131. Sister Yi and the Lost Memory

He Jianzhu's icy fingertips touched the center of Xia Feng's forehead, and Xia Feng could feel a stream of information pouring into his mind, slowly forming an imprint.

At the same time, it felt as if a switch had been flipped in his brain, causing a sharp pain, and countless images flew past his mind like slides in a projector.

"Little Feng!"

"Sister Yi, it hurts, don't pull my ear~"

"Tell me, where did you go off to play again?"

"I went to Sister Xue's place, remember I told you this morning?"

In his memory, there was a blur of a girl, displeased, pulling a little boy's ear.

Xia Feng's pupils dilated in surprise, wondering, what is this... What is this thing? How do I not remember having this person in my childhood?

He remembered being adopted by the owner of a manor as a child, and later for some reasons, around the age of 14, he was adopted by Wei Shutong.