Chapter 165 The Taste of Blood

The woman is about thirty years old. Although her facial features are not very outstanding, she can give people a kind and kind feeling.

She was dressed simply, with short hair, clean and neat, gently attached to her ears and the back of her neck, without too many modifications.

Her voice brought Gu Jia back to the real world.

Gu Jia nodded subconsciously. Before she could speak, she was held by a warm hand and brought into the small building.

The woman put down the vegetable basket on her arm, sat down with Gu Jia, and said happily, "I have seen photos of you when you were a child. Dean Chen told me that one day you will come back. You are a Gu family." child."

"Oh, that's right, I haven't introduced myself yet."

"My name is Su He, and I am Dean Chen's nurse."

"After Director Chen left, she left the orphanage to me and told me not to move away no matter what, just so that her children would have a home to return to in the future if they had no place to go."

Gu Jia was startled.

Slowly he glanced around, familiar steps, familiar tables and chairs, clean floor, and bright living room.

The vague memories gradually became clear.

Tears even faster than the brain's reaction, gently slipped from the corners of the eyes and fell along the cheeks.

"This is..."

"Qingcheng?"

"Where I grew up..."

"I'm back..."

Gu Jia's body trembled slightly.

Suddenly, as if he remembered something, Gu Jia jumped up from his seat, nervously checked his hands, and kept putting his sleeves close to the tip of his nose and sniffing.

Her memory loss is very severe.

Every time I wake up, I'm in a different place.

The waking hours are getting shorter and shorter, and I can still maintain my memory for most of the day at first.

Slowly, there are only a few hours left.

In the end, the memory has become a fragmented puzzle that cannot be completely connected together.

What Gu Jia fears most is that when he wakes up, he finds himself among a group of corpses, and his hands are already covered with the blood of his compatriots.

Seeing that his hands were clean and there was no smell of blood on his body, Gu Jiacai sighed heavily and gasped in fear.

Su He didn't know what Gu Jia was thinking, but thought she was too excited.

She gently held Gu Jia's shoulders and asked her to sit down with peace of mind.

"Gu Jia, if you have nowhere to go, you can stay here. Dean Chen has told me that this will always be your home."

A trace of confusion suddenly flashed in Gu Jia's eyes.

Home?

Is this my home?

Why, I always feel that my home is not here...

But this is indeed where I grew up...

what is going on?

There seemed to be a large shadow in Gu Jia's mind, covering some important things. No matter how hard she tried, she couldn't recall even half of it.

Su He was in a good mood when he saw that he had finally completed Dean Chen's instructions.

She made a pot of hot tea for Gu Jia and asked with concern, "Gu Jia, how have you been in these years?"

Gu Jia nodded slightly. When she mentioned the years since leaving the orphanage, Gu Jia felt an inexplicable warmth in her heart. It seemed that those memories were the warmest part of her heart.

But she clearly remembered that she was sold by her adoptive parents and fell into the hands of human traffickers.

Not only was she poisoned and rendered mute, she was often on the verge of life and death.

Gu Jia didn't understand why she felt that such a life was worth remembering.

I can't recall when I regained my ability to speak.

Seeing Gu Jia's sweet smile, Su He seemed to be infected, grinning and said, "Gu Jia, can we live together in the future?"

"I feel so lonely living alone."

"I now work for the logistics department of the law enforcement team. I deliver fresh vegetables to them every day. Sometimes I also make takeaways for sale."

"Although I don't live a comfortable life, I can still support you."

"When you are older, I can teach you how to make takeaway, and the two of us can guard the orphanage and wait for your brothers and sisters to come back."

Gu Jia said subconsciously, "I can cook ribs."

But after the words fell, she still couldn't remember when she learned it.

"Well, people who eat takeout usually don't order expensive dishes like ribs. But it doesn't matter. We can develop new dishes so that we can do more business."

Su He is optimistic by nature and always thinks on the bright side of everything.

While thinking about her future life, she excitedly said to Gu Jia, "Is there anything else? Do you want anything else?"

"I will decorate the funeral hall."

Su He was stunned by Gu Jia's words and didn't know what kind of response he should make.

"I will collect the remains."

"I will put makeup on the body."

"I will officiate at the memorial service."

"I can..."

Gu Jia himself was stunned.

——Why do I do this?

——And why do tears fall by themselves?

——Is that guy causing trouble again?

In Gu Jia's heart, fragmented memories kept rolling around, but he could never find the answer.

Su He looked at the tearful Gu Jia, hugged her with some distress, and said softly, "These years... you have had a hard time, haven't you?"

"It's okay..."

"Everything will be fine."

The girl's tears were hot and sad, falling into her heart, but they could not penetrate the unclear fog.

Just like the light water drops falling into the sea.

In an instant, they disappeared.

......

At night.

Gu Jia lay on the bed she slept on in her childhood.

The spacious bed in her memory now makes people feel a little cramped.

She couldn't sleep, and she didn't dare to sleep.

Gu Jia didn't know where she would appear when she opened her eyes again.

She didn't know whether she could open her eyes again.

She sat up slowly and looked at her room carefully.

Su He cleaned every room very cleanly. She was really a good person.

She could rent out the extra rooms in exchange for some income.

Not only could she subsidize the family expenses, but she also saved cleaning.

But she kept it firmly in her heart just one exhortation from Dean Chen before his death.

Obviously, she had a very hard life...

Gu Jia pushed open the window of the room and lay quietly by the window.

The lonely night was silent.

Occasionally, a cool breeze would blow, curling up Gu Jia's hair, making her feel itchy.

"I am a human..."

"My name is Gu Jia."

"I am not a demon..."

Gu Jia kept repeating these words, wanting to engrave these words into her heart...

The next morning.

Gu Jia slowly opened her eyes.

She was delighted to find that she was still in the orphanage.

She did not appear anywhere else.

But when she wanted to wake Su He up, she suddenly stopped.

A very fishy smell entered her nose.

That was...

The smell of blood!