Don't go crazy, your mother is reborn

Qi Yue was a little puzzled: "Should I know him?"

"Of course not. How can ordinary people like us possibly know such a person?"

Qi Yu smiled and helped her tuck the loose hair on the side of her face behind her ears. Qi Yue subconsciously wanted to avoid it, but still managed to hold back.

For some reason, although her brother Qi Yu was very good to her, she always felt an inexplicable fear every time she faced him.

Qi Yu didn't care about her resistance and continued to look at her with a gentle smile: "Try it, how is my cooking?"

For some reason, Qi Yue felt a little guilty. What on earth was she afraid of with such a good brother?

The aroma of the food filled the room. Qi Yue took a deep breath and said, "It smells so good. It must be delicious."

As soon as he finished speaking, Qi Yu placed a peeled shrimp on the plate in front of her.

Qi Yue didn't hesitate and immediately picked up the chopsticks and started eating.

They are obviously siblings, but the younger brother seems to know everything, while she can't do anything well, even washing clothes and cooking are a mess.

Qi Yue was a little depressed. She was really not doing her job as a sister well.

Throughout the meal, Qi Yu was helping her pick up vegetables and peel shrimps, but he himself didn't eat much.

Qi Yue felt a little embarrassed: "Xiaoyu, you eat too."

She picked up the chopsticks and put food into Qi Yu's bowl: "Try this shrimp."

Just now she noticed that Qi Yu had been peeling shrimps for her, but she didn't even taste a single bite.

"Thank you sister."

Qi Yu looked up with a smile, and a pair of deep eyes on his fair and handsome face stared at her intently.

A humid sea breeze mixed with saltiness blew in from the window, making the incandescent lamp on the roof swing. The flickering light shone on his face, exuding an inexplicable sense of eeriness.

A vague image flashed through her mind, Qi Yue's hands trembled, and she suddenly screamed, hugging her head, beads of cold sweat dripping from her forehead.

Qi Yu stood up nervously, and her movements were so large that she almost knocked over the table: "Sister, are you okay?"

Qi Yue bit her lower lip, her little face as pale as paper. She curled up on the stool, groaning in pain, with messy and blurry images in her mind constantly changing like a kaleidoscope.

She held her head tightly and breathed heavily, like a drowning person who suddenly returned to the shore. After an unknown amount of time, Qi Yu heard her whisper a name: "Yan Qing."

His pupils contracted instantly and his raven-black eyelashes drooped, casting a heavy shadow on his fair face. His profile was pale and thin, looking even more eerie and strange in the swaying light.

He put his hands on Qi Yue's shoulders, his fingers tightened unconsciously, and he bent down to get closer to her, his voice was unprecedentedly hoarse and gloomy: "Sister, what did you say?"

However, the person curled up on the stool did not move. Qi Yu looked down with a gloomy face and found that the person had fainted at some point.

The pale little face was covered with cold sweat, and a few strands of messy black hair stuck to the sides of the face. The face that used to be delicate and bright now revealed a sense of fragility, like a fragile porcelain doll.

Qi Yu's cold eyes softened instantly. They didn't die in the explosion, nor did they resurrect, but because they drank his blood, Gu Baiwei forgot everything and only thought that she was his sister Qi Yue.

His thin, white fingers slid along the contours of her face little by little, his eyes full of obsession: "Sister, forget it, just stay by my side, otherwise... I will kill you again."

He reached out and carefully tucked her messy hair behind her ears, then bent down and gently picked her up from the chair. The moment he stood up, his heart suddenly ached and his whole body stiffened for a moment.

After a long time, Qi Yu took a deep breath and hugged Qi Yue as usual. No, it should be said that it was Gu Baiwei. He gently put her on the bed, took off her shoes, covered her with a thin blanket, turned around and walked into the kitchen again.

When Gu Baiwei woke up, she smelled a strong herbal scent in the air.

She frowned, supported herself with her arms and sat up on the bed. Her eyes passed through the open door and fell on the busy figure in the kitchen. Her heartbeat slowed slightly.

The handsome and thin young man, wearing a simple black T-shirt, was staring at the white casserole on the gas stove intently, occasionally opening the lid to take a look and adjust the size of the fire.

There was a gurgling sound coming from the casserole, and along with the sound, a strong medicinal smell wafted over from the kitchen, which smelled very bitter.

Gu Baiwei stared at the man's back for a while, then slowly withdrew her gaze. She had just had a very chaotic dream, and after waking up, she remembered some things...

She was not Qi Yue at all, and her surname was not Qi at all. Her real name was Gu Baiwei, and Qi Yu was not her biological brother, but her neighbor's brother. The two had a very good relationship when they were young, but for some reason she could not remember what happened after they grew up...

She couldn't even remember how she was injured and lost her memory.

At this time, Qi Yu walked in carefully holding a white porcelain bowl. Seeing that she was awake, a look of surprise appeared on her face: "Sister, are you awake?"

Gu Baiwei moved her gaze to his face and nodded gently: "Yeah."

Noticing her cold attitude, Qi Yu didn't care. He turned on the desktop fan on the table and carefully cooled the medicine.

As she was playing, she heard Gu Baiwei suddenly speak: "Xiaoyu, how did I get injured and lose my memory? Can you tell me?"

Qi Yu paused stirring with the spoon, turned to look at her, with a look of inquiry and hidden vigilance: "Sister, why do you want to ask this? Did you remember something?"

There was still a gentle smile on his face when he said this, but the knuckles of his right hand, which was holding the spoon, turned slightly white due to the force used.

Gu Baiwei originally wanted to say that she remembered her original name, but when she met those deep and dark eyes, she felt that this should not be known to Qi Yu.

She lowered her head slightly to avoid his gaze: "No, I just suddenly felt a little curious."

Qi Yu stopped stirring the spoon and stared at her with a gloomy look. After a while, he smiled and said, "This is all my fault. You said you wanted to go fishing with me, so I took you out on the boat myself. But the weather was bad, and there were storms. The boat capsized, and you accidentally hit your head and fell into the water. This is... It's all my fault. It's my fault. I shouldn't have taken you with me."

His words were full of self-blame, and while he was talking, his dark eyes were always fixed on Gu Baiwei, full of inquiry.

"Oh, I see. I can't blame you. I'm just too willful."

Gu Baiwei answered calmly, then frowned and looked at the medicine bowl on the table: "I'm fine, why do I need to take medicine?"

At this time, the medicine was almost cold, and Qi Yu's expression returned to his usual gentleness: "Be good, you just fainted from a headache, you have to continue drinking this medicine."

As he spoke, he carefully brought the medicine bowl closer to her and said like coaxing a child, "Sister, drink it quickly. It will be harder to drink if it gets too cold."

Meeting his inquiring eyes, Gu Baiwei's heart skipped a beat and she immediately reached out to take the bowl: "I'll do it myself."

But out of the corner of my eye I suddenly caught a glimpse of bright red spots seeping out of his bandaged wrist.