Chapter 2779

Only by washing away the memory of the first language can he have her again

"Or don't you want to change your mind?"

Young master Chu's voice was cold. "Have you ever thought that you have washed away huaguduo's memory. After losing her memory, she fell in love with others. What do you do?"

It's not that this hasn't happened.

It's like the original yanbaozi, washed out by Emory and regarded Hans as her fiance.

It's just a piece of white paper. She can trust whoever she sees.

No matter what the man said to her or what identity he instilled in her, she believed it.

Pei sanshao didn't think about the possibility, but he was lucky.

Fortunately, I thought that if I could make Chu Yu fall in love with him for the first time, I could make her fall in love with him for the second time.

Therefore, washing away her memory has become the most effective way for her to forget her pain.

Seeing his look of pain, Master Chu was a little impatient, but now it's a critical moment, so he can't go wrong.

Master Chu called Chen CE, who immediately sent the hypnotist away.

In the whole process, Pei San was not given any chance to react or refuse.

After sending off the hypnotist, Pei sanshao fell into a trance and fell into self doubt and negative depravity again.

Master Chu took him straight to the hospital.

First hospital.

Chu Yu stands on the balcony with Chen Junhua, watching the snow in the sky.

Snowflakes are all over the air, floating down from the sky with a small spin. There is no mood.

"Yan Yan, how long have we not seen a snow so quietly?" Chen Junhua fell into memories.

When he left country a at the beginning, he naively thought that the good days of him and Yan would begin.

Finally, we can get rid of Pei sanshao's sphere of influence.

Unexpectedly, waiting for him is another greater pain.

Watching her beloved, giving birth to other people's children, watching her in order to give birth to children, and the roots of her illness, watching her in order to live and constantly tired.

Chen Junhua hates herself. If she is not strong enough, she will not be forced to despair.

With a faint reply, he turned around and raised his hand to pull up the zipper of his down coat.

"It's cold. Don't freeze."

Chen Junhua looks down at her hand and sighs, "I have no regrets in my life if I can get your company in the last time of my life."

The first words want to comfort, but there is no comfort.

In the late stage of brain cancer, except death, we can only wait for death.

He lives in pain every day, his vision is gradually declining, and occasionally the symptoms of hemiplegia appear, and he may die suddenly at any time.

Every time he got sick, he would do everything to get her out of the ward.

Don't want her to see the ugly and scared self when she is sick.

Chu Yu holds his cold hand and holds back the tears in his eyes. "Junhua, I will accompany you, always with you."

"Words, you are enough." Chen Junhua held her hand and smiled weakly.

Knock knock knock knock.

Quiet picture, broken by knocking.

Chuyu turns his head and takes a look at the door. Through the glass on the door, he can see the familiar faces.

"Who's here?" Chen Junhua also turned around and looked at the past.

Chuyu patted the back of his hand. "Junhua, you go back to your room to rest. I'll go out for a while and come back right away."

She let go of his hand and turned away from the ward. Before leaving, she did not forget to close the door.