Liang Yulin looked at the woman in the photo who was like twin sisters with her, holding a three-year-old delicate female doll, and that female doll turned out to be the one she often dreamed of, and what was even more incredible was that the handsome man standing next to her was not her husband, but the slightly fat man opposite.

A cold chill erupted from the soles of her feet, and through the flowing blood instantly spread all over her front body, freezing her entire pores to open in horror.

She raised her head, stared at the couple in front of her, and asked sharply, "What's going on with this picture?" Did you find someone to synthesize it? Say, "What is your purpose?" ”

Luo Qi seemed to have heard some big joke, and couldn't help laughing, leaning forward and back together in laughter, and when she saw the woman's face gradually getting colder, she restrained her laughter and sneered, "Liang Yulin, you really make excuses, synthesis?" If you don't believe it, you can call your current husband now to verify and ask your husband to tell you whether it's true or not. ”

Song Dingguo stood quietly on the side, and when he saw the woman's shocked and unbelievable expression after seeing that moment, he began to be a little confused.

I have to say that when she opened the door, the moment she saw her, his nervous palms were sweaty, but who knew that she didn't recognize herself.

He thought that this was a woman who still had a grudge against herself, but just now she denied it, it seems that there is no such person in her memory as a person, could it be that she has amnesia in a mental hospital?

This made him very unhappy, especially since this woman is now married to the man she loved the most!

Maybe this is the bad root of human beings, what they discard, no matter how broken they are, they don't want to be picked up by others, and they cherish them like treasures, which makes people think that this person is a fool who doesn't know the goods at all.

As the saying goes, if the predecessor is not doing well, he can live a happy life.

Song Dingguo squinted his eyes and stared at the slightly embarrassed woman in front of him, and coughed in a low voice, "Liang Yulin, don't pretend anymore, I know what I did wrong back then, but you have been pretending not to know, so it's a bit too much." ”

Liang Yulin stared at the man's blessed face, his eyes gradually blurred, this blessed face slowly combined with the handsome face in the photo, and his tense brain ached.

Luo Qi stepped forward and continued to mend the knife, "Back then, you have always been obsessed, thinking that Dingguo abandoned your mother and daughter, in fact, there has been no affection between you for a long time, how can two people who have no feelings continue to be tied together?"

The decision to divorce you is also in the hope that you can find your own true happiness. Isn't that a good proof now? You have wonderful children, a caring husband, and what is not satisfied? ”

Liang Yulin looked at the colorful speech of the woman in front of him coldly, her headache was terrible, and her body shook lightly twice, "What are you talking about, why can't I understand it at all?" ”

Song Dingguo took two steps forward, stretched out his hand to help her, and shrank back when he saw Luo Qi, who had changed his face beside him, "I don't think you can't remember it at all, we met in college, got married, lived together for more than seven years, and have a daughter named Liang Xia, you can not remember me, but your favorite daughter Xia Xia, you won't forget it." ”

Liang Xia? Xia Xia ......

- Dingguo, do you think my baby is a boy or a girl?

I like both boys and girls, as long as it's both of us.

- Dingguo, you should give our daughter a nice name, she is almost full moon, and she does not have a name of her own.

Well, my surname is Song, your surname is Liang, and the child was born on June 21st on the summer solstice this year, so let's call it Song Liangxia.

- Song Liangxia, Xia Xia, En, it's good! Baby, you'll have a name in the future, Xia Xia, you're not happy.

The woman's happy and cheerful voice resounded clearly in her ears, and she continued to feel it.

She staggered back two steps with her head stroked, leaning limply against the open door.

In distant memories, something that has long been blurred is slowly beginning to awaken.

The people and things she had forgotten were gradually becoming clear in her drowsy mind.

The smiling face of a cute child, the handsome man who is gentle and considerate, and the picture of a happy life with a family and Meimei.

Suddenly, the back of the man who left indifferently and resolutely, the heart-rending cry of the child, and the consciousness of his sudden disappearance......

She remembered, although it was not much, but it was enough to make her fall into hell on earth in an instant, and she was in pain.

"Ah......h

She curled up and trembled, her memory of the most terrifying experience vividly.

"I'm not sick, I'm not crazy, don't touch me, I don't take medicine......"

The woman is completely immersed in her own miserable world, repeating the same sentence over and over again.

Luo Qi raised her chin and looked down at her with low eyebrows, feeling happy as she had never felt before. It turns out that driving the person you hate the most crazy is so happy.

Song Dingguo looked at the woman who shrunk into a ball on the ground in amazement, a trace of regret crossed his heart, and he was just about to squat down, but was scolded by the woman next to him, "What are you going to do, Song Dingguo, don't forget your identity, you are my husband now, she is already someone else's wife, and it is not your turn to take care of it now." ”

"I ......"

