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Song Weiyu stared at him and suddenly reached out to unbutton his shirt.

His little brother had a scratch on his chest from a kitten, which was caused by a little wild cat that she secretly raised.

The location is right at the heart.

But when she unbuttoned the man's shirt, she discovered that there were more than just scratches on his body...

There were many unknown scars, some deep and some shallow, especially the one on the face, which spread from the side of the face to the neck.

Her hand gently brushed across the man's chest muscles, searching inch by inch for the familiar scratch among the numerous scars.

Han Guanshan knew what she was looking for, so he let her touch it and said with a smile, "The little wild cat that Qiqi raised ran away on its own on a rainy day. At that time, you puffed up your cheeks and said that it was not worth being sad about things that you could not raise well, and you simply disdained things that did not belong to you."

"Qiqi, do you still remember? I remember everything for you."

Of course she remembered.

At the same time, she also saw the shallow scratches on Han Guanshan's chest.

He was indeed Han Guanshan, the best brother to her in the world.

She got someone to lean on and suddenly started crying. She took the initiative to hug Han Guanshan's neck and sobbed, "Brother, why did I lose my memory? I only remember that you sent me to college, and I don't remember anything else..."

Han Guanshan looked in the mirror and saw the woman hugging him tightly, as if she was hugging the only drifting wood on the sea.

Qiqi, who belonged to him alone, was back.

"It doesn't matter, just forget it. Those memories are not important. It's enough that I'm still here, right Xixi?"

Song Weiyu sniffed, leaned on his neck and nodded, "Well, it's a good thing you're here."

She suddenly saw her fingers.

"what!"

I was so scared that I shouted, "Brother, my finger is gone!"

In fact, she didn't know. Not only was her finger gone, but the white mark left by the wedding ring on it, along with her wedding ring, was gone.

Han Guanshan carried her out of the bathroom and returned to the bed. "Don't be afraid. Qiqi's finger had a minor accident, so it was amputated."

She looked at the unfamiliar room, blinking her eyes wildly, and snuggled tightly in Han Guanshan's arms, refusing to go down.

What kind of accident was it?

There was also a wound on his face. Although it was on the side of his face and could not be seen from the front, he could see the ten-centimeter-long bloodstain if he tilted his head slightly.

Her whole body ached, as if she had suffered inhuman torture.

"It was just a car accident." said Han Guanshan.

She believed it because it was what he said.

"Brother, where's mom? I miss her..."

"Mom is gone."

Song Weiyu was shocked by Han Guanshan's straightforward words. Before her tears had subsided, they welled up again. "Mom, why did you die?"

"Xixi, it's just life, old age, sickness and death. When mom passed away, she was very peaceful."

Song Weiyu looked at Han Guanshan and suddenly felt a sense of strangeness. The man's deep eyes were so dark and deep that she couldn't see through them.

She didn't think much about it and just thought it was the passing of time that was causing trouble.

After all, I am no longer the naive little girl I was back then.

When she was taking a shower at night, she looked at the unfamiliar body in the mirror and wondered when... she became so plump and sexy that even she blushed when she saw it.

He lowered his eyes and saw a white horizontal scar on his lower abdomen.

This is……

She panicked, put on her nightgown casually, opened the door and called Han Guanshan, "Brother! Brother! I... did I have a child?"

Han Guanshan stared at her panicked face and touched her small chin with his hand. "Yes, we have a son."

Song Weiyu never thought that she would marry Han Guanshan, even though countless neighbors had joked about them over the years, saying that they were childhood sweethearts and a perfect match.

But, she got married and had a son?

"So, what about our son?"

"When he was in college, you thought he was too naughty, so you made him live on campus and not allowed to go home. However, you can see him during the winter vacation at the end of the year."

Han Guanshan's eyes were too passionate. Song Weiyu blushed a little. She turned away and clutched her skirt at the side of her body.

"I've washed it, you go and wash it."

The man grabbed the hem of his T-shirt with both hands and pulled it off from above his head, revealing his strong and muscular body in front of her.

She was stunned for a moment, without caring about being shy, and walked forward.

Her fingertips brushed over every scar on his body, "Brother, how did you get these?"

Han Guanshan raised his eyebrows. He couldn't say that it fell during the gunfight in Southeast Asia.

"Once, you were captured by bad guys and taken to Shanghai. I was chopped to death when I tried to save you."

Song Weiyu felt that the time she had forgotten was quite rough. When she looked up at Han Guanshan, she could not help but feel guilty, "I'm sorry..."

"Why are you saying sorry to me? I am your man. Isn't it my duty to save you?"

Man... Song Weiyu's thin face was broken by this word. He hurried to the bed and hid himself in the quilt.

Han Guanshan never stopped smiling.

This operation should really be performed on her.

However, adults all know that once you tell a lie, you will need countless lies to cover it up.

Her trust was built on the lies he told her.