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Pei Chuan nodded silently, and exited the ward respectfully, leaving room for Murong Huai and Jun Mengyao.

The ward was quiet, except for the rhythmic sound of dripping infusion.

Looking at Jun Mengyao who was still in a coma on the hospital bed, Murong Huai felt extremely distressed.

He pulled up a stool and sat by the hospital bed, held Jun Mengyao's little hand and murmured in a low voice, "I didn't notice you were injured so badly, tell me, what should I do with you."

Jun Mengyao, with gauze wrapped around her forehead, lay quietly without any response.

Looking at Jun Mengyao who had no blood on his face, Murong Huai sighed silently, "Yao'er, get well soon, you really don't remember, I am your brother Huai. You said, we want to be together Grow up, grow old together, I still remember, why did you forget."

But no matter what he said, Jun Mengyao, who was in a coma, couldn't hear him, and just lay there quietly, like a lifeless porcelain doll.

Murong Huai held Jun Mengyao's hand patiently and refused to let go.

This time, he will wait for Jun Mengyao to wake up, and will never hand her over to anyone to take care of her again.

Jun Mengyao, who was lying on the hospital bed, was in a daze. She felt that she had come to an empty place, surrounded by gray clouds and mist, and she couldn't see the road under her feet.

where is this Why is she here?

Jun Mengyao looked around, as if she was the only one around, and there was no other life except the misty mist.

The back of her head still hurt a little, and she couldn't remember what happened to her for a while.

"Anyone? Can anyone answer me?"

Jun Mengyao groped forward, but there was a gray mist everywhere in front of her eyes, and she couldn't tell the direction at all.

She didn't know how long she walked in this boundless gray, until she was exhausted, and finally bowed her head slumped.

Is she going to be trapped here forever? What the hell is this place?

The unfamiliar environment defeated Jun Mengyao, causing some tears to well up in her eyes, and she hugged her arms helplessly, not knowing what to do.

"Yaoer, Yaoer."

At this moment, a voice as gentle as jade sounded, like a warm current, flowing into Jun Mengyao's body.

She gained strength in an instant, stood up abruptly and looked around, "Who, who is calling me?"

"Yao'er, wake up quickly, you can't sleep like this forever."

The voice continued, but Jun Mengyao still couldn't see the speaker.

She followed the voice and walked forward, "Who, who are you?"

"Yao'er, you promised that we will grow old together, so we can't break our promise. Even if you have forgotten me, you still have to keep your childhood promise!"

The warm voice continued, every word struck Jun Mengyao's heart, making her steps heavy.

Who is this man who speaks? Why does she feel that the voice is so familiar, but she can't remember who he is?

And who is she?

Jun Mengyao, who was trying to figure it out, was thinking desperately, and the pain in the back of her head became worse, and she was so dizzy that she could hardly stand up.

She covered her head in embarrassment, and a series of strange but familiar memories rushed into her mind at the speed of light.

"Mommy, Jun Mengyao secretly took my toy again today, you drive her away, I don't like her!"