Chapter 169 Blessings and misfortunes

Time flies so slowly, but seven days, for Bai Shu'an, it seems to have passed seven years.

Every day from sunrise to sunset, she looked at the sun outside the window from a white line of fish belly to a brilliant morning light, turned over her head again and again, finally bursting out a fiery glow, and finally swallowed up by endless darkness...

She sat alone in the dark night, accompanied by the cold autumn wind and his weak breath. She began to talk about every bit of her experience with him...

The passing scene is like the picture of a movie, so clear and real. Every time I recall it, I can't help but beat my heart.

Tonight night is as cool as water, and the moonlight is bright. She stood by the window of the ward, stroking a cluster of flowers placed on the balcony. Occasionally, she looked down at the garden. A large sea of roses had already withered. There were many dense tall trees arranged in the woods nearby. In the middle, there were several excellent osmanthus trees. Dancing with the wind, the dark fragrance floats in the air, which is thought-provoking.

This scene suddenly reminded her of this time last year. She was drunk at night talk with him on the top of the west mountain of Yuecheng. The moonlight that night was as bright as today. The starlight that night was so dazzling, as if she could pick the moon and stars when she raised her hand, and when she lowered her head, she saw the sparkling light, which was indescribably comfortable.

8 bottles of farmer's mellow rice wine, just a few sweet baked sweet potatoes. They drank together and talked about the sad things of their childhood. At that time, they did not know the intersection in the past. They only laughed and listened to him look back on the unbearable past. Although they felt strange, they also planted the seeds of pity in their hearts...

Until she was too drunk to wake up, she slept on the wide and cold bluestone board. In half a dream and half awake, she seemed to hear a warm breath, which sounded in her ear, "Do you really want to marry me?"

The thoughts are stagnant...

Looking up at the winding moon with a faint silver light, the gradually blurred eyes were filled with water mist, and the chest seemed to be blocked by a heavy object, dull, depressed, and indescribable pain...

"Do you know that the Mid-Autumn Festival will be in a few days. Last year's Mid-Autumn Festival was the day of our wedding." He sucked his nose fiercely, like a sudden feeling, or like talking to himself, "That day, when you were wearing a gorgeous suit and standing in front of the ceremony stage, when you solemnly took my hand and slowly wrapped the diamond ring shining with colorful glazed light into my fingertips...

At that moment, I really thought of the quiet years, thinking of holding the hand of my son and getting old with him; at that moment, I really had a extravagant hope. Maybe God let us meet and get to know each other, but I just look forward to the day when we can be separated... Are you also..."

When I suddenly looked back, I saw a pair of shiny eyes, like the starlight falling all over the sky, bright and eye-catching, staring at myself motionless.

The vase in his hand suddenly slipped, and the tears fell silently into the broken cold...

She didn't dare to walk too fast and just moved little by little, trying to make sure that it was not her own illusion;

She held her breath and approached uneasily, just to see more from the dark eyes...

However, the bottomless black eyes, like ink jade, just stared at her quietly. It was clear and transparent, and could even reflect the moonlight tonight, but it was terribly quiet, without a trace of shaking or emotion.

The sudden ecstasy solidified in an instant, and then it was her restless heart that calmed down.

"He was injured in the head. Shouldn't he forget everything in the past again? Shouldn't he think of himself as an unrelated stranger?" At this time, she thought so awkwardly that her body had walked to the bedside uncontrollably. "Anyway, fortunately, he is awake. If losing memory is the price he must pay to wake up, then whether there is a mountain of knives or a sea of fire in front of her, she is willing to bear it..."

Suddenly burst into tears and laughed. He sat slowly at the head of the bed, bent down and looked at him stupidly. His tone was a little like coaxing a child and said slowly, "You, don't you know who I am?" He pointed to him, pointed to himself, nodded fiercely, and said solemnly, "I'm your wife. Well, my wife is my wife. Do you understand?"

Seeing that he just blinked his black eyes, his expression was still dull and there was no response. She was a little annoyed, but more worried. Did he not only lose his memory, but also lost his intelligence?

For a moment, he was at a loss, his cheeks turned red, and his palms began to sweat.

Anyway, she can't give up!

So, I re-accumulated my strength and guided painstakingly: "My wife is your favorite person in your life... As you once said, there is only me in your heart. You will love me and love me all your life. No matter what I say or do, I will listen to me, and I will not allow others to bully me..."

She is thinking to herself that if he is really a piece of white paper now, then no matter what she says or does at this moment, as the first impression, it will definitely be deeply engraved in his mind and will never forget it, so she must seize this opportunity and try to shape him into a perfect image of ideal obsession.

Just as she was immersed in her sweet statement, a sudden sentence came from above her head: "Did I really say that?"

He looked up in a trance, met the cunning look in his deep eyes, and suddenly realized.

"You lied to me, you lied to me, how dare you lie to me..." Like a child who was seen through his mind, her cheeks suddenly turned red, and the inexplicable shame made her a little ashamed.

However, the next moment, tears couldn't stop sliding down again. After all, the clenched fist turned into soft comfort and fell gently on his chest. He only buried his head tightly in his arms and was no longer willing to let go...

Looking at her from a slight sobbing to crying in an instant, this time, it can only be changed to him whispering, like coaxing a child, persuading the sad man in his arms over and over again...

If possible, Bai Shu'an has always hoped that time can stay at this moment. Only at this moment, they hug each other tightly and feel each other without any barriers or estrangement. There are only two sincere hearts that love each other, calmly and care about each other.

However, the world is unpredictable after all. Many years later, in the face of her troubled fate, when she finally realizes her powerlessness, she will think of the warmth and sweetness of this moment, which makes her firmly believe that there must be miracles in the world. She believes that he and she will never be defeated by any disasters and predictions, because In the face of fate, she never gives up!