Matching the moonlight

Zhou Nan helped him to sit on the steps. The moonlight was very bright and the leaves of the sycamore tree blocked half of the moonlight. The man groaned in a low voice, like a Midnight Monster, licking his wounds alone.

"If you really can't remember, then Zhenzhen, don't think about it for now. Take your time."

Gu Yanzhi took a deep breath and finally managed to calm down the chaotic thoughts in his mind.

He had a very good memory. He could even remember what happened when he was three years old and where his parents took him when he was three.

But why did he lose all the memories related to her?

The headache gradually subsided, and Gu Yanzhi's eyes gradually became clear. He took a deep breath. Perhaps it was really as she said, that he had to take it slowly.

Gu Yanzhi's forehead was covered in sweat. Zhou Nan took out a pack of tissues from his pocket and handed it to him. "Wipe it."