Shi Zhiheng is unyielding, and it is rare to be sprinkled: "He is, he is, brother, he is brother!" ”

Ji Moyan was raised by the blue tendons on his forehead, and it was not a fight if he raised his hand, nor was it a ......

Hit it, he is reluctant, don't fight, this kid calls other people's brother casually, and he doesn't refuse when people call his parents, what is this called?

Shi Qing understood Ji Moyan's mood very well at this time, held his hand and said, "Calm down, calm down, look at me." ”

The soft little hand calmed Ji Moyan's stirring heart, and the big hand held the small hand without letting go, and acted gently when he looked at it.

Shi lightly: "......" eyes fell on the little boy: "Child, what's your name?" ”

The little boy was full of tears, opened his mouth, wanted to say something, but couldn't say it again: "Mom, I don't remember." ”

When I took a deep breath gently, I took a deep breath again, ahhh

Ji Moyan grabbed the gentle hand when he clenched it, and said to her softly: "Calm down, look at me." ”

Shi nodded solemnly: Okay, it's up to you.

Ji Moyan looked at the little boy seriously, and the little boy was afraid to hide in Shi Qing's arms.

Ji Moyan took a deep breath, took a deep breath again, no, I can't help it, little brat, let go of my woman!

This performance made Shi Qing very disappointed, Ji Moyan's performance was not as good as hers.

At the critical moment, it is still the son who is powerful!

Shi Zhiheng tilted his head suspiciously: "What about the names of Mom and Dad?" ”

The little boy thought about it carefully, and shook his head a little painfully: "Woo, I forgot." ”

Shi Zhiheng stretched out his hand to wipe the little boy's tears: "It's okay, then how much do you remember?" ”

The little boy shook his head, his mind empty, he didn't remember anything.

And finally—

Draw conclusions!

The kid had amnesia.

Probably because the death of the parents had too much impact on the child, he forgot selectively, and when he woke up, he was too greedy and missed his parents, so he recognized Shi Qing as his mother and Ji Moyan who held the child as his father.

Shi lightly numb his paws, and looked at everyone for help: "What should I do?" ”

The people who eat melons maintain good quality, and when the person asks for help, they immediately turn their heads and say to the people around them: "Ah, the weather is so cold, don't eat watermelon, let's eat some ice clear fruit, it can still be warm!" ”

Ji Rui cooperatively took out a few ice clear fruits and handed them to everyone: "Come, it's enough here!" ”

Shi Qingqing: What else do you want them to do with this group of people ......?! [Throw .jpg decisively]

Ji Moyan looked at the little kid in his woman's arms very unpleasantly, but he was not a ruthless person: "This kid doesn't remember anything, keep it for the time being, wait for him to recover his memory, and let him choose whether to stay or leave." ”

Shi lightly nodded when she heard this, she was also inclined to this, and did not agree with telling the child now that his mother had died in order to protect him.

"Mom?" The little boy looked at Shi lightly in confusion: "I'm sorry, I don't remember my name, is my mother angry?" The little hand grasped the placket of the shirt tightly, as if grasping the last straw.

Shi gently touched his head: "No, I, uh, mom is not angry, there was a group of monsters outside just now, you were injured by monsters, so you don't remember, you will always remember it in the future, huh?" ”

The little boy had some vague images in his mind, but if he went any further, he didn't dare to think about it, his head hurt very much: "Is my mother hurt?" "In those images, there was a woman who was injured, but she couldn't see her face clearly.