Rong Shaoze woke up when Xiaocong came in.
He had intended to pretend to be asleep, but Xiaocong shook him vigorously, forcing him to open his eyes.
"Dad, you're finally awake. I was so worried about you!" Xiaocong smiled happily at him. Rong Shaoze blinked, thinking he must be his eldest son, Rong Lincong.
Lin Xinlan quickly pulled Xiaocong away and said to him, "Daddy just woke up, his body is still very weak. Don't lean on him, it will make him uncomfortable."
"Oh." Xiaocong obediently stood still, but his fingers still affectionately grasped his sleeve.
"Dad, why don't you talk to me?" He asked, looking puzzled with wide eyes.
Rong Shaoze glanced at Lin Xinlan. She understood and held Xiaocong's shoulder, saying, "Xiaocong, your dad has amnesia. He doesn't remember anything right now, so he doesn't know who you are."
Xiaocong's eyes widened in shock, and he turned to Lin Xinlan, "Mom, does Dad not remember you either?"
"Yes." Lin Xinlan nodded lightly.
