“Have you forgotten again? Your condition seems to be getting worse. Every time you lose consciousness, you lose memories from before, and each time you forget everyone, even your own brother.” The strange man had deep, penetrating eyes, and his intimidating presence did not diminish on his worried face.
“You’re my brother? Why do I have no impression of you!” I looked at the man in confusion, my consciousness constantly battling. He seemed so familiar, yet my mind held no memories. Even if I was truly sick, why did I not feel even a hint of familiarity with someone who had been by my side?
“Yes, I am your brother Yin Can, and you are Yin Hui, my only sister.” He looked at me seriously with his profound eyes, with nothing but genuine concern visible.
I stared at him blankly, trying to find a sense of familiarity in his eyes, but there was none—not even a shadow of a memory remained.
“What about the others? My family?” I murmured, feeling like I was sinking into an endless abyss.
“There are no others. You only need your brother!” His domineering words carried no emotion, and my subconscious continuously resisted this inexplicably appearing brother.
I painfully pressed my temples, feeling exhausted. My eyelids were heavy, wanting to close, but images continuously spun in my mind, tantalizingly out of reach.
“Hui’er just woke up, rest now. I’ll go out and call Xiao Wu later!”
” He spoke with a light laugh, his voice tinged with an indescribable tenderness. His overwhelming presence was carefully concealed.
“Hmm?” I looked at him, constantly searching my mind for any impression of this strange face, finding nothing, no memories. Yet Xiao Wu’s shadow was frozen in my mind, with blurry images continuously flashing.
Chapter Fourteen: Brother? Family…
I lowered my brow in thought, and my head began to hurt intensely, preventing me from searching for any other memories. Helplessly shaking my head, I slowly lay down, repeatedly telling myself I might be overthinking.
Though wanting to sleep, my consciousness refused to shut down, continuously contemplating various possibilities. Despite repeatedly telling myself to stop, I continued to overthink.
“Brother, brother!…” Such a strange word, seemingly a luxury I’d never had before, without even a hint of intimacy, only distant strangeness.
