Transmigrated into the body of a prematurely deceased beloved child

Chapter 313 Am I the weakest son of the vampire progenitor? 50

Zhao Zhao raised her hand to wipe away his tears, while two lines of clear tears also streamed down her own face. The two cried silently, one enduring the pain to the extreme, the other bewildered and confused.

"Little Hill, that's you. Your name is Hill Gavin, the sixth son of Morsen Cain, the progenitor of the vampire clan. You are the noble little prince of the entire vampire clan, and the darling of all of us older brothers and sisters..."

"Did you...remember?"

Gently wiping away Zhao Zhao's tears, Asher spoke softly, saying that he had devoted almost all his patience and care to this person.

Zhao Zhao didn't speak, but stared at him intently, and suddenly said, "My name is Zhao Zhao."

"you……"

Asher closed his eyes. "Stop fooling around, you are Hilgarven."

His amnesia is getting worse...

The pink roses were then carelessly tossed on the table. Zhao Zhao leaned on Asher's shoulder and looked back, a hint of regret flashing in her eyes.

These flowers are quite pretty.

Back at the castle, Asher took Zhao Zhao to find Evanolin. With their father away, the eldest sister made all the decisions.

While he and Evanolin were discussing Zhao Zhao's symptoms and their recent conversation, Zhao Zhao sat quietly to one side, holding her doll, seemingly lost in thought.

Seeing this, Evanolin called out, "Zhaozhao?"

Zhao Zhao immediately turned her head, a cute smile curving her lips. "What's wrong?"

Asher and Evanolin exchanged bewildered glances. He couldn't remember his own name, "Hilgarven," but he remembered this name that had appeared out of nowhere.

Zhao Zhao just smiled.

"Remember my name, don't forget it."

Zhao Zhao didn't remember any of them, but instinctively ran up to each of them and gave them a hug. "I think I have to go. Take good care of yourselves."

A sudden, inexplicable panic gripped Evanorin and her companion. They asked, "Where are you going?"

Zhao Zhao then picked up his doll and walked towards the door. Upon hearing this, he didn't even turn his head and said, "I don't know."

Asher instinctively grabbed him, but Evanolin pulled him back, saying, "Let's follow him."

"Ah."

The two followed behind Zhao Zhao. Afterwards, he went to see Lu Si'en, Damian, and Darid. After all the older brothers and sisters gathered, they looked at Zhao Zhao with tenderness and affection.

"Hehe." Zhao Zhao looked up and gave each person a deep look.

"Little Hill, do you remember me?" A gentle voice sounded as someone touched her face.

Then, someone gently tugged at her hair and said with displeasure, "Honey, I'm Fourth Brother~"

“And me, Lu Si'en.”

"I am the eldest sister."

"Does my baby still remember me?"

All Zhao Zhao heard was a jumble of noises, and she was in a daze with her memories in a very confused state.

Fortunately, the chatter among them soon stopped, and they simply watched Zhao Zhao quietly.

Zhao Zhao looked again and felt that something was still missing in her heart.

He pouted, and immediately someone knelt down with concern, "What's wrong, honey?"

Zhao Zhao's eyes were blurred with tears, and she could only shake her head, "I don't know either."

Evanolin pushed through the crowd and forcefully picked him up, saying, "If you don't know, you don't know. Let's go back and rest."

"Zhao Zhao."

He only responds when called by this name.

So for the next few days, everyone started calling him "Zhaozhao".

……

[Host, you can leave now.]

Just as dawn was breaking, Zhao Zhao, lying in the coffin, slowly woke up and happened to hear those words. He had never forgotten the existence of the system.

There seemed to be nothing in this world worth remembering. After hesitating for a moment, just as he was about to nod, the coffin lid was pushed open, and a golden light flashed before his eyes. Mosen Cain, covered in blood, suddenly appeared in front of him.

The man's red eyes were filled with panic as he looked at him. He raised his hand and hugged him tightly, so tightly that Zhao Zhao could hardly breathe. He struggled, but the man held him even tighter.

"Hilgarven, you are my child, you cannot leave!"

The unexpected happened suddenly. Just as the system was about to take action, another golden light appeared, and the god... descended upon the world once more.