Realizing that the other side is well intentioned to help himself, the young man slowly withdrew his guard: "thank you, I made a mistake."

"Now that you're awake, you can change your clothes. It's still a bit of a problem for us to do it." The old man handed the clothes to Chen Feng. Of course, it was more convenient for the parties to handle the change themselves. They couldn't stand the trouble when they were older.

The young man changed his clothes and stood up to look around: "where am I? What happened? "

Now that the young people wake up, Zhang Qianqian, as the host, has to deal with it. As she comes along, she says, "this is Hengyu village. You are found fainting on the bank. It is our village who rescued you. What's your name? Where is it from? Why do you look like you've been attacked? "

"I am..." The young man was about to say his name, but suddenly his head seemed to explode. He could not remember the name or say it: "ah! My head hurts! I can't remember my name or why I was hurt! "

"Don't worry, you sit down and have a rest. What's the situation?" Zhang Qianqian helped the young man to help him sit back on the sofa. Seeing him sweating, she was distressed. She quickly turned her head and asked the old people nearby why it had become so.

After all, the old people have lived long enough to be well-informed. After a brief discussion, they tried to understand the secret: "we think that he hurt his head when he was injured, which led to memory problems. Once we think about who he is and the accident happened, he will have a headache and feel like death."

At the same time, Zhang Qianqian wiped away the sweat for the young man and told him to stop thinking for a while. Anyway, there is still time behind him: "it's too poor. Don't think about it again. Let yourself calm down first."

The young man listened to Zhang Qianqian's advice and stopped trying to think about the past, which made the pain in his brain disappear and return to normal: "I'm much better, thank you."

"You're welcome. We can't just watch someone die when something goes wrong." "Zhang Qianqian smiles happily, showing her white teeth, which makes the young people feel better.

When the young man got better, he tried to think about it again, but the pain came one after another. He wisely chose to give up temporarily and told the people in front of him that he did not remember anything: "I can't remember who I am and why I am here."

"Let's talk about it later. Anyway, you live in our Hengyu village first. It's not too late to leave when you think about it." Zhang Qianqian still likes young people who can't remember the past, so she can keep him in Hengyu village for a long time.

The young man thought that there was no better way. He got up again and bowed down to the crowd and said, "OK, I'll trouble you."

"You're welcome, young man. Although we are not rich in Hengyu village, it is more than enough to support one person." The old people waved their hands to show that they didn't care. Since the young people lost their memory, there was nothing to look forward to for the time being. They left for a while and left one after another to continue to enjoy the leisure time.

Soon, only the young man was left alone with Zhang Qianqian in the house. The young man was unable to recall the past, frowned and dumbfounded. Zhang Qianqian was almost stunned. The frowning young man was more charming than when he was unconscious. She almost wanted to hold him in her arms and tell him not to worry about everything by himself.

They sat on the opposite side for a long time without saying anything. Finally, Aunt Zhang returned from fishing and broke the calm. She pushed in with a basket of fish and saw her daughter sitting opposite the stranger who was rescued. She was afraid that her daughter would be treated badly. She put the basket aside and ran to her daughter.

"Who are you? Why do all the injuries happen to us? " Protecting Zhang Qianqian behind her, Aunt Zhang looks at Chen Feng cautiously and asks. Before understanding the identity of the other party, she doesn't want her daughter to have much contact with it.

"Sorry, I can't remember." The young man pointed to his head with a wry smile: "every time I think about it, I feel a headache to crack. I'm afraid I can't figure it out for a while and a half."

Aunt Zhang looked at Zhang Qianqian. Zhang Qianqian nodded gently to show that Chen Feng said it was true, and many old people could testify.

The young man has no memory and doesn't know where to go. He asks Aunt Zhang to leave himself: "I have no place to go now. I don't know if I can borrow and live in your home. I will pay the corresponding labor to pay for it."

Aunt Zhang felt more at ease. The young man didn't look like a bad man. At least he knew how to exchange labor for pay. It would not pose a great threat to her and her daughter, but also could make up for the shortage of men in the family.

However, we should not let the young people succeed too easily, otherwise they would not feel grateful. Aunt Zhang pretended to think about it for a few minutes before giving her reply: "that's OK, but you have to help me fish and marinate, otherwise all three of us will have to go hungry."

"No problem. I'm willing to learn." The young man nodded to show that he had no objection. Aunt Zhang said he was willing to do it.

Aunt Zhang took out an object from her arms and put it on the table in front of the young man: "the fisherman who just brought you back gave me a pocket watch, saying that it was found near the beach where you found you. I think it should be your object?""It's like my stuff." Looking at the pocket watch lying flat on the table, the young man always felt very familiar. He picked up the pocket watch and naturally opened the cover, revealing two photos inside.

"This is..." Looking at these two photos, the young people feel more and more intimate, but they can't name them or remember who they are.

Zhang Qianqian looked at it clearly. There were two pictures in it. One of them was a group photo of a man and a woman who was a little old, and the other was a very beautiful woman. Her beauty made Zhang Qianqian ashamed of herself, and she was restrained by her young ignorance of carefully jumping.

Aunt Zhang came over and looked at the picture in her pocket watch and wondered in the most reasonable way, "can they be your parents and wife? If the pocket watch is very important to you, the picture inside should be very close to you

"I think so, but I can't think of it." The young man pinches his temples with both hands. The more he remembers, the more painful his head will be. Now the information he receives is beyond his tolerance.

Hit by the beauty in the photo, Zhang Qianqian has put herself in a proper position. It seems that this young man is doomed to have no predestination with himself.

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