With a hook from the gang pet boss, Master Fu fell

"Yu'er." Ying Si looked anxious and walked towards her, subconsciously reaching out to check her pulse.

Fu Hanyu's movements were a little faster than him. He had already held Song Yu in his arms. He gently stroked her back with his big hands and watched her open her eyes and look at her worriedly.

Song Yu took a deep breath to calm down his emotions, and then said weakly: "I'm fine, maybe I didn't sleep well, I'm a little dizzy."

She said it was okay.

But her face was frighteningly white, and there were thin beads of sweat on her forehead and the tip of her nose.

When Ying Si heard what she said, he felt less uncomfortable. He relaxed a little and looked at the thing she just looked at from the corner of his eye. It was a plate in the servant's hand.

There were several barbecued pork buns on the plate.

The plate was a large, deep plate with a vermilion fish pattern printed on it. If she didn't have a special reaction to the barbecued pork buns, it was because of the pattern on the plate.

Song Yu's head still hurt a little. At that moment, a picture suddenly flashed in front of her eyes.

The picture didn't look like it was in a dream. When I woke up, it was blurry and I couldn't remember anything.

This time, the picture in her mind was of a person sitting opposite her, eating with a fish-patterned bowl in his hand.

She clearly saw the shape of the bowl. It was neither big nor small, about five inches.

She also saw that his hand holding the bowl was too thin, with distinct finger bones. It was obviously very slender, but it did not feel weak. When holding the bowl, it felt very powerful.

However, his figure was still blurry, as if covered with a thin layer of mist, preventing her from seeing his whole face.

Fu Hanyu gently massaged her temples to help relieve her pain.

It was the first time that Ying Si saw her like this, and he had a very ominous premonition in his heart. After asking the servant to serve breakfast later, he was also thinking about the plate.

To make her feel so stimulated and so painful, it must be the plate that triggered something deep in her memory, and the only memory she forgot was the memory about him.

At that time, for a long time, he was a blind man who could not see anything. He did not know what many of the things he used looked like.

Song Yu had a headache, but for a moment, he quickly returned to normal.

During breakfast.

Ying Si noticed that her eyes were always vague, and she pretended to glance at his hand casually, as if she wanted to see something from his hand.

After having breakfast.

When Ying Si went back, he didn't ask anyone to call the person in charge of kitchen purchasing to ask about the plates.

After all, the plate and the pattern on the plate are nothing special, they are very common.

Quite true.

He lowered his eyebrows slightly and looked at his hands, turning them over and over.

He has never looked so carefully at his hands, fingers, the shape of his joints, and even every flaw on his skin over and over again.

Finally, it was determined that his hands were normal hands, with clean skin and no noticeable moles or birthmarks.

Song Yu was also painting those hands at this moment.

They were a pair of hands belonging to a young man. They were so thin that there was almost only a thin layer of skin left on his fingers, just sticking to the long and clear joints.

His skin was dark and yellow, but also looked abnormally sickly pale. There were many wounds, scars, and brown spots on his skin.

But because his bones are so beautiful, they don't make people feel ugly and dirty. On the contrary, they can make people feel a little heartbroken for nothing.

Fu Hanyu looked at her words with a deep look in his eyes and said, "You can't tell anything with these hands. When a person grows up, his bones will grow and change."

Song Yu took his hand, put it aside to compare, and sighed regretfully: "Good-looking hands are always similar, but ugly hands are full of surprises."

When she was eating before, she also took a look at Ying Si's hands. They were also very beautiful. The fingers were long and slender, and the phalanges were clearly defined. And the most enviable thing was that the skin on his hands was as delicate and white as porcelain, without any flaws!

Even prettier than her hands.

However, she also looked at the hands of those servants, and there were differences in each of them. Anyway, they were not as beautiful as Ying Si's, and they were not as beautiful as the hand bones in her portrait.

Fu Hanyu comforted her: "You have remembered his hand. This is a good sign, indicating that your memory is gradually recovering. Maybe you can remember more next time."

In the past, her head would hurt when she dreamed or saw something that stimulated her memory, but what she saw was very blurry and she couldn't remember anything.

This was the first time that she completely remembered the man's hand and drew it clearly.

Song Yu agreed with his words. Perhaps because she had some clues, the picture in her mind became clear. She looked at him seriously: "I think it is necessary for me to go to Situ's house later. A trip to Satellite City No. 32."

Last time, she originally wanted to find some clues in her memory.

However, after entering the city, in order to track down Professor Sinan, he infiltrated the Situ family.

Later, it was determined that Si Nan was Situ Zhendong, and he learned the location of Hope's laboratory from his mouth.

After that, we entered the Dijiang ruins and went to Tiansheng Mountain.

"If Fifth Brother can find the person who saw you at that time, there will definitely be other clues. Let's go over and have a look." Fu Hanyu's eyes were dark and a bit chilly, and he continued: "This time we will make more noise, that If people knew you were back, they wouldn't be indifferent.

We will arrange everything in advance when the time comes. As long as he shows up, there is absolutely no way he will leave no clues. "

"Yes." Song Yu nodded, took a picture of the painting on the table with his mobile phone, and sent it to the group of their loving family. He also told Xie what she remembered and what she was going to do next. Li them.

Xie Li was recently followed and all his devices were monitored. In order to lure people into taking the bait, he did not log in to his private account and did not reply.

The Black Queen was the first to reply, but it was not related to what she was talking about: Xiaojiu, I got a good thing recently, called Dream Flower, have you heard of it?

It is said that after taking Jianshui, no matter what you dreamed about in your dream, you can remember it completely when you wake up.

Song Yu replied honestly: I have never heard of it.

However, there are many strange things in the hidden door, and it is not surprising that there is such a herb.

Black Queen: Then I will take a photo of the auction tonight for you, and then I will go to Satellite City 32 and wait for you. You can eat it and see if it can be useful in restoring your memory.

Song Yu didn't dare to eat randomly, but he still replied to her: Wait until I go over and take a look.

Shen Yuan disagreed and warned: Don't eat everything.

Black Queen: Lao Ba, you know nothing. Eating everything will only make Xiao Jiu's nutrition balanced.

Song Yu shook his head helplessly:...

I started watching them bickering in the group for 99 rounds, and the number of messages reached + every minute.

**

At dinner that day, Ying Si came over again.

After eating, the servants cleaned up and went down.

Song Yu released his senses to check and made sure that no one was watching them. Then he looked at Ying Si and asked friendly: "Brother Ying, when do you think it is appropriate for us to take action?"

After all, it was his own home that he wanted to steal, so he still had to ask for his opinion.