Zongling Biography

Chapter 354 Occupied the position

Seeing Ji Sijiu passed out on the bed, Zong Musui helped her arrange her body and put the quilt back on her body.

He sat on the footboard under the bed, leaning against the mahogany outside the bed, staring at the wound on his finger in a daze.

Because his blood awakened part of her memory, she remembered the original mark on his chest, but this is Zong Musui's body, how could there be that mark?

Just now when she said: "Master, I'm afraid." He really wanted to rush over to hug her and tell her that as long as I'm here, you don't have to be afraid of anything.

No matter how big the urge is, he still has to calmly suppress it, he can't do that.
He suddenly gave a wry smile. After all the hard work, he managed to make her accept him, but...
But he was defeated by his former self. He saw great disappointment in her eyes, because when this body did not have that imprint, the emotions in her eyes proved everything.

Then with this identity, how can she get into her heart?
Do you have to go through greater challenges to replace your former self?
This road seems to be getting more and more difficult.
Ji Sijiu seemed to have fallen into the deep sea in her dream. She kept hearing some fragmented conversations, which were between her and another man.

She refused to wake up in her dream for a long time. She wanted to find him and see his face, but no matter what she did, it was futile.

She kept asking herself in her heart, who is he?

What is his role in his own life?Why do I feel so uncomfortable in my heart?
She was as sad as when the disaster happened to the Ji family back then. She seemed to have forgotten a very important person.

Zong Musui looked at her who kept shaking her head and talking in her sleep, a flash of distress flashed in her eyes.

He reached out to wipe the sweat off her forehead, and said to himself: "Don't think about it, the past is not important."

He sat on the edge of the bed all night, constantly regretting in his heart why he appeared in her life when everything was not arranged.

He was too impulsive, and never expected that the situation would come to such a point later.

Ji Sijiu woke up before dawn on the second day. Looking at Zong Musui's lonely figure, she felt a little guilty.

"Sorry for ruining your clothes."

When Zong Musui heard her voice, he immediately turned around and smiled, "It's okay, it's just a piece of clothing."

Ji Sijiu sat up, her long hair was casually scattered on her shoulders, she stared at him for a long time, and then asked, "Why did you call me Jiu'er?"

Zong Musui looked at her pretending not to understand, then spread his hands and said, "It's more intimate this way! They all call you Sijiu, but I want to call you by a different name."

After hearing the answer, Ji Sijiu smiled calmly, looked into the distance, and said, "It seems that someone called me that, but I don't remember who he is."

Zong Musui's eyes shook when he heard this, and he immediately took her hand, "Jiu'er, if you forget, don't think about it, okay?"

She nodded perfunctorily, leaning against the wall thoughtfully.

Zong Musui knew from her expression that those sporadic memories occupied a place in her heart.

"You haven't slept all night?"

"Well, I saw that you passed out, so I was worried, so I will guard you here."

Ji Sijiu looked at him suspiciously, and then asked, "Zong Musui, do you have something to hide from me?"

He replied without any panic, "Of course not, what are you referring to?"

"Why did you write the rank of the hall list so appropriately? How did you do this?"

(End of this chapter)