"Su Xin, don't you remember us?" Leng Qianchen hurriedly stepped forward and grabbed the woman's hand.

So many points are compatible, this woman should be Zhuo Suxin.

The woman was like a cat with its tail stepped on, and she screamed, her voice was unusually hoarse, and it sounded as if her vocal cords were broken, which was completely different from Zhuo Suxin, but she screamed very high.

Her cry obviously alarmed the proprietress of the food stall next to her, she remembered that she had taken so much money from Leng Qianchen, and hurriedly rushed forward without caring about her face, and said to Leng Qianchen and them: "I forgot to tell you, the vocal cords of the little fan are broken, and the doctor said that it was due to the influence of the high-altitude air current, and there was a problem with the voice of the guide, I heard that this has to be operated on to recover, but it costs hundreds of thousands, who has so much money." ”

After Zhou Xianyang waited for her to finish, he suddenly asked her: "What kind of clothes did the little fan wear when he was discovered?" ”

"How do I know, you have to ask Lao Liu, Lao Liu is dead, he is the only one who has seen Xiao Mi dress at that time, but I remember that the description should be wearing a pair of coffee-colored pants and a moon-white top, it should be like this." The proprietress also said with some uncertainty.

Leng Qianchen and Zhou Xianyang quickly glanced at each other.

Yes, not bad at all, Zhuo Suxin was wearing such clothes on the plane at the beginning, exactly the same as the boss lady said.

In other words, there is a high probability that the disfigured woman in front of her is Zhuo Suxin.

"Su Xin, come here." Zhou Xianyang lowered his voice and stretched out his hands to her.

She shook her head, hid behind the proprietress and said nothing, but looked at her as if she was greatly frightened.

The proprietress continued to explain to them: "Little fan is like this, you have to say that she is stupid, she doesn't seem to be very stupid, she can live like a normal person, you have to say that she is not stupid, she doesn't dare to see anyone, she doesn't remember anything before." ”

Zhou Xianyang's heart felt an inexplicable tingling, and he glanced at Leng Qianchen.

The two of them are brothers, and there is no need to say anything, everything is in silence.

Leng Qianchen immediately understood what he meant, pushed his wheelchair, and came to the front of the proprietress.

Leng Qianchen tried his best to make his voice softer, and slowly said to her: "You are called Xiao Mi, right, in fact, your real name is Zhuo Suxin, and you are Xianyang's wife." You fell in a plane crash, and we came to pick you up and take you home. ”

Zhou Xianyang's hand was still stretched out to her.

Her eyes were clear, staring at Zhou Xianyang, looking at her eyes, in an instant Zhou Xianyang was sure: The woman in front of her was Zhuo Suxin.

Her eyes Zhou Xianyang remembered clearly, exactly the same as now. It's just that in her eyes, there used to be more peaceful, gentleness and entanglement, but now they are indescribably dazed, and there are other things that Zhou Xianyang can't understand.

Maybe it's because after she lost her memory, the whole person became different from before.

Sighing, Zhou Xianyang said to her softly: "Su Xin, I am your husband, I will take you home." ”

"Home?" She said with some doubts, as if she was asking herself, and as if she was asking Zhou Xianyang, her voice sounded extremely hoarse, completely different from Zhuo Suxin.

"Yes, back to our home." Zhou Xianyang said quietly.

Her body finally reacted, her feet involuntarily moved closer to Zhou Xianyang, and slowly approached him, her hands clasped tightly with his hands.

Zhou Xianyang looked at her left elbow, and sure enough, there was a clear cinnabar mole, a very small mole, which now looked a little bigger than before, and could be seen clearly.

She is really Zhuo Suxin.

Zhou Xianyang hugged her into his arms, she struggled a little reluctantly, and even Zhou Xianyang felt that the woman in her arms was a little strange.

But when it comes to thinking that she has encountered such a change, it is not too surprising that she has become very unfamiliar.

After struggling a few times in Zhou Xianyang's arms, she finally quieted down, and the whole person lay quietly in her arms, not moving, quiet like a little lamb.

"Qianchen, we're going home." Zhou Xianyang raised his head and glanced at Leng Qianchen and ordered.

"No problem" Leng Qianchen hurriedly stepped forward to push Zhou Xianyang's wheelchair and instructed Li Jianhong and his people to support Zhuo Suxin.

Just after walking a few steps, the scarf on Zhuo Suxin's face was blown by the windbreaker, and it suddenly fell off, revealing a very terrifying face.

That face was simply not a human face.

The face looks hollow, except for a pair of bright eyes, the nose and mouth and even the ears are almost just a few holes, such a face is definitely not Zhuo Suxin's face, or even Zhuo Suxin's face after being disfigured by a knife.

All the people present were frightened, none of them had ever seen such a terrible face.

"Who are you? You are not Su Xin, Su Xin's face is a scar, but your face is not a scar at all. Leng Qianchen's face suddenly sank, he was not a very strict person, and he was also giggling when he spoke, but at this time, his tone was terrifying.

"Who am I? The little fan asked Zhou Xianyang with a raised face, as if he was asking himself again.

Seeing this, the proprietress hurriedly came forward and waved her hand and said: "You are mistaken, she is really a little fan, she was stabbed on her face at the beginning, and it can be seen that the scars were scratched by the knife, which is particularly terrible, and then she is not inflamed on her face, and she can't sleep in the middle of the night. That's why she changed the house again, but she didn't have any money, no one to treat her, she made her look like no one is a ghost now, her face should be inflamed, you see some dirty stuff from time to time, that's why we all hate her. ”

After Leng Qianchen and Zhou Xianyang listened, the two of them glanced at each other and did not speak.

The proprietress sighed and said: "Xiaomi, in fact, everyone in the vicinity knows about it, just go and inquire casually, you have to thank my husband, it was my husband who rescued her from the fire." ”

Others didn't reply, Li Jianhong walked into Leng Qianchen's ear and whispered to him: "What the boss lady said is true, and we have known about this for a long time, but we were afraid of stimulating Zhou Shao, so we didn't say it." ”