Chapter 1180 Remembered

"Oh, my little angel, come and give me a hug."

Song Yaoyao got off the plane, but she didn't expect to see an unexpected person.

On a hot summer day, a handsome man wearing a black priest's uniform smiled and opened his arms towards Song Yaoyao.

"Father Nolan?"

Song Yaoyao was surprised. She had many questions and wanted to ask Nolan, but she didn't have his contact information. This time I was in a hurry to return to China, and on the plane I thought that I must go and find him next time.

But I didn't expect to see a surprise when I got off the plane.

Song Yaoyao threw herself into his arms and couldn't help but wonder, is her good luck still there?

"It's still as soft as I imagined." Nolan said in a low voice.

Huo Jiu's face darkened, and he stepped forward to pull Nolan away.

Nolan let go of Song Yaoyao first and gave Huo Jiu a provocative look, "You are so good this time, are you asking for something from me?"

"cough--"

Song Yaoyao originally had no intention of doing this, but when Nolan mentioned it, she suddenly remembered something.

He said seriously: "You did remind me that I want you to look after someone for me!"

…

That night, a familiar slender figure appeared in Liu Yu's laboratory for the second time.

Liu Yu put his hands in the pockets of his white coat and looked at Nolan carelessly. This priest's name is well-known in a certain circle, and it seems to be a taboo. Everyone has a tacit agreement to avoid mentioning his name.

I didn't expect to see him in Huo Zhai, or in his laboratory.

"Isn't it what I think?"

The incandescent lamp shone on the handsome man's face, making his skin, which had not seen the sun for a long time, become paler and more delicate. The long curly eyelashes droop lightly, casting a light arc shadow on the eyelids. The thin lips were raised, weakening the coldness of his appearance and temperament.

"It's just what you think."

Song Yaoyao looked at him spreading his hands, nodded very calmly, and pointed at Song Jingwan on the operating table, "She has lost part of her memory."

"I think you need a doctor more than me."

Doctor Liu Yu, who was inexplicably named, immediately raised his hands and said, "I can't help it."

Come on, he is a doctor, yes, but he is not a god, okay? !

Song Yaoyao pursed her lips, walked to the operating table and stood still, looking down at the sleeping woman lying on it.

"I suspect she was hypnotized. To be precise, she didn't lose her memory, but her previous memories were erased and replaced."

In Zhong Liwan's head, her life memories from childhood to adulthood are complete.

Born abroad, of Chinese descent, orphan.

"Oh?" Nolan chuckled, "Interesting."

He touched his palms and looked down at Zhong Liwan, as if looking at a cold corpse.

"Leave this to me. Let me take a look. Where is that little thing hiding?"

Alas--

Liu Yu couldn't help but shudder when he heard his tone.

This environment, coupled with his tone, looked like a crime scene in an American TV series.

"Then please, Father Nolan!"

Song Yaoyao's voice was brisk. She tilted her head and winked at Nolan playfully. Then, he turned around and left the laboratory with Liu Yu.

…

I don't know how long it took, but a scream suddenly broke out in the laboratory.

"Who are you? What did you do to me?! Help! Help!"

Song Yaoyao quickly looked at Liu Yu, a smile flashed across her eyes, and her men immediately opened the laboratory door without a moment's hesitation.

A figure knocked away Song Yaoyao and fled away quickly.

"Hmm..." Song Yaoyao groaned, covering the painful area and raised her lips silently.

Song Jingwan felt like she had had a long, long dream. She looked around at a loss. In front of her was a long corridor with rooms in all directions. Except for the place where she escaped, the lights in other rooms were not turned on. Looking through the window, it was pitch black inside, making Song Jingwan scream "Ah" and run away, as if a monster would pounce on her and bite her head off in the next second.

"Where is this? Why am I here!!"

She huddled in the corner, holding her head in her hands.

Song Yaoyao smiled, she liked this scene.

It may be cruel, but does she, Song Jingwan, deserve to forget everything and live peacefully in this world?

"Da da da……"

The crisp sound of small leather shoes hitting the ground echoed in the empty corridor. Song Jingwan's eyelids twitched, and she raised her head with trembling lips.

When their eyes met, her pupils trembled!

"Looks like you still remember me? Hi~ Long time no see?" Song Yaoyao raised her little hand and said hello like a lucky cat.

Song Jingwan's throat felt dry and painful as if being pinched by a big invisible hand.

She swallowed quickly and said word by word, "Song, Yao, Yao!"

"I'm glad you remembered everything, my dear sister, and welcome back to the real world."

"Is it you? Did you do this?! Ahhhhhhhhhh I'll kill you!!"

Song Jingwan's pupils tightened, hatred filled her eyes, and she quickly rushed towards Song Yaoyao.

Song Yaoyao dodged easily, and with a 'boom', Song Jingwan, who rushed towards her, was kicked away by Huo Jiu, and she lay on the ground in embarrassment, panting violently.

Song Yaoyao asked Nolan who was watching the fun, "Now that she has recovered her previous memory, will she still remember what happened next?"

Nolan raised his eyebrows and was about to answer.

"It was you who ruined everything for me. Why do you want me to remember it? Why..."

Song Jingwan's whisper made Song Yaoyao and Nolan shut their mouths at the same time.

She shrugged, "No need to explain now."

The answer is clear.

"Get her over here, I have something to ask her."

Song Yaoyao folded her hands and watched indifferently as Song Jingwan was being pushed away by Huo Siti, still struggling unwillingly.

"I advise you to calm down. You can't go anywhere until I get the answer I want."

Song Jingwan bit her lip so hard that it almost bled. She hated Song Yaoyao in her heart. If Huo Si let her go now, she would like to die together with Song Yaoyao.

Looking at Song Yaoyao's little face that was even brighter than in her memory, Song Jingwan suddenly smiled nervously, "I won't say anything. If you have the guts, just kill me!"

"Why should I kill you? Death is the easiest way."

Song Jingwan was tied to the operating table, her limbs were restrained, Song Yaoyao looked at her condescendingly, with a hint of confusion in her eyes.

Her tone was very serious, and even after hearing Song Jingwan's words, she did not waver at all.

This caused a flash of fear in Song Jingwan's eyes, and she gritted her teeth, "I'm missing, and Zhongli will definitely find out about you."

"Ah? Really?" Song Yaoyao looked at her self-comfort, and suddenly leaned forward and met her eyes, "Then do you know that he has been pursuing me recently?"

The girl's voice was sweet and waxy, just as deceptive as her appearance, but it made Song Jingwan choke on her breath and almost vomited blood.