Chapter 188

Ouyang Ye looked at her eyes that were wet like rain. He squatted down with a long sigh and carefully avoided Liang Jia's deep eyes: "you are still too weak, and you are not in a good mental state."

He reached out and gently picked up Liang Jia's hair scattered in her ear, rippling a smile: "when you are in better spirits, I will take you back naturally."

There was a mist slowly filling her eyes, and she felt that they were swollen.

Hearing Ouyang Ye's reply, Liang Jia seems to be putting her heart down. She stands up again stiffly after losing all her strength. She turns around and looks at the empty and cold road with constant traffic.

"I know you must be very tired now. You see, the memory is beginning to get a little confused." Ouyang Ye's deep eyes look at Liang Jia's white face. There is a deep light flashing in his eyes.

As the sky gradually darkened, Zhou Xingchen stood at the door of the room, looking at the empty room with empty eyes.

Day and night, all the time and space have condensed, only he stood in this empty, empty room. Liang Jia's unique fragrance even reverberated in the air, as if she had not left, still around him.

He didn't insist on seeing the corpse of the woman who fell off the cliff any more. He just asked people to put it in the funeral home.

He didn't believe it was her, and he didn't want to believe it.

The light in the room suddenly came on, and Liang Ruian stood beside the button. Her expressionless, always cold face finally had an indescribable sadness: "Xing Chen, I hope you can sort out your mood."

After a pause, she looked at Zhou Xingchen's lips without saying a word: "mom knows you are very guilty, but it's not a long-term plan to put Liang Jia in the funeral home. I wonder if you should..."

"Ma." Zhou Xingchen, who had been silent for a long time, finally interrupted Liang Ruian's words: "I know how to do it."

He knew what Liang Ruian was going to say, and even Jin Xuan advised him not to be sad and hold a funeral for Liang Jia. But, no, although he was staring at the empty room in a daze, there was still a glimmer of hope in his heart. He always felt that she was still in the world. Even if he didn't know which corner of the world she was in, he was sure that the female corpse in the funeral parlor would not be her. So he didn't go to see the corpse of the woman staying in the funeral home, and he didn't want to hold a funeral for her.

His Liang Jia, just his own Liang Jia, even Yama, can't take her away.

Seeing that his face was gray, Liang Ruian sighed and said nothing more. He turned away.

Zhou Xingchen's eyes looked at the empty room with the light on, sat quietly on the edge of the bed, took out his mobile phone and opened the mobile phone screen. His eyes were deep, looking at the wedding photo downloaded from the Internet.

Quietly closed his eyes, as if to print the wedding photo in his mind.

"Zhou Xingchen is not your husband, he is just an entrepreneur." Ouyang Ye's long eyelashes were shaking. Looking at Liang Jia's eyes, there was a gloomy light passing by: "Jia Jia, I know that you fell down from the mountain, your head was seriously damaged, and you have lost part of your memory."

Liang Jia's pupils grow up slowly, and the sunlight penetrates her eyes, so dazzling that she can't see Ouyang Ye standing in front of her.

"I've always wanted to tell you the truth, but I'm afraid you can't accept it."

Ouyang Ye's gentle fingers skimmed her soft hair, and a pair of gentle eyes looked at her quietly. There was something black floating in the bottom of her deep eyes, and then it was silent.

"Jiajia, actually, I'm your fiance."

His lips opened, and time condensed in an instant. He spoke so touching and sincere that Liang Jia almost thought that Zhou Xingchen was just a dream she had been weaving for a long time.

But no, these days in the sun island, those daily, those heart moment, are real existence, it is not her own experience of a dream.

She lowered her head so hard that her nails were deeply embedded in her hands.

It's still very quiet around, there's tiny dust floating in the air, and Liang Jia's hand is released again.

"Maybe you are right. Maybe Zhou Xingchen is just my illusion."

Seeing Liang Jia's eyes, Ouyang Ye smiles and gently embraces Liang Jia. Some cold big hands hold Liang Jia's stiff little hands: "Jiajia, you are not in good health now. Don't run around like this. You see, you're not wearing more clothes. "

Liang leaned gently in his arms and felt the strange arms. His nose was wrapped in the perfume of a man who was not familiar with the strange perfume of men. Her eyelashes trembled and her eyes closed.Ouyang Ye embraces the little woman in his arms, and a deep wisp passes through his eyes. The glass in the hospital corridor reflects his gloomy face. He looks at the little woman with closed eyes in his arms, and a smile passes through the corner of his mouth with satisfaction.

Yes, Liang Jia, from today on, is his fiancee.

From the beginning, he learned from the doctor that she had experienced concussion, lost her memory and had a bad rest for a long time, which led to her coma in the forest. When he knew this from the doctor's mouth, Ouyang ye knew that he had a chance.

Since God wants her to lose her memory to arrange their relationship, he doesn't mind telling her that Liang Jia is his fiancee.

The weather is getting chilly.

Ouyang Ye takes off his coat and covers Liang Jia's body. He holds her shoulders and smiles: "Jia Jia, since I have told you the truth now, don't let me worry about it any more, OK?"

He looked directly into her eyes and saw that her face was dark. He couldn't see her emotion. He held her shoulder hand and used his strength: "promise me, don't run around any more. You can't go far now."

Liang Jia looked at his deep eyes, the black eyes with his vague expectation.

She knew what would happen if she didn't agree with Ouyang ye at the moment. She nodded and turned to the ward weakly.

She never questioned which period of time she spent with Zhou Xingchen, nor did she question Zhou Xingchen's words. She believed that those palpitations on the sunlight Island, those that she said in his home or in Xia's home were real.

Because she is aware of the deep thought in Ouyang Ye's eyes, so she grows crazily, even though she doesn't know what the deep thought is.

Although she knows that she has lost her memory, she can still choose to believe or not at a certain moment.