How can he allow such a proud man to be easily forgotten when he wants to or can't forget?
Eyes twinkle, Mu Qinghuan does not know where he comes from self-confidence, can easily retrieve her memory?
Does he think she wants to forget herself and the past?
In the past two years, she has made a lot of efforts, but she can't find her forgotten past.
Maybe no one wants her to remember.
Except for him, the city was sealed.
The brain is more painful, Mu Qinghuan really want to roll in place, the heart is also a while uncomfortable.
"Mu Qinghuan, what's the matter with you?" Seeing that Mu Qinghuan is not right, Feng Cheng's eyes are tight. He holds her body firmly and asks deeply.
"Head, pain..." inexplicable, Mu Qinghuan tell the truth.
It's estimated that she used her brain too much. Feng Cheng patted her on the back, and her words eased unconsciously. "Now, what can you think of?"
Blank mind, suddenly flashed a little fragmentary picture, is she dragging luggage from a small room to leave
"I'm sorry..." Mu Qinghuan's heart was tight. They all said that she was a vain woman. She left him at the most difficult time of closing the city. Is it true?
"What do you see?" Feng Cheng asked nervously.
"I see, I leave from a small house..." Mu Qinghuan couldn't lift her head and said with remorse.
Feng Cheng's eyes hurt. That morning, she left him.
He sneered, and then slowly patted her on the back, "take your time, I'm not in a hurry."
Shaking his head, Mu Qinghuan continued to recall, but he was held tightly in his arms by Fengcheng, "enough, don't think about it any more!"
Although the means of coercion can make Mu Qinghuan think of something temporarily, it is a kind of torture to her.
She is no different from a patient now. The only difference is that she needs more verbal care and a safe environment.
Slowly, Mu Qinghuan finally calmed down. She kneaded her head and realized that she was too close to Fengcheng. She had to break away like an electric shock, but Fengcheng stretched out her hand and held her waist firmly. "In the past, I used to hold you like this."
"Is it?" In confusion, Mu Qinghuan was about to say something.
Bang.
Li Tangyao came in with two takeout, with a smile of satisfaction in his mouth. He was also pleased that Mu Qinghuan had returned the bracelet. Maybe his efforts could change Mu Qinghuan's mind.
When he witnessed the closure of the city, the dimple on his face disappeared instantly. He subconsciously tightened the thermos box in his hand, and his voice was very light, "fourth brother..."
After a pause, Li Tangyao almost blurted out, "let's have a fair competition."
"When she gets her memory back, she'll pick whoever she chooses." Three times in a row, Fengcheng was not afraid of the competition.
Take a deep breath again, Li Tangyao asked oppressively, "if her memory can't be restored?"
Fengcheng quickly retorted, "impossible!"
Neither of the two men is willing to be modest. The center of their discussion is her. However, they just ask Mu Qinghuan what she means and discuss her like a cabbage. Is it too disrespectful for women?
"I'm going to bed." Cover the quilt, muqinghuan who do not want to pay attention, the whole person into a confusion.
She doesn't want to hurt anyone. She is just a person who has forgotten the past. Only she knows the past, and no one can help her.
She didn't know how to choose right
"Eat first." Put down the incubator, Li Tangyao tried to tempt with delicious food.
The stomach growls, Mu Qinghuan seems hungry, she forced herself to divert attention, "no, you go out first, I want to rest."
"Let's go." Wide collar, Fengcheng himself does not leave, will not let Li Tangyao stay, he forcibly grasped Li Tangyao's wrist, rushed out of the door.
"Fourth brother..." Li Tangyao licked his lower lip and explained, "I don't have to fight with you, but when Mu Qinghuan left you, no one knows what happened. Are you sure she really wants to remember?"
"When she gets her memory back... She'll come back to me." The reason why Mu Qinghuan left that year, and what else could be there, was clearer than anyone else. He explained that he and Narcissus were clean, and Mu Qinghuan believed it, otherwise she would not agree to sleep with him when she left.
But she, after sleeping with him, got up early in the morning and left. She just didn't like being rich, and couldn't live a hard life.
However, he is not the same now, has let her down!
"Does she have to choose you?" Li Tangyao asked uncertainly that he had been with Mu Qinghuan for the past two years. He already knew Mu Qinghuan better than anyone else. If he could recover his memory, would Mu Qinghuan easily forget the happy time of the past two years?
"Let's have a try." He raised his rebellious jaw and closed the city with a cold smile. In two years, Li Tangyao did not let Mu Qinghuan recover her memory, which means that Li Tangyao was not enough to affect her.
"For miss Meiluo..." Li Tangyao put forward symbolically, and then he wanted to say nothing. He didn't want to seal the city. It was a kind of injury.
"I know how to deal with it. I don't need you to worry about it." After that, Fengcheng pretended to take out the car key, a look of leaving.
Seeing this, Li Tangyao left first.
After Li Tangyao left, Fengcheng turned back. He sat quietly on the bench in the corridor, squeezed his fingers into fists, and then relaxed slowly.
Every time I feel heartache, I will not feel any more pain
It doesn't hurt at all
"Don't --!" When Mu Qinghuan woke up from a nightmare, he was already sweating and his eyes were full of tears.
She dreamt that someone was shooting at Fengcheng, and then, Fengcheng was covered with blood.
Heart thumping straight jump, Mu Qinghuan's first reaction is to grasp the mobile phone to call Fengcheng, to ensure his safety.
But she realized that she had gone too far.
Xiao Liu is her boyfriend
But she cried for other men in her dream.
Covering his cheek, Mu Qinghuan constantly tells himself to be calm, must be calm, but still immersed in the hard to escape dream, depressed crying.
Why is she so upset?
After changing into his own clothes, Mu Qinghuan's mind was dazed.
With countless "whys," Mu Qinghuan listlessly opened the door.
In front of her eyes, a large handful of fiery red roses flashed quickly, making her suddenly bright in front of her eyes.
As if forgetting that nightmare just now, Mu Qinghuan can't help reaching out to touch it.
The rose must be fresh, covered with white dew, pitiful.
After returning to God, Mu Qinghuan was suddenly surprised and looked up at people!
Ear, came his rich magnetic voice, "Qing'er, like it?"