Chapter 1350 Find Brother Bingshan

If the boy was real, why didn't he exist in her memory?

And...why is he protecting her like that? Even, for her to be able to disregard her own life and death.

Numerous questions were like a mess, making Ruan Qi's mind ache.

She also dreamed about this boy before, but because she had no doubts about her memory at that time, she took it for granted that it was just a dream, and the boy was just a phantom in a dream.

But ever since she gradually remembered what happened ten years ago, Ruan Qi began to suspect that this boy whom she called 'Big Brother Bingshan' in her dream might actually exist.

But why would she forget him?

What is his relationship with the 8.20 incident?

Where did they meet?

Confused one after another, Ruan Qi couldn't breathe, she lowered her head and covered her face, trying to search for the existence of this boy in her memory.

However, nothing.

Like Jiang Chunian and the 8.20 incident, this boy disappeared without a trace from her memory.

"I chose to forget Jiang Chunian and the 8.20 incident because I was too scared. Then why did I choose to forget that boy?"

Ruan Qi asked this sentence to himself, and immediately after, the image of the boy being sunk into the bottom of the river by those men appeared in his mind.

Her heart throbbed inexplicably.

What happened to that boy?

is he dead

In fact, from a rational point of view, Ruan Qi knew that the survival rate of young people was very low.

He fell into a coma before being thrown into the river. And that river is so deep, unless the boy can wake up immediately, it is very difficult to survive.

However, emotionally speaking... Ruan Qi hoped that a miracle would happen.

Although she has no memory of the boy, subconsciously she always feels that this big boy whom she calls 'Big Brother Bingshan' is a very important person.

Ruan Qi even felt that the reason why she would forget the boy might be because she couldn't accept the fact that he had been drowned.

After all, she was only nine years old.

For a nine-year-old girl, watching her brother die because of protecting herself, this kind of excitement is too great.

Thinking of the picture in the dream, Ruan Qi couldn't help but sigh again.

She rubbed her sore forehead, leaned back, and threw herself into the soft Simmons.

"Uncle Bai Li, are you asleep?"

"Didn't sleep." Bai Li's voice sounded in his head.

Ruan Qi stared at the dim ceiling, blinked her dry eyes, and said softly: "I dreamed of that boy again. Since I can remember the content of the nightmare, this is the third time I have dreamed of him. Bai Li Uncle, do you think he is still alive?"

Bai Li: "..."

Alive.

Not only is he alive, but he has you in his hands.

Bai Li wanted to tell the truth, but it was related to Ruan Qi's mental state, so he could only swallow the words aggrieved.

"Girl, don't think too much."

"Uncle Bai Li, I hope he can live." Ruan Qi opened her eyes in a daze, "Although I don't have any memories of that time, I always feel that he is very important to me."

This feeling has nothing to do with love between men and women.

It's just a nine-year-old girl who simply likes her most important friend.

Ruan Qi lost her memory and didn't know how close she and the boy were back then. But she couldn't forget the heart-piercing feeling in the dream.

"I want to find him. Whether he is dead or alive, I want to find him."