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The two men cleaned up the house. It was completely dark. Song Qinbei pointed to one of the small rooms and said to Lin Qian, "let's have a rest first. I live here."

With that, he stepped in.

In the evening, he and his clothes lay on a wooden bed which was not very comfortable. Through the broken window, he looked out at the full moon.

The blank memory made him lose some sense of security, but the knowledge in his mind made him have the courage to live here.

I don't know if there is a person who looks at the same moon and thinks of him somewhere.

But he's sorry, he completely forgot.

The next day, song Qinbei began to plan for his next life. If he wanted to leave here, he had to redeem his rings and cufflinks, which could prove his identity.

Not only that, but also a lot of money.

"Buckle." When the door was knocked, Lin Xi's voice came from outside: "ah Hai, come out for breakfast."

Lin Xi smiles and points to the food on the table. "I changed some rice with my neighbor's aunt. When we make money, we can buy more food."

Song Qinbei nodded coldly. Although he didn't remember, he felt that he should be a man who had no worries about food and clothing, and was not short of money at all.

Besides, he had many ideas about making money, so he asked Lindsey, "did you say you know how to make medicine?"

"Well, yes, I'm from my foreign school. He may have some medical books here. Do you want them? I'll show them to you."

With that, no matter whether song Qinbei agreed or not, he just ran in.

After a while, she came out with some books.

There's a lot of wear and tear on the surface of the book. It should be some years old.

Song Qinbei bowed his head and read these medical books carefully. He had already begun to figure out how to make money by using this.

"You know all these books?"

Lindsey nodded, "I can do a little bit, but too much illness may not be good..."

Song Qinbei thought of his injury at that time. Lin Xi could be cured if it was so serious. It should be very difficult to encounter the more serious one.

He slowly put down the books, looked serious, and looked up at Lindsey: "I have an idea. I need your help."

Later, song Qinbei told Lin Xi about his plan and saw that the worship in her eyes became more and more intense and the light became more and more bright.

In the end, the light in Linxi's eyes could not be covered up. She kept nodding, as if no matter what song Qinbei said, she would agree.

But song Qinbei did have this ability.

"Then, shall we go up the mountain to collect herbs?"

"Yes."

"Let's go out and collect medicine after dinner."

"Good."

Song Qinbei's life began in this small mountain village. He felt that someone would miss him, but she had no idea who that person was.

That person is Tang Xin.

That night, Tang Xin dreamed of song Qinbei again.

This time, he was not in the dark. Song Qinbei stood on a hillside, looked at her, stretched out his hand to her and said to her, "my heart, come quickly."

Tang Xin went to him without hesitation. Just as he was about to touch song Qinbei, song Qinbei suddenly disappeared.

Tang Xin wakes up from her dream again. Looking at the night outside the window, she breathes out a deep breath.

During this period of time, she often did this. After dreaming of song Qinbei, she would wake up and never sleep again.

Restraining the pain in his heart, Tang Xin takes out the documents from the corner of the company's mouth.