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Chapter 082 A Letter

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Han Zineng nodded in panic and went to call the doctor.

"Master No. 1 Scholar, who kidnapped you?" The two guards from the capital asked nervously. They were so bold. They dared to kidnap the No. 1 Scholar. What's even more abominable is that they were all trained by Master Ren to die.

They didn't realize that the No. 1 Scholar had been kidnapped at all. Fortunately, the No. 1 Scholar came back safely. If something happened, how could they have the face to go back to Beijing to see Mr. Ren?

"I don't know." But it was definitely a woman, and she hated him. Han Ziran thought about everything after he was tied into a sack. When he thought of the woman punching and kicking him, he suddenly felt that the wounds on his face began to hurt again.

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When he broke away from the sack, he found that he was on the top of a hill, about a mile away from Han's house.

"Think about it carefully, the Number One Scholar, do you have any enemies?"

"What kind of enemies can Ziran have? He is obsessed with studying and gaining fame. He doesn't even have many friends and doesn't go out very often. How could he have any enemies?" Han's mother choked beside her and said to Ziran, as a mother, she

He was never willing to give a beating. Who could beat Ziran so cruelly, so hard that she almost couldn't recognize him: "Does it hurt?"

Han Ziran smiled faintly: "I'm fine." Ah... This smile pulled at the wound, which was really painful.

"Master No. 1, how many people kidnapped you?"

"It should be just one person." One, right? Is it one? Han Ziran was sure it was one person, but if it was a woman, could she carry him a mile away? Also, mother also said that he only focused on studying, not

He goes out often, and besides, how could he, a man like him, have an enmity with a woman?

"Old madam," the first guard asked Mother Han again: "If you think about it again, do the Han family have any enemies or people who are dissatisfied with the Han family?" The second guard was also worried. They still existed in a rural village.

The master couldn't detect it. This master really had any ill intentions towards the No. 1 Scholar, and this kidnapping was just a warning... Thinking of this, both of them broke out in a sweat.

Seeing her son's miserable condition, Mother Han could not help but cry. She could only shake her head and said after a while: "We in the Han family have never owed anything. We always repay kindness and will not wrong others even in the smallest things."

, Where are the enemies? If you are dissatisfied, there will always be some conflicts among the people in the village, but after thinking about it, no one would do such a thing. "

At this time, Brother Han returned with the village doctor.

"I heard that the Number One Scholar was injured? Where is he? Fortunately, I didn't go to see a doctor today." The doctor in the village has always been good friends with the Han family and watched Ziran grow up. Now when he heard that Han Ziran was injured, he put it down without saying a word.

Breakfast is here.

"I'm here." Han Ziran said calmly.

When the doctor saw Han Ziran standing next to him, he stared at it for a long time, then his feet went weak. Fortunately, he stabilized himself in time: "Zi, Ziran? Why did you get beaten into a pig's head?"

Han Ziran: "..." That woman was so cruel.

Half an hour later.

The doctor came out of Han Ziran's study, handed Han's mother a piece of medicine and several bottles of medicine for promoting blood circulation and removing blood clots, and left.

Before leaving, Mother Han repeatedly told the doctor to keep his family secret, and gave him a basket of eggs as a thank you gift. Then the doctor left, and she went to prepare some medicine for herself.

Han Ziran sat in the study and thought about the whole incident, but he couldn't think of a reason, so he stopped thinking about it and got up to put away his books.

He will go to Beijing to work in a few days, but what does he look like now? It seems that he has not seen what he looked like after being beaten. He only felt that his face was extremely swollen, and when he looked back, those people along the way were not there.

Recognizing him, I guess he doesn't look very good.

When he walked to the wooden basin, Han Ziran wanted to wash his face, clean it and apply some ointment, but when he saw his face reflected in the water, he shook his hands and the sweat towel in his hand fell into the basin.

The doctor honestly didn't deceive him, but he turned into a pig's head.

With a sigh, Han Ziran picked up the sweat towel again, wrung it dry, and wiped his face bit by bit. After wiping, he rubbed the sweat towel again and hung it up neatly.

Looking at this place that was said to be his study room and also the place where he slept, Han Ziran was confused. Just because he lost his memory did not mean that he had lost his judgment. With how much his family valued him, how could he let himself sleep in the study room?

Why did he let the two guards who accompanied him back sleep in the main room?

Although his mother said that he slept in the study for the convenience of studying, he always felt that was not the case. Moreover, since returning to the Han family, he always felt empty in his heart, as if something important had been forgotten.

His mother asked him to clean up the study and see if there was anything he wanted to bring with him.

He had little impression of these books, but after opening them, he knew all the contents inside. He must have read them all familiarly.

Han Ziran opened the drawer again. There were three thick books in the drawer. They were old. They must have been favorites before he lost his memory. He picked up one of them and flipped through a few pages. Then he stopped and opened it.

There is actually a letter on this page, and the cover says: Han Ziran personally opens it.

Han Ziran was a little surprised because the handwriting on the envelope was very familiar. Aren't they his own handwriting?

He picked up the letter, looked at it for a moment, and then opened it.

Familiar handwriting imprinted into my eyes.

Han Ziran:

If you opened this letter, you would have lost your memory.

Was she beaten? And was she beaten badly? That woman once said that if I, that is, you, abandon her, you will beat me severely.

Are you wondering who I am? I am Han Ziran, that is, you before losing your memory.

Han Ziran's eyebrows moved. This letter, which was four or five pages long, was actually written by him before losing his memory to himself after losing his memory? How... how could this be possible? How could he do it at that time?

Do you know that you will lose your memory in the future?

He sat down and read down word by word.

The letter read: Are you wondering how I knew that I would lose my memory? It was the woman who said it. Of course, she always said that I abandoned her and didn’t want her anymore. But I feel that I am not the one she wants.

If what she said to me is true, then the only explanation is that I must not remember her at that time.

Do you really want to know who that woman is?

Hehe, I won’t tell you.

Han Ziran: "..." In fact, he did not understand the meaning of this paragraph, and Han Ziran continued to read.

Isn’t it even more strange, how did that woman know that I was going to abandon her? Because she said that she was someone who had lived a new life. A new life? When I heard her words like this, I sneered, how could anyone in this world be able to live a second life?
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