Chapter 147 Dreamer

At this time, Luo Hanfeng sat quietly on the huge reef on this side, as if his body had merged with it. From sunrise to sunset, another day was about to pass.

The evening wind, with a little coolness, rolled up the messy hair on his forehead again. He slowly straightened his already stiff and numb legs. He lowered his head and heard a slight footsteps behind him.

At first, he didn't care until the sound of fine footsteps gradually approached his side and clicked the familiar orchid fragrance into his nose, which awakened his painful thoughts in an instant and surrounded his numb body tightly.

There was a moment of sluggishness in my mind. When I looked back in a trance, I saw the orange and yellow setting sun. I don't know when the familiar figure had fallen from the sky and fell in front of his eyes.

The white long skirt is close to the exquisite body, accompanied by long hair like a waterfall flying in the wind, and a pair of bright eyes flashing with crystal luster, staring at him motionless...

The hard sculpture slowly stood up from the reef, moved its lips, and only squeezed out a few words in its hoarse voice: "Why?"

At this moment, there were countless reasons in his heart who wanted to ask her, "Why did you get close to me, why did you marry me, why did you come here to find me at this moment? Why is there no hatred in your eyes? There is only pain, pity, reluctance..." However, this sentence contains too many questions about why, but She explained it completely in a few words.

"Because you used to be my dearest little Ye brother." The figure in white was accompanied by warm light, and his footsteps were light, slowly approaching him.

Today, although her voice was a little choked, it seemed particularly gentle. This softness and warmth made his heart soften involuntarily and replied in a low voice, "But I don't remember anything..."

Recalling the unbearable memory, he sighed and added, "I fell into the water when I was a child, and my brain was seriously deficient in oxygen, so my body fell into a severe coma. I lay in the disease for several months before waking up, and the memory of living in Yuncheng was erased like this..."

8 years ago, when he accidentally learned that Ruan Lingqiu was not his biological mother, and then asked Luo Tianqi the truth, the answer Luo Tianqi gave him was that his mother's name was Ru Yu, who was once an embroidered girl in Luo's cloth village. Luo Tianqi and Ru Yu met in the year of cardamom. The two fell in love and secretly fell in love.

However, because of the great changes, the Luo family decided to move to the United States. Before leaving, Luo Tianqi made a promise to Ru Yu that he would return to China to find her. After ten years of separation, Luo Tianqi finally found an opportunity to return to China. The old relationship between the two rekindled and they had the reality of husband and wife.

Just when Luo Tianqi decided to inform his grandfather Luo Shenghong about this matter and asked her to do it, Luo's clothing in the United States suddenly fell into crisis. Under Luo Shenghong's bitter plea, Luo Tianqi had to choose to marry Ruan Lingqiu.

Nevertheless, for the next seven years, Luo Tianqi did not give up Ru Yu. He had been secretly taking care of Ru Yu's mother and son in various ways until Ru Yu died of illness. When Luo Tianqi returned to China to find Luo Hanfeng, he had inexplicably fallen into the water and his life was in danger. At that time, Yuncheng's medical technology was slightly backward, only It was to save his life for the time being. In a hurry, Luo Tianqi brought Luo Hanfeng directly back to the United States for medical treatment.

When Luo Tianqi told Luo Hanfeng about this bumpy experience, although he was skeptical, he recognized it on the surface. Naturally, he was also worried about the lost memory, because he couldn't remember his mother's face, the appearance of his hometown, and why he suddenly fell into the water.

He only remembers that when he was 8 years old, when he opened his eyes and woke up, he was already in the United States, as if the memory of life had just begun from that moment.

Time flies. After returning to Yuncheng, in fact, Luo Hanfeng has never given up the investigation in private. Unfortunately, with the personnel changes, Luo's Buzhuang has long been in decline. With the name of Ru Yu alone, he did not find more clues.

Until that day, he learned another strange name from Ruan Lingqiu - Meng Yu. It turned out that his mother had changed her name and became a dancer. No wonder he tried his best to find out more information; and his biological father, in order to cover up his crime, did not hesitate to weave it with lies.

Therefore, now he can't judge which of Luo Tianqi's past statements are true and which are false.

That day was his nightmare. Every time he recalled, he still had lingering palpitations. Only one accident made his broken heart feel a trace of residual warmth.

He is Meng's son. She is Dai Yun's daughter. They have lived together for several years.

It turned out that there was such a fate between them; it turned out that last spring, on the lakeside of Yuecheng, they did not meet for the first time, but they met again; it turned out that the feeling of déjà vu in their hearts was due to that lost memory...

He has never been as eager to remember that memory as he is now. In the past few days, from early morning to sunset, he always sat alone at the seaside and recalled desperately. Every time he thought of a splitting headache, his mind was still dark...

At this time, when he heard her say the name so preciously, the bottom of his suppressed heart surged up in an instant.

"It doesn't matter." She continued to approach him slowly, and in her clear eyes, the crystal water slipped off. "Actually, I don't remember much." Yanran smiled, and there was a little joke in the touching laughter, "But I always see you in my dreams. Whenever I am in danger, you will come out to protect me. It's just that I didn't know that the person in my dream had already come to me..."

"In the dream, it turns out that I have been in your dream..." His voice also became choked, as if it was unbelievable and muttering to himself.

Suddenly, he looked up to the sky and smiled, and the laughter revealed uncontrollable joy.

At this moment, his deep eyes stared at the woman in white dress standing in front of him under the golden light. A face wet with tears was touching, and his eyes were as bright as gold, instantly melting the thick ice in his heart.

He couldn't help raising his hand, with a trace of trembling, gently put it on her cheek, and gently pinned the dancing hair behind her ears.

He held her face solemnly with one pair of hands, slowly lowered his head, and a ball of coldness was gently imprinted on her soft lips.

A long and far-reaching kiss, with the memory of the past, with endless ties, with a deep lovesickness, deeply branded into her heart.

At the junction of the sea and the sky, the sunset has fallen, leaving clouds all over the sky...

I don't know how long time has passed. On the protruding reef on the shore, two figures, one high and one low, one blue and one white, are still hugging each other tightly.

The high hand held the low head, and the other hand stuck to her waist reluctantly, wrapping the melted softness tightly in her arms without any gap.

The low bare feet, on tiptoe, raised his head, and meekly catered to his endless lingering...

Several seabirds that returned to the nest flew by, swirling around this group, and made a few loud calls from time to time, which could not make the pair of figures trapped in it move a little. Finally, the seabirds felt bored and flew to the depths of the rainforest by themselves...