It may be that there are too many things to deal with after the Haitian party, or it may be that Mi Luo has completely eliminated his vigilance against himself, and he didn't see the little brother waiting from the elevator to the entrance of the community.

Fang Zihao casually downloaded the photos of female friends from WeChat, and pretended to smile at Yan Mu, who was sitting in the car, "Why did I change my clothes on purpose, look, this is my new goal, I don't know what flowers she likes, if she likes white roses, you can go to the one you bought before to enjoy the discount." "Trying to dilute the awkward atmosphere.

Carefully looked at the photos on the phone, "It's pretty beautiful, not every woman likes flowers, you inquire clearly, and do what you like." Yan Mu suggested seriously.

Looking at her serious look, a trace of sadness flashed between Fang Zihao's eyebrows, "Yes, it's important to do what you like, I'll take you somewhere." The car slowly drove forward.

"Where are you going?" Yan Mu pressed the car window, the wind caressed her hair, and closed her eyes in enjoyment.

"Secret. Fang Zihao looked at her beautiful sleeping face in the rearview mirror with admiration, and couldn't help but raise the corners of her mouth.

Yan Mu's eyelashes trembled for a moment and then he opened his misty eyes, looked at the empty driver's seat, got out of the car curiously, and a breath of fresh air immediately rushed to his face, and in front of him was an endless sea of forests, lush and dense.

"A good place for relaxation recommended by my friend, a rare forest, it used to be a wasteland, and then a discerning developer built it into a forest park, very remote, but there are a lot of tourists, go in and see. Fang Zihao took a step.

The sunlight is like wisps of golden sand, through the layers of branches and leaves, sprinkled on the grass, and the birds in the forest are flying happily and chirping, accompanied by the sound of flowing water echoing in the breeze for a long time.

Walking in the forest, Yan Mu's heart did not become quiet because of the beautiful scenery in front of him, but surging with emotions that were difficult to calm down, messy fragments kept flashing in his mind, and the corners of his forehead were like cold sweat, following Fang Zihao's footsteps and stopping next to a desolate poplar forest, looking intently.

Fang Zihao stretched out his hand full of band-aids and wiped the cold sweat that slipped from the corners of her forehead, "This tree was planted by a girl for her late parents, and she will come here every spring, summer, autumn and winter to take a photo with this tree, she has always solemnly thought that this is a family photo of their family, because her mother said: In the next life, she wants to become a tree with her father, so that there is no concern for being together." ”

Looking at her empty eyes distressedly, she pushed Yan Mu from behind and walked to a wooden house, opened the lock, pulled her in, and quickly closed the door, "The girl said that when she was born the next year, she would build a wooden house for her parents as a birthday gift for herself, but then she didn't seem to fulfill her promise." ”

The moment the lights were turned on, Yan Mu's pupils shrank sharply, staring at the girl in the photo, surging out of a hot air flow that was about to swell in an uncalm emotion, and the girl's family portrait was framed and hung on the wooden wall in an orderly manner, from immaturity to adulthood, although the photo had long been yellowed.

Squatting down, picking up the old wooden box full of earthy fragrance on the ground, Fang Zihao searched for 3 days in this forest, according to the relevant information about this tree recorded in the diary, dug up the soil at the foot of countless poplar forests, from shovels to bare hands, and finally found the wooden box under this tree, and turned around to meet Yan Mu's sad and blank eyes" I found the wooden box full of family portraits buried under the tree, but as of the winter of seven years ago, she had never handed the family portrait inside, and a message to her parents had been left on the back of the family portrait. Fang Zihao carefully put the wooden box aside, hesitated for a moment, opened the audio file prepared in advance, the warm rhythm sounded, and the message behind the photo began to read passively, staring with concern.

Yan Mu stopped in front of a huge frame of a real family portrait with tears in his eyes, his lips kept squirming, his eyes were a little red, and he bit his lip vigorously, controlling himself to try not to let the tears flow.

"I have a friend who does portrait design, and I asked him to help make this family portrait with the previous photos of the girl's parents, and if they are still alive, it should be the face in the photo, and the girl should be the face in the photo now, so coincidentally, that girl is exactly like you. His eyes fell on her dazed and sad face. "Actually, I'm struggling to know whether I should bring you here, but I think that the things you once remembered so cherished, if you forget it for too long, your heart will be empty. ”

The sentences in the recitation became more and more familiar, the fragments in her mind became clearer and clearer, and the strong feelings came to Yan Mu like Mount Tai pressing on the top, her hands and feet were numb, her blood was about to coagulate, and her heart was about to suffocate, as if a sharp knife had pierced her heart, and her internal organs were broken! Before she could even moan, her eyes were black, and she fell.

Fang Zihao caught Yan Mu in a panic, hugged him horizontally, and rushed out frantically.

At night, the pungent smell of disinfectant water in the hospital is accompanied by a cold wind.

On the white hospital bed, her hands were full of pinholes, Yan Mu kept shaking, her head kept shaking, but she couldn't shake off the panicked picture, and fear occupied all her mind.

Fang Zihao held her hand distressedly, trying to wake her up.

Yan Mu woke up from his dream in a cold sweat, opened his eyes with a pale face, and was soon unable to open them by the dazzling incandescent light on the top, subconsciously closed his eyes, and adapted for a moment.

It was Yang Hui who came into view, looking straight ahead, tears filling her eyes and flowing down.

"Sister Luo, you remember everything, right!" Yang Hui's tears couldn't help but fall.

Tremblingly, he stretched out his hand to hold Yang Hui, staring at each other with teary eyes, but he couldn't say a word.

"I'm going back to the office to deal with some things, and I'm calling if I have something. Fang Zihao blinked, took back the tears that were about to burst out of his eyes, glanced at Yan Mu distressedly, and walked out.

After a long time, the ward was shrouded in sadness, Yang Hui wiped the tears from the corners of Yan Mu's mouth, "Shouldn't we be very happy at this moment of reunion after a long absence, why should we cry sadly here." The two suddenly burst into tears and laughed, Yang Hui had forgotten how long it was, and there was no happy smile on her face at this moment, and that period of depression seemed to have ended perfectly in the hearty crying just now.

When the colleagues of the National Security Brigade approached the ward pretending to be doctors and nurses, Yan Mu had mixed feelings in her heart, she clearly understood in her heart that some things could never stop when they started, for Yan Mu, maybe her winning side was 100%, for the fall of the year, maybe her winning face was 00%, one day she would face everything she wanted to escape, one day she would tear the cruelty of reality to Mi Luo, and one day she would push him to hell step by step again.