Yan Mu restrained the trembling around him, looked at Fu Chen, and his voice was extremely cold: "You let go of me." ”

To this day, he doesn't remember it.

He didn't know what they had done five years ago, and he didn't know how much pain she had endured in the past five years.

What qualifications does he have to mention love to her, and what qualifications does he have to tell her that it's all over and it's all right?

The man she loves the most, the baby who was stripped from her flesh and blood, but overnight, abandoned her at the same time.

All the bright futures she was looking forward to, looking forward to, and planning all fell apart in an instant.

There are countless comforters, persuaders, mockers, and spectators.

But there is no one who can empathize with her.

The family of three she hoped for had become her loner, and all the good or bumpy memories of her and him became a cage that trapped her alone.

Over the years, she has lived every day like a year, waiting for them to come back every day.

Even as long as you go to the airport on a business trip, you can't help but sit for a while.

I thought that maybe I would be able to meet at the airport in the early morning or afternoon.

And this is a whole five years, nearly 2,000 days and nights, and there is no news.

He told her to take care of her body, saying that this medicine is not good for her health.

But she didn't know at all that she relied on this thing to get a good night's sleep once in a while and survive well.

Yan Mu's emotions were out of control a little bit, and he tried his best to retreat him, and the remaining trace of patience was consumed in his voice.

"One last time, let go. ”

Fu Chen finally let go of his hand, looked at her with cold eyes, turned around and went to the bed, and completely covered his head with the quilt.

For a while, his eyes were distressed, guilty, dazed, and at a loss, all intermingled.

He could feel her pain, but he couldn't understand and appreciate her emotions after all, and he had no memory of those pasts.

The only thing left is the body's instinct to be close to her, and the affection and love for her for no reason.

There was silence for a long time, and the person covered in the quilt remained motionless, Fu Chen sat on the edge of the bed, accompanying her, but did not disturb her.

Until the quilt was lifted, she collected her emotions, and her voice was slightly hoarse.

"There's a quilt in the cupboard, you lay down the floor, sorry, give me some time, I'll try to accept it." ”

"Good. Fu Chen's face was gentle, he didn't say much, took the quilt and cleaned it up, turned off the light and lay down.

In the middle of the night, he got up again, did not turn on the light, and went out of the bedroom in the faint moonlight.

Yan Mu didn't fall asleep, looking at the person who left, a trace of loneliness appeared in his eyes, and he couldn't say anything for a while.

Because I forgot about it anyway, and I didn't have much emotion anyway, so I saw her lose control like this, avoiding him and resisting him again and again, so she simply left?

Just like Du Yunqian, he retreated in the face of difficulties.

Yan Mu rolled over and curled up a little.

It's okay to go, it's what Fu Chen should be like when he goes.

He has always been a person who only has a career, and feelings are indifferent to him.

Come to think of it, there will be no interest in spending too much time on a woman.

She didn't feel sleepy, and she had been used to such insomnia over the years, so she simply let her complicated thoughts turn her brain into a pot of porridge.

But it was only ten minutes before the door opened again.

Fu Chen stood at the door for a while, letting his eyes get used to the faint light when the lights were not on, and then walked to the side of the bed.

He said in a deep voice: "You haven't slept yet, have you?" get up and drink some milk, it's good for sleep." ”

Yan Mu's heart suddenly warmed up, and he came to his senses, his good, don't get used to it.

She resisted the urge to sit up, and her voice was light and detached: "No need, thank you, I'm not used to eating before going to bed." ”

"Drink a little, skim milk won't fatten. His voice was very low, even a little coaxing.

Yan Mu's nose soured uncontrollably, but fortunately she didn't turn on the light, and the expression on her face was not very real.

She rolled over, took the glass of milk, and drank it all with great speed.

Fu Chen took the cup and put it on the bedside table, and handed her a cup of warm water. "Rinse your mouth. ”

Yan Mu took it and drank a little, then lay back with his back to him.

The footsteps faded away, and he left the room and soon returned.

Silence returned to the room, and just as she thought he was asleep, the low voice rang out again.

"To be honest, I wasn't very willing to take the risk of going to psychotherapy in order to recover those memories.

Because I have feelings for you now, I think even without those pasts, we can still live well as a family of three. ”

Yan Mu's hand subconsciously clenched, and after a long time, he took a deep breath.

"Don't worry, I know the risks of this treatment, those things are not important in the first place, and I won't embarrass you. ”

In the dark, such a conversation, from just the right distance, you can't see each other's expressions.

Because of this, when she talks about this, her voice is much calmer.

It was true, she had never expected him to take such a risk.

Fu Chen should have turned over and approached the bed, his voice seemed to be closer.

"But if those things are important to you, or if my current state makes you feel insecure, I'll go for therapy. ”

"No, it doesn't matter!" she chuckled in her heart.

Realizing the gaffe in his voice, he quickly tried his best to maintain his calm.

"It's true, the past is gone anyway, even if you don't have amnesia, you will always forget it slowly in the future, so there's no need to bother with that. ”

She would rather be in the current state, or accept it with such a small amount of relief, or simply grit her teeth and let it go completely, rather than let him go into danger again.

Over the years, he had taken too many risks for her, how could she be selfish anymore?

Fu Chen's voice was very soft, but it seemed like a promise: "Don't worry, no matter what you forget, you are my wife." ”

Yan Mu's hand grabbed the quilt and didn't speak again.

The moonlight on the winter night is very light, with a sense of coldness, spilling in.

In the past, every long night like this, her heart was always as empty as a huge bottomless pit.

And tonight, perhaps because of the people around him, he didn't feel dazed again.

No matter what the future holds, at least for this moment, he returned to her and lay down nicely beside her.

"Then don't take that medicine again, don't hurt yourself again, okay?"

"Good. Yan Mu replied softly, completely unaware of when the corners of her lips overflowed with smiles.

This night, she slept peacefully and was not awakened by the nightmare.

When I woke up, the sky was already slightly bright, and I guessed it should be six or seven o'clock.

Fu Chen was not there, and the room was quiet.

Yan Mu was thinking that he should leave when the bathroom door opened.