Back then, why didn't he tattoo the words 'father' or 'mother' on his palm, but 'brother' instead?
Even though he had lost his memory, he was still convinced that he had a brother.
He had no impression of his parents at all.
Everyone else said that his parents were dead, but no one had ever said that his brother was dead. This meant that his brother must be alive.
The chip was removed from the back of Jing Zhi's ear. He felt his mind clear up.
He felt that he had overlooked an important question all this time. Perhaps, there really were people in these two large organizations who were protecting him?
What if those coincidences in the past were not his illusion, and someone really helped him?
Jing Zhi suddenly felt a sense of happiness, as if he had been warmed by the sun.
This was the first time in six years that he had truly felt happiness. The happiness of being protected and loved.
