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Ding Sha froze, feeling a little guilty. She had no memory.

For the first time, she faced this question that she had deliberately ignored.

She was not the Ding Sha that Xiao Jun loved deeply.

She was just a lost soul who had crossed over from another world for some unknown reason. Even though she was called Ding Sha, she was not the original Ding Sha.

Ding Sha suddenly felt irritated. "I don't remember! I don't know!"

"Can you stop bothering me?!"

She closed the account book, got up and went back into the room.

Xiao Jun watched her back feeling a little helpless.

Sitting on the bed, Ding Sha soon regretted it. How could she have snapped at Xiao Jun?

Clearly...

Clearly it was her who had wronged Xiao Jun.

Xiao Jun looked at the coconut milk in his hand without drinking it, and put it back in the fridge.

There was no meaning in drinking it alone.

That night, Ding Sha tossed and turned, unable to sleep. Xiao Jun, lying in the other bed by the window, noticed and got up to walk over, grabbing her calf, "Cramping again?"

Without stopping, he gently and patiently massaged Ding Sha's calf.

Ding Sha felt even more guilty.

She wanted to say something, but before she could, she heard Xiao Jun humming a little tune in a strange language.

Xiao Jun's mother was from an ethnic minority. When he was little, he had rarely been lucky enough to be lulled to sleep while being sung to.

He could no longer remember what his mother looked like, but the melody still drifted in his dreams.

Ding Sha slowly fell asleep.

In her dream there was a young boy, his crying cat-like face, sweet millet cakes, and the silhouette of the boy smoking at the village entrance in the night.

The dream was long and dark.

But the gentle little tune accompanied her all the while, so she would not be afraid.

When she woke up, it was just getting light. Xiao Jun had already gotten up and gone shopping.

Sitting on the bed, Ding Sha felt as if she were in another world. She rubbed her eyes, cradling her belly as she washed up, and finally went to the kitchen.

The fridge was a little empty, with a cup of the sweet coconut milk with red beans she had seen in her dream.

Ding Sha took out some millet.

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She wanted to make millet cakes for Xiao Jun.

She didn't know why she had dreamed of that memory, but Ding Sha felt that if Xiao Jun came back to see millet cakes, he would definitely be very happy.

She soaked the fresh millet in water and set it aside. Ding Sha took three eggs and separated the whites from the yolks.

She whipped the egg whites with lemon juice and white sugar into a meringue-like texture and set it aside.

Then she mixed the soaked millet and three egg yolks with some corn oil in a blender into a smooth batter.

Finally, she combined the egg whites and batter in a small bowl, tapping it on the table.