I just broke up with my boyfriend and then I transmigrated into the world of "The Lost Tomb&quo

Ling Xiao called out to Zhuang Zhuang, which startled Zhuang Zhuang, who thought Ling Xiao was going to steal his food too. He quickly stuffed the food into his mouth.

Ling Xiao chuckled as he heard Zhuangzhuang still replying with his mouth full, and asked, "Zhuangzhuang, have you thought about regaining your memories?"

"What is memory?" Zhuangzhuang asked.

"Memory is probably like this: when you mention Wu Xie, the first thing that comes to mind is his appearance. In other words, it's like you're still thinking about what you ate yesterday."

"Ugh...no!" Zhuangzhuang thought for a moment, then took another bite of chicken leg before saying.

Then Zhuangzhuang said like a little adult, "If I ate something delicious yesterday, I will definitely want to eat it again today. If I can't eat it today, Zhuangzhuang will be very sad!"

If Zhuangzhuang eats something unpalatable yesterday and then remembers it today, he will be very upset because he ate something unpalatable yesterday.

My chubby brother said, "I'm just a kid, I don't need to think so much. Thinking too much will make me lose hair and stunt my growth. Forget about the past, don't dwell on it!"

"It's just adding to the trouble." Ling Xiao corrected him with a smile after hearing this. He wanted to pat the little guy's head, wondering what he looked like.

"Yes, yes! That's it, it just adds to the trouble." Zhuangzhuang nodded and repeated.

Ling Xiao knew that Fatty had anticipated he would ask this question, so he taught it to Zhuangzhuang, just in case.

But he can't really forget the past. Even unpleasant memories are still a part of his real experiences, aren't they?

"Brother Qilin." Zhuangzhuang saw the little brother when he turned around. He didn't know how long the little brother had been standing there, but Zhuangzhuang still greeted him politely. Brother Lingxiao said that children need to be polite to be liked, so he wanted to be a child who was liked. The little brother nodded in response.

Ling Xiao understood; the younger brother had come to his room to "see" him again.

"Hey bro, did you need something from me?" Ling Xiao turned his head toward the door and asked.

"No," the young man said curtly.

Ling Xiao nodded. This was already the norm between the two of them. Every time Ling Xiao found his brother in his room, he would ask his brother if he needed something, but the answer he always received was "no". His brother wouldn't always stare at him. Only when he got out of bed or wanted to drink water would his brother observe him a few more times, so Ling Xiao didn't feel uncomfortable.

After a while, Ling Xiao said, "I'm going to... use the restroom..."

"Mm," the young man replied.

Ling Xiao groped his way to his feet, but the young man didn't help him up; instead, he looked at him with a strange expression. Only when Ling Xiao bumped his leg did the young man step forward to help him up.

"Thank you." Ling Xiao said thank you. After the young man let go of his hand, Ling Xiao took a few more steps, but then he fell to the ground with a thud. However, he didn't seem to notice and was groping around haphazardly.

"What are you doing?" The young man frowned and asked, looking at his strange behavior.

"I'm walking," Ling Xiao replied. Had he done something wrong? Had he lost his balance? He couldn't feel himself walking on the ground just now. These past two days, he had often lost his sense of his surroundings. He knew there was something wrong with his body, but he didn't want to cause trouble for his brother Xiao Hua, so he tried to make it as inconspicuous as possible. He even put aside the wood carving he had just started working on. Maybe he had bumped into the table. Should he turn to the side?

Okay! Let's do that!

Then the guy saw Ling Xiao lying on the ground like a worm, twitching left and right a couple of times...

He didn't quite understand Ling Xiao's sudden performance art. Ling Xiao didn't hear the guy's questioning and assumed he was on the right track and might have really bumped into the table. So he continued walking forward, following the directions he remembered.

Finally, the young man couldn't bear it any longer and lifted him up. However, Ling Xiao didn't feel it at all and kept walking forward. With this step, he fell into the young man's arms. Ling Xiao, who had a close embrace with the young man, still didn't stop and continued walking forward.

Brother: ...Is this a new type of poison?

"Brother Lingxiao, what are you doing? Your actions are... kind of funny..." Zhuangzhuang covered his mouth with both hands, trying to stop himself from laughing out loud, while holding a leftover chicken bone in one hand.