Early the next morning, Xiao Jian called Song Yanran and asked her when she would visit Li Moxin in the hospital.

"I'm looking for a photo album, I'll leave in a while, you can go over first." Song Yanran rummaged through the cabinets, found several albums from her college days, and selected photos with Li Moxin's images, which were specially packed in an album.

When Xiao Jian walked into the ward, Li Zhongzhong had already arrived, holding a small bowl, sitting at the head of the bed and feeding his daughter millet porridge.

"Mr. Li, let me come." The scene in front of him moved Xiao Jian very much, and he couldn't help but think of his parents, but he couldn't enjoy this kind of warmth anymore.

"I don't want him to feed, don't!" Li Moxin seems to believe that it is her father who feeds her, and this white-haired handsome guy, she really doesn't know him, how can she let someone she doesn't know feed her?

"Xiao Jian, you sit down for a while, that's fine." Li Zhongzhong didn't look back, and said in a low voice.

"Sir, you should go outside and wait for a while, the patient must not be strongly stimulated." A special guard dutifully invited Xiao Jian out.

Xiao Jian had no choice but to follow the special nurse to the outer ward.

At this time, the door of the ward opened, and Song Yanran walked in lightly.

"Yanran, wait a while, Mr. Li is feeding Mo Xin breakfast."

"Oh, is she better?"

"Alas, didn't you see that I was blasted out by her? However, she has accepted Mr. Li. Xiao Jian said with a sigh.

Li Zhongzhong opened the door with an empty bowl and came out, "Yanran is here, you can go in and take a look." ”

Song Yanran got up and said hello to Li Zhongzhong, and then said to Xiao Jian: "I'll go in first and tell her about you." ”

Li Moxin leaned on the head of the bed, her face looked better today, and she had a bloody color.

"Mo Xin, are you better?" Song Yanran walked over, put the album on the quilt, and grabbed Li Moxin's palm.

"You, you're really my best friend? What is it? Li Moxin curiously picked up the album and flipped through it.

Song Yanran pointed to the photos one by one, "Mo Xin, do you remember this one?" And this one? This one! ”

Li Moxin looked at it slowly, but she didn't have any impression in her mind. But the photos are all real, and she is smiling so brightly in the photos, especially the birthday photo in the dormitory, her nose and face are covered with colorful cream.

Suddenly, Li Moxin closed the album and lay on Song Yanran's shoulder and sobbed in a low voice.

Song Yanran was overjoyed in her heart, "Mo Xin, did you remember something?" ”

Li Moxin shook her head slightly, "Yanran, I've tried very hard to think about it, but I still can't think of anything, am I just lost in the past?" Yanran, I believe in you, you are my best friend. ”

Hearing Li Moxin say this, Song Yanran's tears couldn't help but flow, and the two beautiful women hugged their heads and sobbed. Perhaps a woman's tears are the best communication weapon, just as music knows no borders and anyone can understand it. The woman's tears brought their feelings closer quickly.

A special nurse was afraid that Li Moxin would be too sad and affect her recovery, so she hurriedly stepped forward and persuaded: "Don't cry two sisters, come and wipe your tears." He handed over a few tissues.

Song Yanran took the tissue and helped Li Moxin wipe away her tears, "Moxin, do you really have no impression of Xiao Jian at all?" ”

"Xiao Jian? Is that the handsome, white-haired boy? I can't really remember. Li Moxin's eyes are now very similar to Xiao Yingying, and they are as pure as water.

"Alas, he's really your boyfriend, and you love him dead and alive." Song Yanran said.

"Wouldn't it? Would I like a boy with white hair? Will my taste be so low? "Where is Li Moxin willing to believe.

"Mo Xin, in fact, his hair is also gray because of you, this matter is a long story, and our acquaintance with him also came from a small car accident...... " Song Yanran held Li Moxin's hand and slowly told the story of them and Xiao Jian......

