Cold Priest VS Ancient Ferocious Beast

"Little Momo, do you remember anything?" Su Qingchen held Little Momo's hand and asked carefully.

“Yes… wuwuwu…” Little Momo couldn’t stop crying.

"Okay, okay, don't think about it for now. I'll help you change your clothes and then we can go to the suite upstairs to rest, okay?"

"Wuwuwuwu..." Little Momo burst into tears.

Su Qingchen hugged little Momo with heartache. Facing the great sorrow that a person has experienced, all words seemed powerless.

"Or don't change his clothes, I'll carry him upstairs." Xiao Daxia said from the side.

Su Qingchen nodded.

"Little Momo, come here, I want to hold you." Hero Xiao bent down to pick up little Momo. He just hugged her gently, and little Momo leaned towards him like a kitten that had lost all its strength.

Xiao Daxia was also distressed: "Don't be afraid, kid."

Little Momo turned around and grabbed the collar of Xiao Daxia's shirt, leaning into his arms, crying softly and unable to control herself.

Mo Zhu went to open the door and took off his coat to cover little Momo.

Several people took a special passage to the suite where Mo Zhu usually rested. Su Qingchen had even decorated it in advance and placed many plants and ornaments that little Momo liked.

Among all the people, Ye Ming was the most nervous. He knew that the memories of so many years would not be fully restored all at once. This potion was like a switch. Little Momo would remember a lot of things, but it would take some time to fully recover. But, does little Momo have this uncle in his memory now?

Ye Ming followed behind the other person the whole time, wanting to speak but not daring to.

Hero Xiao put little Momo on the big bed covered with strawberry sheets, and the pillows on the bed were also strawberry.

"Little Momo, do you want to take a nap first?" Su Qingchen looked at Little Momo's listless state and couldn't bear to ask him too many questions.

"I don't want to sleep anymore." Little Momo leaned against the head of the bed with his head buried in his knees.

Although everyone was quite sad, Su Qingchen couldn't help but feel happy for little Momo: "Little Momo, you can speak complete sentences now!"

"Yeah, I got it. Woo woo woo woo..." Even though he was very sad, little Momo still answered every question.

"Have a sip of water." Xiao Daxia brought warm water and put a straw in it.

"Yes, come and drink some water. You've been crying for a long time. Moisten your throat." Su Qingchen said.

"Hmm." Little Momo leaned over and took a sip of water.

"Do you feel better?"

"Yeah." Little Momo responded while crying.

Su Qingchen took Xiao Momo's hand and said, "Xiao Momo, remember, I said that no matter what happens, we as a family will always love you, and no matter what decision you make, we will support you."

"remember."

"Well, just remember it. You can cry if you want, but don't be afraid or worried. We will face everything with you."

"Okay." Little Momo's mood gradually calmed down.

He looked up and saw the people standing around him.

"Uncle." He shouted to Ye Ming.

Ye Ming was overwhelmed with emotions and his eyes instantly turned red.

"I'm here." Ye Ming walked forward. He was not sure whether he was calling him uncle as Xiao Momo or as Ye Qiu.

Little Momo's hand reached out to Ye Ming's left hand, and Ye Ming quickly stretched out his hand.

Little Momo touched the colorful crystal pendant on Ye Ming's wrist.

"I'm Xiaoqiu." Little Momo said with a sob.

"I know, I know..." Ye Ming took Xiao Momo's hand, lay down beside Xiao Momo's bed, and burst into tears.

"Uncle, don't cry. Be careful or I will hide your socks later." Little Momo cried and comforted.

"Heh." Ye Ming cried and laughed, "I still remember a lot of things."

"I remember everything I should have remembered." Ye Qiu looked at Ye Ming. Although he could still not hide his sadness, his eyes had a sharpness that the little Momo never had before.

After hearing what Xiao Momo said, everyone finally felt relieved.

Su Qingchen took off the crescent moon pendant he had been wearing around his neck: "Xiao Qiuqiu, I have kept it for you for so many years, now it is time to return it to its rightful owner."

Little Momo looked up and shook his head: "Brother Xiaochen, this is a gift I gave you, you don't have to give it back to me."

"This is your identity symbol. Your parents made it for you because they love you. This can only belong to Ye Qiu. Can you give me another one later?"

"Don't return what the child gave you. Although he had no memory at that time, he gave you this because he really loved you." Ye Ming said.

"Oh, you've become a parent already?" Su Qingchen was a little jealous.

"No..." Ye Ming still respected Su Qingchen and Mo Zhu for all they had done for little Momo.

"Brother Xiaochen, take it. I have another pendant of the same kind." After saying that, Xiao Momo looked at Ye Ming.

Ye Ming nodded: "Yes, there is one more."

Of course Su Qingchen knew what they were talking about. The other one was from Xiao Momo's brother.

"Okay! You all know that I really like receiving gifts, so I'll just treat it as receiving it again." As he said that, Su Qingchen put on the necklace again.

Everyone's emotions gradually calmed down and they began to seriously discuss the follow-up issues of Xiao Momo.

"Now that you have recovered your memory, that is your little secret, we won't ask about it. But as for your name, if you change back to your real name now, it may affect your safety. So, your real name is still Su Mo, and we can call you Xiao Qiuqiu as a nickname, okay? I just called it that and I think it's quite smooth and cute." Su Qingchen said.

"I'm all grown up..." Ye Qiu was a little embarrassed. After all, he was so old now, and it was embarrassing to be called Xiao Qiuqiu.

"Then... let's both compromise and just call her Xiao Qiu..." There was another sentence, "That's what everyone at home used to call her." Ye Ming held back and didn't say it. He didn't want to be disliked by Su Qingchen for being the head of the family now, even though he was one.

"Okay! Xiaoqiu!" Su Qingchen agreed readily.

"So if I live here...?"

"You don't want me to live here?" Xiaoqiu said aggrievedly and coquettishly.

"When did I say I didn't want you to live here anymore? Did you forget I told you we'll always be family? Didn't I ask for your opinion? I'm a democratic person, I always respect your opinions."

For Ye Ming, Xiaoqiu would be much safer with Su Qingchen and Mo Zhu. Nothing was more important than this. He had no intention of accepting Xiaoqiu, but still let Xiaoqiu speak first.

Xiao Daxia was also very nervous. If Xiao Momo wanted to move away, what would he do...

"I haven't forgotten." Xiaoqiu sat on the bed and hugged Su Qingchen's waist.

"Then continue living here." Su Qingchen appeared cool on the outside, but was ecstatic on the inside.

"Yeah." Xiaoqiu nodded.

Hearing this, the corners of Xiao Daxia's mouth were a little damn hard to suppress.

"Are you feeling better? Do you want to change your clothes and go home first?" Mo Zhu asked.

"Okay." Xiaoqiu replied.

"Shall I help you change it?" Su Qingchen asked with concern.

"I can do it. I'm grown up." Xiaoqiu smiled.