That young man was none other than Philip!

Philip had a splitting headache. He looked up at the other person after hearing the voice.

He found a withering old man with a hunched back in coarse linen clothes looking at him with a kind smile.

That look seemed to soothe Philip's mind, and his head no longer ached.

Seeing that Philip was silent, the old man smiled and asked, "How are you feeling? Okay?"

Philip quickly checked himself and said, "I'm fine..."

The old man nodded and said, "That's good to hear, but what were you doing lying on the mountain path? Were you too tired? If my granddaughter hadn't seen you, I'm afraid the wolves would've taken you by now."

seemed a little concerned and blamed

Mountain path?

What mountain path?

in his mind now, but it was in a mess. The only clear thought was

as he realized he could not remember

Philip's eyes as he tried

you can't remember anything, stop thinking about it. Just have a good rest and maybe

deaf ear to the old man. He clenched his right fist and hit his head twice but still could not remember anything. However,

very cute

three months since Philip woke up, but he could not remember anything except his

there's a need to think about it. Life is pretty good

he was every day, but he would end up with a headache and falling into a coma. However, he

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