"Are you feeling better now?" Mo Han asked, sitting down.
"Yeah," Xia Qingyi only nodded and sat down to eat.
Mo Han sat opposite her, and the two of them ate in silence. Xia Qingyi slowed down as she ate, thought, and spoke in the end, "I want to try and look for them."
"What?" Mo Han looked at her.
"My past memories." Xia Qingyi said seriously, "I thought a lot, and I feel that I can't always remain like this and stay at your house. You have to lead your own life. And I also want to know what happened to me in the past, I want to try and find my past memories."
"How are you going to do it?" Even though Mo Han did not look at her, Xia Qingyi felt that his face did not look good.
"I… don't know… I can probably start by looking at the hospital records first."
