Regarding the strange dream last night, she felt the need to ask Si Junli for clarification.

"Jun Li."

"Huh?"

"Is there really no impression of your parents or the past?"

"Nope." Si Junli shook his head.

His brain, which has a long memory, is completely blank.

"Do you remember a name, then?"

"What's the name?"

"Ye Luo." Zi Qianmo's thin lips opened slightly.

Si Junli's body was shocked, especially the pair of pure golden pupils, which suddenly shrank, and the whole person looked very wrong, as if he had been stimulated a lot: "Ye ...... Luo ......"

So familiar.

However, it is so strange.

Can't remember at all.

But deep in his brain, there was a voice condemning him: What you shouldn't forget, anyone can forget, you just shouldn't forget Ye Luo!

Si Junli stretched out his hands, covered his swollen and painful skull, and shook his head vigorously, looking quite painful.

Zi Qianmo didn't urge, just watched his reaction expressionlessly.

Great response.

Subconsciously stressed.

To say that this Si Junli in front of him has nothing to do with Si Junli, Ye Luo's own son in the dream, it is absolutely impossible!

Ye Luo is Si Junli's mother-in-law.

In the dream, he is still his own apprentice.

Therefore, can she boldly speculate - Si Junli in her dream and Si Junli in front of her are the same person at all!

"It hurts—"

Si Junli covered his head, and a low moan that bordered on pain overflowed from his throat.

"Don't think about the pain."

Ziqian Mo couldn't bear it.

It is inhumane to torture a child in this way.

She leaned forward, crossed the stone table, stretched out her hands, pressed them on Si Junli's temples, and helped him gently rub them.

A pure spiritual power passed along her fingertips into Si Junli's body.

Gentle as gurgling water.

Si Junli immediately felt no pain, and the feeling of swelling and pain, I don't know how much it has been relieved.

Even, it's very comfortable.

"Thank you, Sister Qianmo." When Si Junli raised his head again, there was no trace of pain on his beautiful little face.

Love her.

Loved it.

The closer you get, the more you like it.

The heart, beating because of her. The gaze followed her and never left her.

Good times always go by too quickly.

Xuanwu Academy has a rule that family members are not allowed to visit for more than two hours.

An hour and a half had passed, and he had only half an hour left that was extremely precious. I was very reluctant.

Zi Qianmo only glanced at it, and he could see what Si Jun was thinking.

She sighed in her heart.

This kid really has everything written on his face.

is the exact opposite type of scheming dog like Mo Dayan.

"Jun Li, do you like Xuanwu Academy?" She asked.

"I like it." Si Junli gave the answer without hesitation.

How can you not like it?

This is where Sister Qianmo lives, and where there is her, he likes it all.

"Then I'll show you around."

Zi Qianmo got up.

I simply became a tour guide.

"Okay." Si Junli followed her side, leaving the small courtyard of the dormitory, like a good baby.

First, I turned the Rilun Pavilion around.

Then, it was the Moon Shadow Pavilion, the Red Face Pavilion, and the Immortal Pavilion, and when he walked to the last pavilion of the Five Pavilions, the Star Pavilion, Zi Qianmo's footsteps paused.

She thought of someone.

The sleepy eyes that are always squinting,