Bo Jingci, who had been paying attention to her, didn't notice Song Jingmian's different address from the past. After he noticed that she woke up, his usually calm face finally changed.
"You're awake. Are you feeling uncomfortable? Can you please call the doctor first?"
Song Jingmian just shook his head and said weakly: "I'm fine..."
"Brother Aci..."
Her voice is not as sweet as before. It may be because she slept for too long, so her voice is a bit hoarse and dry at the moment.
When it fell into Bo Jingci's ears, he was left with deep heartache.
He held her hand a little tighter, "Are you hungry? Do you want something to eat?"
Song Jingmian just shook his head, his eyes filled with tears.
Bo Jingci suddenly panicked: "Is there any pain on your body?"
Song Jingmian couldn't hold back her tears any longer, and they started to flow down her face. She shook her head and said, "I remembered it, I remembered it all, Brother Aci..."
The man wanted to hold her in his arms and stand up. Her words fell into his ears and swirled in his mind several times before he vaguely realized something.
Those words of "Brother Aci" fell on his heart, and they also brought his memories and hit him hard.
Bo Jingci helped her up and sat on the edge of the bed, his voice a little bitter: "Finally..."
On the night when the two of them successfully escaped, because they had nothing to eat, their little bodies were already exhausted. After trying so hard to run a long distance, their bodies could no longer bear it.
When they knew that the danger had receded, they finally had time to spare, and it didn't take long for the two of them to fall asleep.
When he woke up again, Bo Jingci found that he was not in a dark and cold forest, but the familiar ceiling at home.
If it weren't for the stinging wounds on his feet, he would have thought that everything that happened last night was a dream.
When he woke up, the housekeeper was beside him. When he saw him sitting upright on the bed without saying a word, he quickly asked him how he was and if he was still uncomfortable anywhere.
Bo Jingci just shook his head and asked, "Where is Tongtong?"
Confusion appeared on the butler's face: "What?"
"Where's the little girl with me? Where did you place her?"
The smile on the butler's face froze for a moment, and then he slowly said: "Master, please don't be too distracted by irrelevant people."
Bo Jingci is young and has just experienced what happened last night. Faced with the friends he finally got to know, the emotions he had suppressed for a long time finally came out.
He suddenly stood up and stood in front of the butler. Even though he was much shorter than the butler, he was much more imposing.
"I'm asking you about Tongtong!"
Seeing that the housekeeper didn't speak for a long time, Bo Jingci became angry and raised his voice a bit: "Speak, don't tell me, then I'll go find it myself!"
The housekeeper hurriedly followed him. Because he deliberately threw away one of his shoes, the foot was covered with wounds. But even though it hurt, he didn't care and walked towards the door with great effort.
At this moment, a majestic voice suddenly came from the door: "How can you be so noisy?"
Then, a man dressed in black and carrying a cane walked in.
He was already old, with deep wrinkles at the corners of his eyes, and a majestic face full of indifference.
Seeing Bo Jingci, who was noisy when he woke up, he just glanced at him and sneered.
"Pack yourself together and get ready to read."
But Bo Jingci was not as obedient as usual, but suddenly knelt down and said with some sobs: "Grandpa, Tongtong is here."
The man laughed angrily: "That little girl you're talking about?"
He smiled very casually: "She will be where she is. Our family is not a charity."
"Grandpa, please send someone to look for her, okay? If you can find me, I will definitely find her!"
"Grandpa, please, please!"
"Jingci..."
The man suddenly lowered his body and looked level with him. His voice was extremely gentle, but his eyes were full of indifference and disdain.
"The Bo family never makes unworthy transactions. That girl has no value to the Bo family."
"Grandpa will tell you today that asking for help is the most useless thing you can do!"
"As the heir to the Bo family, you should think carefully about what you should do most now, instead of moaning here for an irrelevant thing!"
The man sneered, and when he stood up, he glanced coldly at Bo Jingci, whose face was stained with tears.
Then, he said indifferently: "Pack your things and read a book."
"grandfather!"
When he lifted his feet to leave, Bo Jingci grabbed his trousers and prayed in a humble voice, crying: "Can you go and find Tongtong back? I will definitely listen to you in the future!"
The man sneered again and moved his feet calmly, "Jingci."
"You don't have the right to negotiate with me yet."
As soon as he finished speaking, he glanced at the steward who was standing aside, "Take him to the ancestral hall and kneel until he admits his mistake."
Butler: "Yes."
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"I didn't know why they didn't bring you back..."
Bo Jingci's voice gradually became lower, "I begged grandpa many times, but he..."
Song Jingmian just smiled and gently held his hand: "I don't blame you."
She had really wondered for a long time why he suddenly disappeared, and she even thought that he had been eaten by wild beasts.
She felt sorry for herself, but when it was almost noon, she met the man and woman again, and she fell into their hands again.
After finding her, the two men tied her tighter and finally put her directly into the car.
Unfortunately, on the day we left the remote countryside, there was thunder and rain on the road and a car accident occurred.
When she woke up, she couldn't remember anything. The man and woman behind him just followed the trend and lied that they were her parents.
Later, the car broke down, and they took Song Jingmian for a ride. In that car, they met the director of the welfare home who was returning to his hometown to visit relatives.
She noticed something strange among them, and due to professional reasons, she was sensitive to this aspect.
Finally, with the help of enthusiastic people on the bus, Song Jingmian was freed.
So much so that she followed the dean all the time.
"I'm sorry..." he said hoarsely.
Song Jingmian shook her head gently: "A Ci...it's me who should say I'm sorry to you."
"I forgot everything that happened before. Even though I was still young at that time, those experiences were profound. Looking back now, I can remember even some details very clearly."
Bo Jingci: "If this memory brings you pain, it doesn't matter even if you can't remember it."
Song Jingmian chuckled: "I don't want to forget anything about you."
Bo Jingci leaned over and placed a gentle kiss on her forehead: "Mianmian."
His voice was gentle and caring: "I love you."
Song Jingmian also smiled: "I love you too."
