Chen Fu walked over and explained the purpose to her one by one.

Soho listened very carefully, as if he was in class, and muttered and repeated, as if he was afraid that he had missed something.

After everything was moved, the kitten was released from the cage by the housekeeper. The cat followed the familiar smell and came to Soho and Chen Fu, sniffed left and right, and finally meowed at Soho ~, and got into her arms.

Soho was overwhelmed and dragged it with her hand to prevent it from falling.

Feeling the fluffy and warm soft object in her hand, she looked at Chen Fu in distress.

It's true that she likes cats, but she's never hugged them yet, and she doesn't know what to do.

"It's a little thing with no conscience." Chen Fu smiled and slipped the cat out of her arms, "I raised it like this, I don't usually let me hold it, I still like to be close to you." ”

Soho's hand was empty, and he couldn't help but reach out and touch it. The kitten felt her palm and rubbed its head against her, making her giggle.

Chen Fu finished accompanying her for a while and went back.

When he went to bed at night, Soho was reluctant to let go of the cat while holding his cat. And the kitten is also close to her, let her ravage, and does not resist at all, but seems to enjoy it.

But when she went to bed at night, she couldn't sleep at all.

No matter how luxurious the house is, no matter how good-looking the room is, it is not a place that you are familiar with. In such a strange room, without her mother's company, she became more and more uneasy.

Someone accompanies you during the day, which is fine when it's busy.

In the dead of night, her mind began to think crankily, and she missed her mother even more.

Thinking about it, the tears began to flow uncontrollably.

But she was afraid of arguing with others, so she could only bury her head in the quilt and weep silently.

After Luo Jichen returned to the room, he was busy in front of the computer for a while, and only stopped until it was almost midnight. He looked at the time, and was a little worried that Soho was alone, so he gently came to her door, pushed it open and walked in.

It was pitch black inside, and the lights weren't on. Through the moonlight shining outside, I could see a small figure in a ball, and I couldn't even see my head.

He buried his head in the quilt and slept again.

Luo Jichen shook his head helplessly.

He only found out that Soho had this habit not long ago, sleeping like this is not good for breathing, but she can't change it.

Every time she falls asleep, it's fine, but after falling asleep, she will unconsciously shrink her head into the quilt, and she can't control herself. He was afraid of what kind of illness it was, and consulted a doctor, who said it was just a sign of insecurity.

It turned out that she had been insecure since she was a child.

Luo Jichen walked over and helped her pull off the quilt, but found that she was not asleep.

What appeared before his eyes was a pair of clear eyes that were tearful and glittering in the moonlight.

He was startled, quickly pressed the bedside lamp, and asked with concern, "What's wrong?" Is there something uncomfortable? ”

After playing around for so long during the day, it's the middle of the night, and it stands to reason that I should have fallen asleep a long time ago. But she seemed to be awake all the time, and the quilt was wet with tears, and there were traces of dryness and wetness on the edges, and it seemed that she had been crying for a long time.

He hated himself a little, so he was relieved to let her sleep here alone, and ran to read those damn documents.

Soho sat up, still sobbing and speechless.

"Don't cry." Luo Jichen sat next to her in a panic, stretched out his hand to wipe the tears on her face, anxious, and was at a loss, "Tell me quickly, what's going on?" ”

He remembered that Soho was now only a six-year-old child, unable to express his feelings clearly, anxious but worried that he would scare her.

Soho threw herself into his arms, "I miss my mother." ”

She said with a crying voice, her voice was already a little hoarse because she had been crying for too long.

Knowing that she wasn't feeling unwell, Luo Jichen breathed a sigh of relief, patted her back, and comforted: "Mom just has something to do on a business trip, and she will be back in a few days." You have to sleep well, or your mother will be worried. ”

He didn't know when she would be back to normal, or how long the lie would be able to fool her.

Seeing how dependent she was on her mother, he became a little worried.

If Soho had been immersed in the past, waiting for her mother to return, how would he explain it to her later?

With Luo Jichen's comfort, Soho's tears gradually stopped, but the arm holding him was still tight and reluctant to let go. "Can you tell me a story?" She pleaded softly.

seemed to be afraid that Luo Jichen would think she was troublesome, so he hurriedly added: "My mother used to tell me stories when I went to sleep, so I would fall asleep quickly." ”

Luo Jichen was stunned for a moment, a little embarrassed.

He doesn't know how to tell stories! Nor has this ever done anything like this.

But looking at Su Ho's expectant eyes, he still agreed hard, and slowly spoke: "Once upon a time, there was a girl who loved to laugh, and her family forced her to do something she didn't want to do, so she ran out of the house. Met a boy on the road ......"

Luo Jichen slowly told the story of him and Soho.

Although the story was not well told, and Soho couldn't understand it, his voice was very melodious and sound, which made her feel reassured. Gradually, he closed his eyes, and his breathing fell into a sleep.

When Luo Jichen finished speaking, she found that she had fallen asleep.

He gently put her on the bed, covered her with the quilt, turned off the light, and walked out.

Although Soho fell asleep, he couldn't sleep at all, and he couldn't sleep all night......

The next morning, when Soho woke up, he saw a stranger.

Luo Jichen is really worried that her situation will continue, and if she can't see her mother, she won't be able to end it at all. Sooner or later, she will know the truth, and the most important thing is to restore her normal memory as soon as possible.

So he called Pei Qian here.

"Don't be afraid." He saw that Soho was a little timid when he saw Pei Qian, and explained: "This is my personal doctor, let her come and check your body." ”

"But I'm not sick, why do I need to get checked?" Soho was a little puzzled, and a little dissatisfied.

Didn't you just check it yesterday? The doctor's brother said that she was healthy, and she didn't feel any discomfort herself, so why did she have to check it again?

"I know." Luo Jichen looked at her pursed lips and was a little amused, "But you cried for so long last night, and your voice is still dumb." Aren't you afraid that the sound will be like this in the future? ”

Soho opened his mouth, "Aba" twice, and then obediently closed it again.

It seems that her voice is a little uncomfortable, and she doesn't want to speak in a dumb voice in the future.