Chapter 1489

"Today, I lost my memory for ten hours. I really want to thank Edward. He is the best friend in the world. Without him, I would have been miserable. But in the recovery of memory, how eager I am to return to your side, I think we once sat on the hillside together.

Overhead are the bright moon and stars, and behind me are the timid whispering grass. It's strange that when I have memory, what I remember most is not the number of banquets we attended and the luxurious life I had, but the little bits and pieces with you. "

The sound of fingers flipping on the paper has become a unique melody in this room. Ding Yiyi moved the lamp on the table closer and continued to see:

"I can clearly feel that my time of amnesia is getting longer and longer. I don't know what to do. I love you. I really love you. I still love you even at the end of the world I'm looking for you now. You must be ecstatic, but you will not be the only one who will fall into grief after that. I feel like an ignorant child who occupies your love, but I don't remember you or anyone else. Maybe you will spend your whole life in this kind of pain. I don't want to, and I will be dead. "

Outside the house came a crisp bicycle ring, which was the signal when the flower seller was ready to go home. As long as the flowers were sold out or new orders were added, she would always be so happy to ring more.

She turned another page, and the blank page swore that she had lost all her memory that day, and then the book was collected by Edward.

She went through it again. Every page was about missing, and the name of Ye nianmo appeared on every page.

"I love him so much?" She gave herself a big question mark in her heart. If anyone in the world said that she loved him, she had reason not to believe it. After all, they were not her. How could she know that she loved him.

But every sentence, every word and even every punctuation mark in the notebook reveals Ding Yiyi's deep love and despair. She didn't want to lose her memory, even if she wanted to come back to him on the last day before amnesia. She really loved him.

He and she missed more than half a year? Do you want to continue to miss? The answer is No. She got up and immediately collapsed into a chair for a long time.

The hunger in her stomach and the numbness in her calf crisscrossed, and she had to grin and wait for the paralysis to disappear.

In the dining room, Ding Yiyi ate the food left by Edward. Her tears fell into the mashed potatoes and disappeared quickly.

The phone rang so abruptly that she could hear the voice, but could not find her own mobile phone.

Every time the ring rang, she was so anxious that she looked for it on the sofa and on the desk. When she found the mobile phone on the bookcase, the other party had already hung up.

She immediately called in the past, and the phone was quickly connected. Edward seemed to be talking to someone else. After a while his attention returned to the receiver, "Emily?"

"Edward." Ding Yiyi calls to him, and obviously suppresses his cry, but there is still a crying cavity leaking out.

The other side seems to have noticed that, after a while, there was a lot of silence around him. His voice was still as steady as before, "don't worry, speak slowly."

"I found your alarm clock, I found the key." Ding Yiyi calmed down the mood and then continued to say: "I opened the notebook."

Edward was not too surprised. Instead, he said with a smile, "you have always been a smart girl. I knew when I rescued you from their hands."

"I'm sorry, I really feel like a jerk." Ding Yiyi has been apologizing, even if she thinks it is useless to apologize. She has occupied him for so long, openly occupying him with his own amnesia and imprisoning him to find his own happiness.

"Fool," said Edward with a smile in his voice, "you used to be my greatest happiness."

His side of the signal seems to be very bad, the line was suddenly cut off, her cry, her confession were all blocked thousands of miles away.

Edward took his cell phone away, looked at the fading screen, leaned closer to the name in his address book and whispered, "it's the same now."

In the UK, Ding Yiyi had time to calm down her mood because of the sudden disconnection. Until her fingers stopped shaking, she picked up her mobile phone again. Just as she wanted to call again, a short message was transmitted.

"Yiyi? Now I can call you that. The reason for changing your name was so dirty that I couldn't say it, but I still want to say it. The reason for changing your name is that I want you to get rid of the past forever, and I don't want to let the people who are related to you have a chance to find you. However, the power of God is irreversible.

You and he are destined to be a couple blessed by God. God has entrusted the mission of guarding you to me. Now that my mission has been completed, it is time to pursue what I want to pursue. Promise me to go to sleep now, and then tomorrow, when the sun rises, you will immediately set out to find the one you are meant to be. And, don't call me again. This number will be activated again at the right timeThe content of the message is clean and tidy, with the meaning of the last goodbye. Ding Yi holds the mobile phone in his hand and puts it down until he gets hot.

