Chapter 1019

Standing outside the room, Han Muzi looked at the people lying inside through the transparent glass.

Different from Meng Xueyou I saw before.

She had changed into hospital psychiatric clothes, and her body had been wiped clean, revealing her original white skin.

But there are many scars on those fair skin.

Scratches, burns, and all kinds of

Although they were scabbed, these wounds were intricate, spread all over the neck and wrist, and even on the face. They looked startling.

Han Muzi felt breathless. At this time, one hand gently covered her eyes.

"Since you're scared, don't look."

It was the voice of yetingchen. He stood behind her and opened his mouth gently.

Han Muzi calmed down for a moment, then pulled down yetingchen's hand and shook his head gently.

"I'm fine. I'm just a little surprised that she was so badly hurt."

Night Tingchen probably learned some information from her words and frowned: "you don't have a good relationship with her?"

Han Muzi didn't answer, just smiled and looked at Meng Xueyou lying inside.

At this time, she fainted there. She looked quiet, which reminded her of a long time ago. When they were good sisters, they often slept and lay together. Every time she woke up earlier than Meng Xueyou.

Meng Xueyou is capricious and always kicks the quilt when sleeping.

So every morning when Han Muzi wakes up, she covers the quilt for her.

She was as like as two peas.

As before.

In the past, she always attacked Han Muzi with heavy and rich colors. Thinking about it, she felt a little pain in her chest and a little wet in her eyes.

"In the past, we had a good relationship. I saved her, so she relied on me very much. She always said that I was kind to her and would be good to me all my life. She also stood up and helped me a lot when I was in trouble. I thought... We would be good sisters of a sister. At that time, we even discussed that whoever got married first would be the bridesmaid first. I didn't think later..."

It turned out that it was just a play.

She didn't know that Meng Xueyou was kind to her because she really appreciated her, so she became her good sister. Or, knowing her secret, I want to use her to get more and get close to her.

But no matter what the reason for all this, the little things we got along with still burned her chest like fire.

"Don't you remember her?" Han Muzi suddenly looked back at yetingchen. "You know, maybe you can have a good look at her face, which may also help you recover your memory."

Originally, yetingchen didn't pay attention to what the woman lying inside looked like. After listening to Han Muzi's words, he looked at Meng Xueyou's face.

At first, he thought there was nothing strange about the face.

He doesn't have any impression.

But after watching it for a while, several pictures came out of my mind.

And there is Han Muzi in these pictures, but... It's not beautiful.

The woman in the picture wore a pair of Pink Earrings, and he took out a pair of similar earrings. Han Muzi was stimulated and broke the pink nails he sent out.

Never before has the picture been so clear.

It was the thing that he hurt Han Muzi. Yetingchen had a dull pain in his chest. However, before he could experience the pain in his heart, his head hurt violently again.

"Is there any impression?"

Han Muzi asked.

Night Tingchen took back her eyes and fell back on Han Muzi's face. In front of her, she looked at her eyes with great worry and concern, and then gradually overlapped with the painful face in her memory.

Seeing that he didn't answer, he only looked at himself with a pair of deep and very black eyes. Han Muzi was scared. Just now she didn't think so much, but let yetingchen see Meng Xueyou.

After all, they all came, and Meng Xueyou should have left a lot of memories in their lives. It might be helpful for him to have a look?

I didn't expect his reaction to be so great.

Thinking of this, Han Muzi grabbed his hand anxiously: "are you okay? Do you think of something?"

Xiao Su on one side also realized that something was wrong and came forward to help Han Muzi help yetingchen together.

"Little night, are you okay? Why don't we go out first?"

Han Muzi also nodded: "OK, go out first."

As a result, as soon as she wanted to take a step, her hand was clasped by yetingchen, "I'm fine."

"Nothing?" Han Muzi's hanging heart didn't put down, because yetingchen's face and appearance didn't look like nothing. She looked into his dark eyes: "did you think of anything?"

Is Meng Xueyou so exciting?

Is it because she has done those things too much?

I don't know why, Han Muzi suddenly felt a little bad in her heart.

Of course, she knew that yetingchen had only himself in mind, but yetingchen reacted so strongly after seeing Meng Xueyou that she was still a little frustrated.

She knew in her heart where this lack of enthusiasm came from.

But at this time, of course, she has no energy to care.

"Think of some." the night Tingchen sank, grabbed her hand and used some strength. His eyebrows were frowning tightly, and his eyes looked at her as if they were very painful.

Looking at him like this, there was still fine sweat on his forehead, but there was no other extreme reaction. He could even tell her that he remembered something.

It seems that... He really remembered something.

"Did you... Think of some bad memories?" Han Muzi asked.

Night Tingchen paused for a moment and nodded.

Han Muzi suddenly couldn't speak. She took a deep breath and looked around. She found a bench not far away, so she turned and said, "let's go and sit there first."

Night Tingchen thought for a moment and nodded, "OK."

After thinking of those things, yetingchen's headache gradually faded, and he accompanied Han Muzi forward with a gloomy breath.

After sitting down, the medical staff of the mental hospital probably saw this scene and asked curiously, "are you okay? What can I do for you?"

Xiao Su quickly replied, "no, thank you."

Then he wiped a cold sweat. They are all normal people. Where do you need the help of the staff of the mental hospital?

After sitting down, Han Muzi took out a paper towel from his bag, wiped the thin sweat from his forehead for yetingchen, and then wiped both sides of his nose, but yetingchen grabbed his hand.

He suddenly said, "don't be angry."

Han Muzi paused, "huh?"

Night Tingchen's thin lips moved, and it took a long time to spit out a word.

"I have nothing to do with her."