Chapter 888

But the heart is a desolation.

It turned out that an Xianyang had forgotten everything.

No wonder he didn't recognize himself. He thought he was helping him for free.

He really forgot so many things in the past.

"Anyway, you know my brother's mind best now, muying. I hope you can be happy."

An Xiaojing doesn't have to worry too much about an Xianyang's lost memory.

Now that all the parties have spoken, why should we go to the bottom of the matter.

"Well, he's very busy these days. We hardly see each other."

Su Mu Ying sighed.

Like a person, and love a person, and with whom to marry.

It's not going to be the same thing.

"My brother's sense of responsibility is so strong. He must be so busy because of his work, but I wish he had you in his heart."

Do you have any?

Su muying dare not answer this question.

She saw an Xianyang's indifference to Ling Feiyu because he lost his memory.

If one day, he remembers everything.

Even he remembered who his first love was.

Then Ling Feiyu is the most important woman in his heart.

And what about her?

In the memory of an Xianyang's youth, he is just a passer-by.

Nothing is just a passer-by.

Su Mu Ying grinned and laughed at himself.

"Well, I'm going to leave. You'll have a good baby at home. Your daughter will look good in the future, just like you."

Su Mu Ying pulled at the corner of his mouth.

When I came to an Xiaojing, I didn't feel relaxed. On the contrary, I felt heavier.

After an Xiaojing and Su muying had dinner at home, Su muying left.

It's evening before we leave.

Su muying's mood is not calm for a long time.

She's still thinking about what happened.

I miss what an Xiaojing said.

Originally, that person really lost his memory.

Su muying's mouth twitched for a moment. It was very funny, wasn't it?

At least in her opinion.

People who have been thinking about themselves for so many years have forgotten themselves.

I thought he just took himself as a passer-by.

Now it seems that even passers-by are not.

He drove the car. When the car was halfway through, Su muying stopped the car by the side of the road.

At that moment, I don't know why, I couldn't stop crying.

I really cried.

Now I have grown up.

Grandma left, too.

There is no home.

And the original childhood so many dreams have become a bubble, all of a sudden to disappear.

The rest of these naked reality, but like a slap, hard hit himself.

Subverting all her three views.

And the people I liked that year.

That year, so like people, people in the memory of youth, even lost the memory.

Also alone lost and own related that memory.

Why?

Originally thought, oneself and an Xianyang, two people have gone through so many things together, can frankly accept this person.

But now it's different.

Lingfei language appeared.

An Xianyang didn't recognize her because he lost that memory.

Once an Xianyang recovers his memory, he thinks that Ling Feiyu is his first love.

Then I am nothing.

Right?

In Su muying's world, he thinks so.

She turned out to be nothing.

Even dream, and fantasy that has been able to rely on people, are not.

Outside the window, it seems that a figure has climbed up.

Then there was a knock on the window.

Su muying looks up.

Rolled down the window, in front of the person is not others.

It's Ling Feiyu.

The woman is looking at her now in a condescending manner.

It's like I've been following her here for a long time.

There are still many tears in Su muying's eyes.

When I see a woman, I don't know if I want to dry it in a hurry.

"Oh, what's the matter, crying?"

Ling Fei's voice is full of provocation.

Looking at Su muying, it was as if he had expected this day.

"Do you know he lost his memory?"

Su Mu Ying looked at the woman, and for the first time felt that the woman's city was so deep.

"Of course I know, because I made him lose his memory."Ling Fei language's corner of the eye crossed a silk woman's rare ruthlessness.

Su muying is still in the car.

Is this answer a shock?

"Why?"

"Why? Do you want him to remember you? At the last stage of the training, I saw your friendship for him and all your sacrifices. In order to save him, you hurt yourself. Do you think I'll make him remember these things? "

Ling Feiyu asked in a funny way.

Su Mu Ying shakes his head. It turns out that an Xianyang is not a heartless man.

He never mentioned the past with himself, just because he lost his memory.

"Of course, you saved him, and then he began to mention you in front of me. At that time, I couldn't stand it the most."

"Mention me?"

Su muying was shocked.

"He mentioned you, but you don't have to think too much. An Xianyang would mention you, and he didn't know who you were. He told me that he was saved by a woman, and I told him that it was me. But it seems to be unfair to him, so I just erased his memory. "

"That is to say, he also forgot you."

"Yes, I've forgotten the same thing."

Ling Feiyu's eyes seem to have a trace of unpredictable emotion.

Su Mu Ying just feels that the woman in front of him is very cruel.

Not only to others, but also to herself.

What kind of experience makes a woman treat herself like this.

"You and he have such a beautiful past, how many women yearn for, even these, you are willing to give up?"

Su Mu is full of doubts.

Ling Feiyu didn't agree.

"Or let me live with him in a lie? There can't be any stain between him and me. So, it's the fairest thing to sacrifice his memory. "

As soon as the words fell, Su muying felt that his heart was in pain.

She is not only concerned about an Xianyang's amnesia, but also something hidden here.

"How did you do it? What did you give him?"

"Ha ha, how can I forget that you are a person who knows poison. In front of you, any poison or antidote is just a small skill."

The woman smiles.

"It's forsythia."

"Even the grass!"

Su muying's expression was almost full of shock.

This woman used Forsythia to an Xianyang.

Once taken, people lose their most recent memories.

And it's never going to recover.

When Ling Feiyu does this, he is determined to let an Xianyang forget everything.