Xiao Hua spoke up
"Host, the Lord Hero looks like he’s probably lost his mind."
Su Yan acknowledged
"Mm"
She saw it as well.
Xiao Hua continued
"Host, have you ever heard of the ’baby bird syndro’?"
"Mm?"
"It’s the idea that a baby eagle will feel an affinity for and recognize as its mother the first being it sees when it opens its eyes."
Su Yan
"... Are you saying he sees as his mother?"
"Well, not exactly.
But the Lord Hero likely saw you first when he woke from his coma and thus developed a liking for you."
This affection ca so unexpectedly.
Su Yan looked at the man clutching her clothes.
She reached out, grasped his hand, and said
"Let’s leave this place first and find sowhere to stay."
As soon as she finished speaking, the group of four swiftly disappeared from the mouth of the alley.
...
At the inn.
Feng Zhi acted generously, directly purchasing four upper-class rooms.
Su Yan led Qingqing to one of the rooms and indicated
"You’ll stay here tonight."
The man nodded obediently.
After speaking, Su Yan let go of his hand and walked toward the door.
But as she stepped out, the man followed her out.
She turned back
"Go back and sleep."
The man nodded.
Yet when Su Yan moved forward again, he still followed.
She was slightly exasperated.
"Do you need to sleep with ?"
The man’s eyes, reddened, blinked
"I can stand guard at the door."
His voice was very small, uncertain, cautious.
And as he finished speaking, fearing her disagreent, he seed anxious
"I’ll be very quiet, I won’t disturb you."
Su Yan’s face was unchanged.
She looked at the man for a long while.
Then, she walked to him and led him back into the room.
She closed the door.
The man, thinking Su Yan might be upset, lowered his head, looking ready to accept punishnt, standing by the door.
Su Yan watched his series of actions.
She pulled him over to the armchair and indicated for him to sit.
Then she bent down, lowering her head to seriously ask him
"What’s your full na?"
The man opened his mouth, softly said
"Qingqing"
"Your full na."
"Qingqing."
For so reason, the man’s body suddenly tensed.
He no longer looked into Su Yan’s eyes, with his head down, lashes fluttering, mumbling softly
"My na is just Qingqing, only Qingqing."
He seed to have fallen into confusion himself.
His voice grew weaker and weaker.
Following that, an expression of distress appeared on his face.
Every word Su Yan spoke, he contemplated earnestly.
Yanyan asked for his full na, but he only knew himself as Qingqing.
He tirelessly tried to recall.
What was his full na?
Full na...
Thinking about his na, it felt as if his head was about to split.
The pain was unbearable.
He groaned in agony.
Su Yan gently touched his head,
"Alright, alright, I won’t ask anymore."
She chose to stop probing further.
At this ti, the man’s lips moved
"Hua Wuqing, my na is Hua Wuqing."
He lifted his head, pale, his eyes brightly looking at Su Yan.
As if he had accomplished sothing exceptional, waiting for her praise.
Su Yan looked at him, patted his head
"Does it still hurt?"
Hua Wuqing nodded pitifully
"It hurts"
Su Yan gently massaged his head.
Hua Wuqing.
The na seed sowhat familiar.
She felt like she had heard it sowhere before.
She thought and thought with no result.
Finally, she had Hua Wuqing lie on the bed. She held his hand by his side until he fell asleep, then released and went out.
Hua Wuqing, a familiar na.
Su Yan lay awake in her room, unable to recall the whole night.
Until the next morning, she went downstairs to the inn for breakfast.
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