Fu Tingyu took the girl back to the hotel. After taking a shower, the two sat on the bed.

After listening to what happened, he realized that Wen Xin was not dead and was on the mountain.

This is the reason why the girl cried with joy.

The key is that the master does not let the girl recognize her mother, which is why she is sad.

At this time, Qin Shu's mood had calmed down. "The master did not say in detail about the specific matters of my mother's car accident, nor did he say how to save my mother."

This is what she is puzzled by.

"I think there is something strange about the car accident." Fu Tingyu thought for a while and asked, "The master doesn't let you recognize your mother, but he just doesn't want her mother to remember things related to Qin Hai?"

Qin Shu looked up at the man, remembering the fact that he had been hiding his identity, "Maybe a bit like yours."

Fu Tingyu was stunned. Why did he feel that the girl was rushing to get old accounts?

But then again, the master should have this idea.

I really didn't realize that the master, who is pure and weak, has no less possessiveness than him.

"I am different from the master. I didn't want to lie to you at first. I was also very unhappy when I learned that you didn't remember me either. But in the end, since I forgot, let's start over."

"The master said that he will help me recover some of my memory." Qin Shu paused and said, "I always feel that the master has hidden a lot of things from me, which should be related to my loss of memory."

This is her intuition.

"Part of memory?" Somehow, Fu Tingyu always felt that this was not a good thing. What if he only remembered the part of Han Xiao?

"Well, he didn't let me recognize my mother and restore part of my memory, which should be the compensation for me. But I would rather recognize my mother. How long has it been since I called my mother? How long has it been since I heard her say something, and I haven't heard her call me my nickname Xiaobao for a long time. As for memory, more than three years of memory, it's only a part of it, but it's still incomplete. It's better to wait until there is a way to restore it together."

Xiaobao's nickname was when her mother was born. When she was old, she still called it like this and was very doting.

The man carried her into his arms, "Then, wouldn't you let the master recover some of his memory?"

Qin Shu raised his head, held back his smile and asked, "What are you afraid of?"

"For more than three years of memory, if the master only restores your memories with Han Xiao."

Qin Shu thought for a while, "Everyone said that we either quarrel or fight when we meet on the mountain. If we restore that memory, you will definitely not think about it."

"That's different. Even if it's not a good memory, it's still ours."

Qin Shu leaned into his arms and said, "I don't know what you are thinking about yet?"

The man looked down at her when he heard this, but just laughed and didn't answer.

"I suddenly realized that the master was a little annoying. He didn't panic without hiding so many things from me." Qin Shu said jokingly.

The man pondered for a moment, "There should be something very important, I don't want you to know."

"What a pity, my husband and I can't beat the master, otherwise we can torture the master."

The man couldn't help laughing, "You are the only one who dares to say it."

Torture the master to confess?

The ancients said that respecting teachers and respecting Taoism, doing this is to deceive teachers and destroy ancestors, and it is contrary to morality.

She smiled and said, "I'll just live up to my mouth."

The man looked at her with an expression that I knew.

"But then again, one day, I will surpass my master."

The man smiled and nodded: "Well, you have ideals and ambitions."

Qin Shu suddenly raised his head and put his hands on the man's neck, "Your martial arts value will definitely return to its peak period. Then, we will surpass our master together. At that time, we can not only enjoy the mouth, but also the hands."

The man held back his smile and said, "Okay, listen to my wife."

Qin Shu originally wanted to ask his master some things the next day, and she wanted to ask whether he wanted to say it or not.

However, the master did not give her this opportunity.

It was dawn in the morning.

Fu Tingyu has always had the habit of getting up early. He glanced at the person who was sleeping well beside him. He knew that the girl liked to eat wonton noodles, so he decided to go to the snack street to buy a copy and buy some other meals by the way.

After he got up and washed up, he put on his clothes and left the inn.

Qin Shu was the only one left in the guest room.

The morning light had just climbed up to the windowsill, and the light was very soft.

At this time, a white figure jumped in from the window without making a sound.

The visitor was Qin Shu’s master, Ziqing.

Qin Shu, who was sleeping soundly, did not find anyone coming in, and she didn't know that her master came to find her in advance.

The man walked to the bed and looked at the person who was still sleeping on the bed. From the first glance when Qin Shu went up the mountain, he felt that she was very similar to Ling'er, especially her eyebrows and eyes, and her temperament, which was very similar to Ling'er several years ago.

After watching for a while, he suddenly reached out to Qin Shu's forehead and closed his eyes because restoring memory was not an easy task.

Especially when restoring some memory, it is even harder to grasp.

About an hour later, the man withdrew his hand, looked at Qin Shu again, and then turned around and left quickly.

Qishan Mountain Top

"go home?"

Ling'er looked at the man in surprise, wondering why he suddenly said he wanted to take him home.

After being together for several years, he never mentioned where his home was or what his identity was. She never asked about the peaceful and warm life.

Now that she suddenly went home, she was still a little unexpected.

The man nodded: "Well, we have already obtained the certificate. We should take you back and get to know me better by the way."

Ling'er suddenly felt that he had been staying in Qishan for her and had never seen him go back for the holidays over the years, which was actually quite difficult for him.

"Will it be difficult to meet Xiaojiu in the future?"

"Your thoughts are all on Xiaojiu." The man's voice was cold and undulating, but the jealousy smell was very obvious.

Ling'er smiled a little: "When are you planning to leave?"

Man: "Now."

Ling'er was even more surprised by such haste, but he thought that he had been in Qishan and hadn't returned for so many years, so he didn't say anything else.

The man has packed up the things and doesn’t have much to bring. The rest will be left in Qishan. Maybe he will have a chance to come back in the future.

After preparing for everything, he took Ling'er on a special plane and left Qishan.

In Qishan, Jiuyan left two people to guard the guard and cleaned the courtyard.

Qishan was also the master's efforts. He prepared for his mistress for a long time.

The woman had already obtained a marriage certificate with her master, which was the legitimate mistress.

A mistress suddenly appeared. After returning, those old stubborns would definitely cause another storm.

Fengyue Inn

Fu Tingyu placed wonton noodles and meals on the table, turned around and walked into the guest room, and found that the girl had not woken up, a trace of doubt flashed in his eyes.

Because of the warmth of things last night, they didn't do much exercise, and the girl wouldn't sleep until now.
Chapter completed!