Ke Zhehan stayed on the hospital bed, constantly calling out for Zhula, and his infatuation moved the little nurses in the hospital.

Persistence every day, in exchange for ignorant waiting.

Ke Zhehan shouted to Jura day after day, he was unwilling to give up the last chance, he always believed that a miracle would happen.

……

A month later, Ke Zhehan came to the ward with a bouquet of flowers, as usual, and he inserted the delicate flowers in a vase.

Open all the curtains in the room, and the sunlight will shine into the room, adding a lot of vitality to the whole room.

As usual, Ke Zhehan sat on a stool, picked up a book, and read it carefully.

"Once upon a time there was a girl who had very short fingers and only ......"

A murmuring voice slowly flowed from Ke Zhehan's mouth, and his slender fingers picked up the book, and the paper hissed as it was flipped over.

Listening to the man's recounting over and over again, Jura suddenly felt that he was floating on a vast sea, a wooden boat carrying his tired body, and the surging tide around him rushed towards him.

She tried to grab the boat, only to find that the pontoon was about to slide into the sea.

Jura's whole body sank suddenly, and he shook for a moment, and a man's murmuring whisper sounded in his ears, and a light shone out in front of him.

With a slight movement of his fingers, Ke Zhehan noticed Zhula's slight trembling, he approached Zhula and called out to her softly: "Zhula...... Wake up...... Jura ......"

Hearing the sound, Jura suddenly stepped out of the dark quagmire and followed the sound towards the place of light.

Slowly opening her eyes, Jura opened her mouth to speak, but found that she couldn't make a sound, she struggled anxiously, and she squinted her eyes slightly from the light in front of her.

Seeing Zhu La's half-open eyes, Ke Zhehan rushed out of the ward and found a doctor.

As soon as he entered the ward, the doctor saw Jura's condition, he went to the windowsill, drew the curtains, and in an instant, the room darkened.

The doctor walked up to Jura's side, reached out and grabbed her arm, and shouted, "Jura, I have closed the curtains for you, you try to open your eyes and try, Jura, your boyfriend watches over you every day, hoping that you will wake up, you try hard, open your eyes, right?"

Jura's consciousness was gradually pulled back, and she suddenly opened her eyes and looked at the person in front of her, a little dazed.

Her eyes were slightly uncomfortable, and Jura raised her arms to rub her eyes, but found that she didn't have any strength at all.

Desperately trying to spit out a sentence from his mouth, but found that he couldn't open his mouth, Jura kept swinging his body, his eyes were staring.

Seeing this, the doctor kept stimulating Jura with words: "Jura, raise your arms, you can ......"

Dense sweat oozed from Jura's forehead, and his body was constantly coordinated.

Her tenacious fighting power shocked everyone around her.

Zhu La's arm gently rubbed his eyes, and a smile appeared at the corner of his mouth, which moved Ke Zhehan's tense heart.

Ke Zhehan grabbed Zhula's hands, brought her close to his chest, and whispered, "You finally woke up?"

Jura seemed to be frightened, she retracted her hands and looked at Ke Zhehan vigilantly: "What are you doing? If you bully me, I'll go back and tell my mother?"

Hearing Zhula's immature and delicate voice, Ke Zhehan frowned, and he turned his head to glance at the doctor beside him at a loss.

The doctor walked up to Jura's side, smiled at her, and said softly, "Do you know what your name is, how old are you this year?"

Jura rolled her eyes, picked a few strands of hair and played with them in the palm of her hand, and said in a deep voice: "I'm 20 years old this year, my name is Jura!"

The doctor patted Jura lightly on the shoulder and smiled softly at her: "You are just awake, don't get too excited, what do you want to eat, tell the nurse here ......"

Jura nodded happily, glanced at the man who was close to her, and stared at him warily.

The doctor reached out and pulled Ke Zhehan's arm and motioned for him to go out with him.

Walking out of the ward, the doctor took Ke Zhehan back to the department, took out all the cases of Jura, and studied them carefully.

The doctor took out the CT scan of the brain, looked at it carefully, and he stretched out his hand and pointed to Jura's brain to show Ke Zhehan: "Although the patient's brain has undergone surgery, she has erased the most painful memory of the subconscious?"

Ke Zhehan was full of thoughts, he didn't understand what the doctor said, he slowly spoke: "Her name was Mo Yuxin before, for some reasons, she went abroad for a few years, and she was called Zhu La after returning to China, why did she say that she was 20 years old, but her name was Zhu La instead of Mo Yuxin?"

The doctor frowned when he heard Ke Zhehan's words, and he couldn't figure out why the patient was in such a situation.

After thinking about it for a while, the doctor was helpless, and he didn't know how to explain the situation, so he slowly spoke: "Observe for a while to see what the situation is in Jura, right?"

Ke Zhehan had no choice but to return to the ward, and when he returned to the ward, he saw Zhula surrounded by a group of small nurses.

When asked her about Ke Zhehan's current situation, Zhu La looked dazed, and he didn't know the specific situation of Ke Zhehan.

She didn't remember everything before, the memory in her mind was erased, she didn't know who that man was?

When Ke Zhehan approached the ward, a group of little nurses walked out of the ward shyly.

Walking to Ke Zhehan's side, the little nurse glanced at Ke Zhehan who was expressionless.

Seeing Ke Zhehan approaching the ward, Zhu La was slightly surprised, she lowered her head, and somehow faced the man in front of her.

For Jura, who is 20 years old, she is still not sure who the man in front of her is?

Ke Zhehan knew that Jura had forgotten everything, so he slowly sat down beside her and said softly: "Jura, my name is Ke Zhehan......"

Hearing the self-introduction of the man in front of her, Zhu La raised her eyes and glanced at Ke Zhehan quietly.

There was an awkward atmosphere in the air, and Jura gritted her teeth, a little at a loss.

She didn't know how to face the man in front of her, although she listened to the little nurses tell Ke Zhehan's deeds, but for her, her mind was still blank.

Seeing Zhu La's somewhat helpless expression, Ke Zhehan broke the silence and said softly: "Are you hungry?"

Being reminded by Ke Zhehan, Jura suddenly felt a little hungry, and she nodded silently.

Seeing that Zhu La's expression was a little off, Ke Zhehan said softly: "What do you want to eat?"

Jura remembered her favorite wonton, and she bit her lip and gently opened: "Wonton!"

"Is it still a blunt?" the two said at the same time, and this tacit understanding made Jura's brows furrow.

She quietly glanced at Ke Zhehan and quietly pulled down the corner of her clothes.

The familiar feeling touched the corners of Ke Zhehan's eyes, and all the previous memories rolled in his mind.

With a sigh, a smile appeared on the corner of Ke Zhehan's mouth.

The bitter smile made Jura suddenly feel a little at a loss, and she sat cross-legged on the bed, staring quietly into the distance.

She didn't know why it was like this, why she was in the hospital, why she was sick.

She didn't know what was going on, and she wanted someone to tell her what was going on.

But she didn't know who to ask, who could tell her who she was......