to her senses, but she didn't want to, this closed her eyes, and fell asleep directly.