Outside Moscow.

At this time, it is the middle of winter, and there is a lot of snow.

There is a black SUV running on the snow, which looks like a global limited edition.

Extreme luxury with low profile.

It's fascinating.

The car stopped in front of a hospital, a psychiatric hospital to be exact.

However, for a long time, no one in the car got down.

The driver looked through the rear mirror, and the man in the back seat had an extremely handsome face with a thin and cool face, and his oblique Danfeng eyes were slightly squinted.

After a moment of hesitation, the driver handed a white hot towel in both hands and said cautiously: "Sir, it's here." ”

The man in the back seat took the hot towel and held it in his hand for a moment.

It's been seven years, seven years without her by his side.

Unexpectedly, she turned out to be in a psychiatric hospital in Moscow, and when he first got the news, he thought she was working here.

After all, she was a student in the Department of Psychology, and later joined the work, and has a proud achievement in the industry.

But the moment he opened the information in his hand, he realized how wrong he was, she was not a doctor here, but a patient......

Kirsakov syndrome, this disease also has a name, amnestia-fiction syndrome.

The man opened his eyes, put down the towel, and lifted the blanket covering his legs.

Open the door, get out of the car.

"Sir, your body ......"

The driver immediately got out of the car and chased after him with a men's down jacket.

The man didn't seem to hear, and walked straight to the hospital.

I don't know, what will happen to her when she sees him as a 'stranger'?

He headed straight for the room she was in.

The cold iron door was locked, and there was a small window on the door to observe the patients in the room.

The people in the house, looking at the back, thin as paper, sat in a sunny position, tilted their heads to look out the window, and seemed to be holding something in their hands, not knowing what they were thinking.

"This gentleman, this is not the place for you to come. Pure Russian, businesslike: "This patient is dangerous, please leave to avoid hurting you." ”

Jiang Beichen turned his head, his eyes were cold, and he ordered in Russian.

"Open the door!"

The !!nurse looked at Jiang Beichen with a look of amazement: "Oh God, this man is simply God's perfect work." ”

In an instant, Jiang Beichen's eyes narrowed slightly, exuding coldness all over his body, as if he was about to freeze this nurse.

Before he could speak.

The door suddenly opened from the inside.

For a moment, she felt that this back was familiar.

In a flash, her world lit up like lightning, and then quickly disappeared.

"I, I know you......" she was cautious, slightly shy.

“！！！”

In an instant, his eyes were as bright as stars.

"I, who ......" he whispered tentatively, cautiously.

“！？”

The girl looked at Jiang Beichen with a puzzled expression and didn't say a word.

in the room.

Only her and him.

She wore long hair and a shawl, and was dressed in a blue and white hospital gown.

Cautiously looking at the person who suddenly appeared in front of him.

Her world is blank, today forgets yesterday, yesterday forgets the day before yesterday, and the cycle repeats... Endlessly...

Sometimes she has memories, sometimes she doesn't, and even what she remembers may not be true, and many times it will be her own imagination......

There is quite a feeling that the older the time, the weaker the people's hearts.

"My surname is Jiang, and my name is Beichen. Jiang Beichen smiled and stretched out his right hand: "Please advise!"

"You... You... Okay!" she held out her hand a little, wincing......

He took the initiative, politely, and moderately grabbed her fingertips, and then let go: "Your name is Zigui, Qiu Zigui?"

The girl listened to his words and was stunned.

He smiled and politely looked at the sign on her dress: "That's your name." ”

"Oh. The girl looked at the sign on her dress in confusion.

Suddenly, her eyes lit up, but she was cautious: "You, can you take me to see the snow outside?"

"Good. His voice was as low and soft as it could be.

"You, wait for me. Zigui began to look for things, on the bed, on the table, in drawers, in his pocket......

She looked annoyed.

He tried to be very calm.

Eventually, she found a box under her bed.

The excitement in her eyes proves her happiness: "Found it, let's go......"

He saw something in her hand, and with a bang, his head seemed to be blown open at once.

In an instant, there was a haze in front of him, and he opened his eyes...... Raising his head, tears still welled up in his eyes.

He couldn't control it anymore at this moment.

A low whimper, staccato that spilled from the lips......

Turning his back, he covered his face and lips tightly with his hands, trying to stop everything that was out of control.

However, there is nothing that can be done......

He bought the box with his own hands, and seven years ago, when she went out, he put the hibiscus cake in the box and put it in her bag, and he said, 'Eat it on the plane.' ’

She was smiling sweetly.

For seven years, she was sick, she forgot about herself, she forgot everything, and even the whole world...... But he never forgot his favorite food.

She treasured it, this box.

For Zigui, this box is the persistence that accompanies her for the rest of her life, and it is all she has.

"Sir?"

He wiped away his tears and turned around, a smile on his lips, very soft, "Can you give me a piece?"

Zigui looked at the contents of the box and shook his head reluctantly.

The contents were no longer the hibiscus cake he had made.

However, what can be seen is the most reluctant in her eyes.

She...... Hesitation: "Give you a small piece?"

Jiang Beichen looked at the piece of hibiscus cake in his hand, which already had moldy spots, put it in his mouth with a smile, chewed it slowly, and swallowed: "It's delicious, thank you." ”

Listening to his thanks, looking at the way he liked it, she smiled sweetly, picked up a piece and put it in her mouth......

He didn't have time to stop it, but all he saw was her bright smile...... His eyes hurt when he was shaking.

An hour later.

In the same ward, the director and the attending doctor of Zigui stood aside with their heads bowed: "First, sir, your wife, we are trying to find ......"

The man looked angry: "For an hour, if you can't find your son, you will pay for your life!"

An hour later, it went viral on the Internet that the director of an aristocratic sanatorium, funded by the Moscow government, was dismissed......

Two days later.

Situated on the Moscow River, the church on the riverside.

This church is one of the largest Orthodox churches in the world.

At the moment, a wedding is taking place in the church.

There were only three people in this wedding.

Bride and groom priest

However, during the whole process of this wedding, the priest never said a word, he just looked at the man and woman in front of him with pity.

The snow is still falling.

She withdrew her gaze from the distance and looked at the groom again, her pale and slender fingers, slowly lifted, caressing the droplet-shaped red mole between the groom's eyebrows.