Xinya stopped asking about Wenwen, as if nothing had happened. Seeing that I was too preoccupied to lift my spirits, she yelled at me to tell her about my past with my wife, and she knew that I would be very focused on my old life with her, whether it was happy intoxication or sad memories.

So Xinya asked me to tell her stories to distract me and comfort me, but Xinya herself has always maintained a fascination with my past with my wife, and almost as soon as we are alone together, she will pester me to tell her.

In fact, it is not a bad thing to tell Xinya about my past with my wife, I can also use this to relive the bits and pieces of the past with my wife, and more importantly, I also want Xinya to understand that although my wife has passed away for many years, she has always lived in my heart, and no one can replace her weight in my heart, and it can also be regarded as a reminder not to have other thoughts.

When Xinya's actions made me feel a little embarrassed, I would hint at my meaning to her.

Although Xinya has never expressed anything seriously in such straightforward language, her every move, including the tone of her voice, eyes, expressions, and movements, seems to be a couple or husband and wife who have been together for many years, and she never seems to care about the eyes of others.

It was only when I had to avoid or stop her one move many times that she realized her demeanor, and a red cloud of shyness flashed across her face.

She understood it at the time, but then quickly forgot about it, and it was in the nature of repeated teachings.

As for whether I really forgot or deliberately turned a deaf ear, I really can't say.

But because of Xinya's virtuous personality, meticulous work, and calmness in encountering problems, and because she seems to be able to see the shadow of her wife in many places, which can bring me the kind of comfort that is like when my wife was alive, it is difficult for me to convince myself not to keep Xinya by my side.

In short, I don't want Xinya to be too clingy and cause a bad impact, and I don't want her to leave me.

But a leftover girl in her 30s and a widower in her 40s are not clear and interact frequently, and it is inevitable that there will be gossip and discussions, and even unbearable suspicions.

It was under such circumstances that I had the idea of recognizing Xinya as my sister.

I remember when the idea was proposed, Xinya reluctantly agreed.

"Xinya, you see that we get along like this, it doesn't seem to be very good to you and me, why don't I recognize you as my sister?"

There was another layer of compassion when I proposed this, that is, Xinya escaped death in a car accident, but her parents did not survive that car accident, Xinya is equivalent to an orphan.

"Sister?" Xinya was not as excited and happy as I imagined, and was a little hesitant about this identity.

"Why, don't you want to?"

"How did I become your sister?" Xinya seemed a little puzzled.

"No, if you want to, forget it. "I thought it was a good idea, but Xinya didn't buy it, and my emotions naturally couldn't be high.

Xinya glanced at me lightly: "Okay, just as you said." ”

It wasn't until Xinya officially moved into my villa as my sister that I realized that more embarrassing things were yet to come.

Living under one roof, Xinya came home like a housewife, oil, salt, sauce and vinegar, scrubbing and washing, which should have been taken care of by my brother, but she was as free as my wife, tidying up the house in an orderly manner, and also carrying me around.

What's even more difficult for people to get off the stage is that I am alone in a room, and I have a lot of time to be alone, and Xinya even pesters me to tell her stories and recall the old stories between me and my wife.

There is nothing in the storytelling, but the problem is that Xinya will wander every time, in a daze, in a trance, and sometimes come out of nowhere to make a big surprise, or participate in the description of the story scene at that time, so that I don't know if she has the special ability of an unknown prophet or if she already knows all the details of my past with my wife.

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One Saturday, when I was lying on the three-seater couch watching TV, Xinya curled up in the single couch at the end of the day, and asked me to tell her a story, as usual.

"You suddenly let me talk about my past with my wife seriously, I don't know where to start, when I see the scene, I can naturally remember a lot of things in the past. "I actually want to tell Xinya, I don't want to talk about it at this time.

"I know you don't want to talk about it, I'll ask you a question, it's that simple. ”

"Alright then!" Reluctantly, she obeyed Xinya.

"How did you meet your wife?" Xinya turned off the TV, looking more serious than at work.

Actually, this is an old question, and I think it's funny, but I still follow Xinya's meaning: "We were introduced to each other." It was an autumn noon, and I met at a bus stop in the West Side......"

"You're wearing a short-sleeved shirt with a purple washcloth?"

I didn't have any special memories of what I wore at that time, but after Xinya's interruption, I really remembered that I was indeed wearing a short-sleeved shirt made of light fabric, as if it was a popular washed fabric at that time, purple, and the kind that trembled and fluttered when the wind blew.

"What happened 20 years ago will you also be blinded?"

Xinya said, "Why is it Meng?

"You saw that? You were a kid at the time, and you were out of town, where did you see that?"

Of course, I thought it was very strange, but it wasn't the first time it had happened, and I didn't get out of the couch all at once.

"As soon as I closed my eyes, I suddenly saw it. ”

I smiled and shook my head, a little helpless.

I can't deal with a poor girl with a brain problem. I've always felt that Xinya still has some problems with her brain, after all, she has suffered such a catastrophe.

According to Xinya's story, after she finished the college entrance examination at the age of 18 and received the admission notice, she went out with her parents for a self-driving trip, and there was a car accident on the road, and her parents who were sitting in the front row unfortunately passed away. Xinya herself is also unconscious, in the process of rescue, the hospital issued several death notices, Xinya miraculously came back to life, but people seem to have complete amnesia, like a baby, everything has to start from scratch, the ability to learn and remember things recovered very quickly, and the things learned in school in the past will be reviewed and reviewed soon, but it still takes a lot of effort to graduate from college.

But I can't remember anything about her own identity, family and affection, and there is no memory of historical feelings and emotions.

It is based on her experience that I think that when Xinya has a prescient knowledge of what I am going to say, I suspect that Xinya must have left serious sequelae after the car accident. It's just that her experience itself was a huge psychological trauma, and I had to be careful not to stimulate her.

I said, "Well, you saw that, I'm wearing a short-sleeved shirt like that." ”

"And then?" Xinya didn't look complacent because she guessed correctly.

"Then it's time to go on a date and get to know each other. ”

"How long did it take to formalize the acquaintance?"

"You're also interested in this?"

"Of course!"