Outside the window, the neighbor's eight-year-old child was saying something to his partner loudly. Clear laughter spread through the air.

There is a smell of roast chicken in the nose. It should be roasted by the wife of the owner of the bookstore next door. She always likes to put special spices in the baking process. Although it is a bit choking, it always makes people remember deeply.

Ding Yiyi stood at the window, where she could see the figures in the opposite house, but she didn't feel lonely at all.

In the morning, she was awakened by the clear bicycle bell, one sound after another, like a lark in spring.

She got up as usual. First she looked around and tied up her hair.

"Miss Emily!" She heard the clear call.

When she went downstairs to open the door, the flower seller's basket was full of large purple flowers, and there were a few drops of dew on the flowers, which looked very beautiful.

"What is this?" Attracted by the purple, she asked quickly.

The child took a bunch and handed it to her, "calamus, a symbol of good news."

"Good news?" Ding Yiyi lowers his head and sniffs at the flowers, and the corners of his mouth unconsciously raise a happy arc.

The child seemed to be on his way. "Mr. Edward asked me to give it to you. I have paid for it. I'll go."

After a few steps on her car, she suddenly braked again. "By the way, Miss Emily, I'm going to school, and I won't come out to sell flowers."

The clear and crisp bicycle bell gradually away, Ding Yi holding a bouquet of flowers to watch her go away. All of a sudden there was peace in my heart. All people are on the way to the future, no matter good or bad, no one stops.

She went back to her room with a bouquet of flowers and found the most beautiful vase in the room to place calamus. All this did not deliberately speed up. Everything seemed to conform to nature. When she went out, it was almost nine o'clock in the morning.

To the hotel, she diameter to the hotel ye nianmo's room, standing outside the wooden room, her just raised hand is slightly shaking.

All kinds of feelings in her heart gathered in one place and forced her to press the doorbell. She pressed the doorbell three times at a time, then straightened her collar and cuffs, and stood and waited.

After a few minutes, there was no movement in the room. She pressed again, but no one responded.

All the surging emotions were suppressed by his absence of cognition. She went to the elevator and left the hotel lobby, but she was stopped by the people at the front desk.

"Are you Miss Emily, please?" A white girl in a ponytail looked at her and said with a smile. Her face relaxed a lot after she got the nod. "A guest asked us to give you this key if they saw you, and let you go to the room in person."

Back to the door again, Ding Yi holds the room card and opens the door. The room is empty. Although someone comes to clean it every day, it is still a little less popular.

In the corner of the room, there were dozens of well packaged gifts from first base.

Every day, when she came back with a piece of paper, I saw a strong writing on the desk

Ye nianmo also left? Shocked in her heart, she went to the pile of gifts and counted them carefully. There were 23 in total.

She opened the first one in her hand. It was a Book of jewelry design. There were many illustrations in the book. Her eyes stayed on every jewelry picture for a long time, because the designer's moral name on each piece of jewelry was Ding Yiyi.

"Are these all designed by me?" She shivered and stroked the smooth surface of the paper, feeling more and more wonderful, until the afternoon, she read all the contents of the book.

She took the book with her, went home and ate a few meals at will. After that, she continued to read it from the beginning to the end. The deadline fell on the last picture.

From the picture, it is easy to see that this is a wedding ring. In the blue velvet box, two simple pairs of rings are nestled together, and there is a candy beside the box.

She immediately thought of the scene described in her diary. At the time of marriage, a child took the gift box by mistake. The box opened at the wedding scene contained you not a ring, but a candy.

"Ha ha." She laughed and choked. How lucky would she be to meet these people?

early in the morning, she went to the hotel early in the morning. Today's gift is the latest perfume. The faint fragrance of flowers makes people seem to indulge in the fragrance of flowers.

She returned home with a gift of contentment, first watering the plants at home, and then picked up a pen and paper to the study.

In the study, everything was left intact. The history of western philosophy that Edward had read before he left was still on the desk. She spread out her pen and paper on the desk and began to write.

"Edward, you must be surprised to know that I am writing to you. You will tell me where you are, but it does not hinder our communication. From today on, I will write you a letter every day, even if these letters will never reach you."