"I also don't know if that's the case, anyway, some thoughts just came up in my mind, and I find it a bit troubling, that's all." Qing Zhu really felt that way.
"It's okay, my sister said before, you'll remember slowly, don't overthink it, you'll definitely remember when it's time." Qin Jiale didn't know what amnesia felt like.
But seeing Qing Zhu working hard every day to remember past events, she felt a bit exhausted for her.
"It can only be like this, no matter what, I can remember many things now, I believe the day I'm fully recovered is not far." Qing Zhu didn't want to be an incomplete person, even if the memories were painful, she wanted to remember them.
"Yes, I believe you can definitely do it, Yuran, come to Aunty for a hug, okay?" Qin Jiale reached out in front of Qing Yuran, now this little girl was a few months old, getting cuter, her skin so fair, she looked like a porcelain doll.
