The car drove out of the Zhuang Family Mansion. Mu Yan watched Kong Lizhen's reluctant expression and comforted her, saying, "Mom, we'll be back, don't be sad."
Her memories of this place stayed tightly before the age of seven. It had been too long, and she even had amnesia before, so it was quite blurry and there wasn't much attachment.
Seeing Kong Lizhen looking like she had something on her mind, she suddenly remembered something and tentatively asked, "Mom, you didn't have amnesia, did you?"
Kong Lizhen looked at her daughter, remained silent for a while, and said, "After returning to the Zhuang Family, I gradually remembered past events. My doctor told me the blood clot in my brain has mostly cleared, and I can regain my memory anytime without too much effort."
"But these memories aren't good memories." Mu Yan frowned, saying, "Don't you hate Grandpa and Grandma?"