Before Song Dingguo could defend himself, he was suddenly thrown away by a force behind him, staggered back a few steps, and almost fell down.

After he stood firm, he was full of anger, and he was about to get angry, when he faced the cold and piercing eyes of the man who was squatting at the door not far away.

"Get out of here, before I want to kill!"

Yan Churui half-squatted, stretched out his arms and gently hugged the woman who was shrunk on the ground into his arms, gently followed her back with one hand, and his voice was hoarse and extremely soft, "It's okay, it's raining, everything is with me?" ”

Feeling the warm embrace and the familiar voice, the woman's intense emotions gradually eased.

She suddenly stretched out her hands, clenched the man's arms tightly, and shouted out with the last strength of her body, "Tell them to get out, tell them to get out, I don't want to see them, I don't want to see them......"

As soon as the words fell, the whole person fell into darkness completely.

"Rain!" Seeing that she was just emotional, the man fainted temporarily, and his heart at the mention of his throat and eyes was half lowered.

He carefully picked up the woman, gave the assistant behind him a look, turned around and hugged the person and went straight to the bedroom.

The two people who wanted to leave outside the door were blocked by a tall assistant, who picked one up in one hand and threw it into the next room.

Yan Churui watched the doctor finish examining his wife's body, and the deep lock was not tightly twisted, "How is she?" ”

"There is nothing wrong with the body, just overstimulation and temporary coma." The doctor put away the examination instruments one by one.

"Is there any sign of revival in her memory?"

"I can't make a conclusion about this now, I can only wait for Mrs. Yan to wake up, after all, it was because of deep hypnosis that she lost the memories of those years, and more than ten years have passed, no matter how good the hypnotist is, there is no guarantee that she will not suddenly recover all her memories."

Yan Churui took a deep breath, "Okay, I see, thank you, Doctor Huang." ”

After seeing off the doctor, Yan Churui recruited a nurse, turned around and went out, and the assistant opened the door next to him one step ahead of him.

On the sofa in the living room, Luo Qi and Song Dingguo were sitting on pins and needles, looking at the man with a gloomy and ugly face who walked slowly, and they were inexplicably scared.

Yan Churui sat down opposite the two of them, folded his legs, picked up the still steaming tea, took a sip, and gently rested it on the coffee table.

He looked at them with cold eyes, and the corners of his lips hooked up a warm smile, "Mr. Song, Mrs. Song, can you tell me what the two of you are coming to my wife today, maybe my wife can't help me?" ”

Although the man was laughing, the earth-shattering fierceness that burst out of the smile still made the two of them tremble.

Luo Qi tightened the leather bag in his hand, and a smile appeared at the corner of his stiff mouth, "Mr. Yan misunderstood, we just talked about the old days with your wife, who would have thought that it would arouse Mrs. Yan's sadness." ”

"Renewing? Oh, I'd like to hear about it, what did you all have? ”

This is not the first time Song Dingguo has met Yan Churui, he remembers that the first time they met was at his wedding to Liang Yulin.

At that time, he had not yet made a fortune, and his family was average, but he and his wife had a banquet for their relatives and friends in the hotel.

He still remembers that the man came late and brought a meaningful gift that almost ruined his wedding banquet in an instant.

The man gave him an engagement ring, and he saw his wife's pale face.

Although the wedding banquet was not ruined as expected, Liang Yulin returned the ring, but the ring pierced his heart like a sharp thorn.

Later, the man lost his soul and left, and they lived happily for seven years, although they did not reach the end.

He thought that he could divorce Liang Yulin so decisively, largely because of the thorn that had been buried for many years.

The two years of sneaking with Luo Qi, although they were not visible, but to a large extent, satisfied his machismo*.

There was no thorn in the bottom of his heart between the two, and he found that the whole person became relaxed, and then the power and money were on top of it, completely breaking the last love he insisted on.

Luo Qi frowned, touched her husband who had been in a daze with her elbow, and her eyes flashed, "Mr. Yan said with a smile, these are private words between women, and they don't mean much." ”

"Private? If it's just a private conversation, why is my wife stimulated to faint, your private words are too powerful! ”

Song Dingguo couldn't see the aggressive attitude of his former rival, and the anger that had accumulated in his heart completely exploded, "Yan Churui, what are you pretending to be ignorant here, what can we say, isn't it just to tell her everything you want to hide, let her see clearly what kind of husband she is married to now!" ”

Yan Churui leaned on the sofa elegantly, looking at his ugly face with anger with a smile, "No matter how I am, I am more than a hundred times stronger than the bastard who cheated in marriage and abandoned his wife and daughter for profit and money!" ”

"Yan Churui, ......" Song Dingguo's generous palm slapped heavily on the coffee table, shocking his palms numb, and his face was as ugly as a pig's liver.

-End of Chapter-