Chapter 397

Feng Sujin always thinks that she may have forgotten something, some strange dreams before, that young man and that girl, why she didn't remember before she was eight years old.

I didn't think about these things before. Maybe it's because I can't see them now. It's all dark. She can't help thinking more about them.

Just now, a lot of light and shadow flashed in her mind. It was so fast that she couldn't catch it. So the question just came out naturally.

Jun Mohan is picking fish bones for Feng Sujin. Hearing this, he makes a slight graceful move. He sighs and touches her hair. Wen says, "how can you ask?"

Feng Sujin Dudu said: "I don't know. It's just like we used to know each other. Otherwise, why do you treat me so well from the beginning? And I always want to get close to you and do something for you. I don't want to leave you. I'm moved. If I don't know you, I can only say that you are too good to be loved."

Jun Mohan listened to the words, but felt like listening to the love words. He felt moved in his heart, and could not help but lower his head and kiss Feng Sujin's lips. "Some love happens without reason. Don't think about it more, keep a good mood, and your eyes will be better and faster."

Said, he used chopsticks to pick the good fish bone and handed it to Feng Sujin's mouth, "open your mouth."

Feng Sujin opens her mouth obediently, that is, the fish is in her mouth. She chews it, only thinking that it is the salty fish in her mouth, but it seems that it has a sweet taste.

When Jun Mohan looks at Feng Sujin, his eyes are full of deep meaning.

Some memories of Feng Sujin's childhood are not good, so he doesn't want her to remember. She just needs to be happy. Those past are not important.

After dinner, Feng Sujin couldn't watch TV, and she was very bored.

Jun Mohan looks at her and takes her in his arms. "Can't you sleep? Would you like to listen to some music or something? "

Feng Sujin thought about it. Suddenly, she felt something in her heart and said, "I want to hear your story, OK?"

When Jun Mohan heard her words, his eyes flashed a beautiful light. "Bedtime story? What do you want to hear? "

It seems that children will like to listen to bedtime stories, but he dotes on his wife, which is naturally the same as doting on children, so as long as she is happy, he will naturally agree.

Feng Sujin can't see Jun Mohan's face clearly, but he can hear that his tone is indulgent and indulgent. It seems that he will agree to whatever she says. "As long as it's your story, you want to hear it."

I can't see her husband. If there is no voice, she will fall into a lonely darkness.

If only he could be heard all the time.

Jun Mohan went to the study to get a book, went to bed and told her a story with Feng Sujin in his arms. "Hundreds of years ago, there was a beautiful and kind girl among the people..."

Jun Mohan has been looking for a long time in his study. He thinks this folk tale of wild history may interest his little wife.

Feng Sujin listened with interest, as if he was brought into the story by his low and moving voice.

His voice is also like the low voice of love, let her listen to listen, indulge in it, and gradually fall into a dream.

Jun Mohan feels that the person in his arms is more and more quiet. He looks down and finds that she is asleep.

Jun Mohan smiled helplessly, put the book on the bedside table, then gently kissed her forehead, covered the quilt for the two, and turned off the lamp.