Song Yanran spoke very slowly, her voice was low, Li Moxin absolutely believed that what Song Yanran said was true, she didn't expect that there would be such a poignant and complicated love story between herself and Xiao Jian. Even the female nurse who was standing on the side shed tears with her.

"Yanran, so I really love him, alas, but now I don't feel it at all, I doubt that I will still fall in love with him." Li Moxin's face was sad, and now she knew how painful it was to lose her memory.

"Mo Xin, you will recover your memory, Xiao Jian is very powerful, maybe he can help you." Song Yanran said.

"How can he help me?" Li Moxin was surprised, Xiao Jian was not a doctor, how could he help himself?

"Hehe, you little hoof, you touch the top of your head, is there no knife edge?" Song Yanran scolded softly.

It was the three words of little hooves that made Li Moxin's mind boom, she seemed to have thought of something in the dark, but it was like searching for a star in the vast universe, and disappeared without a trace in an instant.

Li Moxin held her temples tightly with both hands, frowning.

"Mo Xin, what's wrong with you?" Song Yanran was taken aback, and reached out to go to the emergency call button on the wall.

"No, Yanran, I just seemed to think of something, but it disappeared." Li Moxin was very painful and helpless.

"Mo Xin, in order to prevent you from leaving a surgical scar on the top of your head, Xiao Jian used qigong to help you restore your skull." Song Yanran said.

"Yikes! Is he really that good? Li Moxin was surprised, and stuck out her tongue mischievously.

Maybe it was because she was talking too much, Song Yanran felt nauseous, hurriedly covered her mouth with her hand, and ran into the bathroom, "Huh? Is Yanran unwell? In the flash of light, Li Moxin's mind churned again, and many blurry pictures flashed quickly, which was so fast that she felt dizzy and her face turned pale.

The special guard on the side hurriedly stepped forward to support her, "You're too tired, will you lie down and rest?" ”……

At this time, the outside of the suite was a different scene.

Li Zhongzhong stared at Xiao Jian, as if he wanted to see through his mind.

"Xiao Jian, do you really love Moxin?"

"Yes, I can swear to the lamp, we've been through so much that I can't tolerate anyone else in my heart." Xiao Jian said very sincerely.

"Really?" Li Zhongzhong scoffed, "Did you go to Quanjude with Yanran and another girl last night?" ”

Xiao Jian was stunned, damn! Could it be that he's stalking me? No, where does he have such idle time. Oh, it must have been Zhou Guotao who stabbed him in the back.

"Yes, that girl's name is Xiao Yingying, and she is from the Cave of the Living Dead, and I met when I accompanied Yanran there." Xiao Jian explained.

It seems that Zhou Guotao is not lying, is this Xiao Jian very complicated, he even accompanied Song Yanran to the Cave of the Living Dead. This is the first time Li Zhongzhong has heard of this. is a lonely man and a widow, no wonder Song Yanran likes Xiao Jian.

"Oh, I see, Xiao Jian, now that Mo Xin has lost her memory, and I don't know when I will recover, do you think the matter between the two of you can be reconsidered?" Li Zhongzhong asked.

"Mr. Li, this is not good, should I wait for her to recover her memory." Xiao Jian shook his head, he didn't expect Li Zhongzhong to make such a request at this time.

"Xiao Jian, I'm also worried about Mo Xin, if her memory can't be recovered, she can't be single for the rest of her life, right?" Li Zhongzhong said.

Xiao Jian was speechless, as Mo Xin's father, it was not too much for him to make such a request.

At this moment, the door of the ward opened, and Zhou Guotao walked in with a bouquet of flowers.

"Uncle Li, is Mo Xin better? Oh, Xiao Jian is also there! ”

"Alas, it's not getting better yet, Yanran is inside, you can sit down for a while!" Li Zhongzhong wanted to let Song Yanran enlighten her daughter more, after all, they had been together for a long time, and some of the girls' private words might be able to help Mo Xin.

The door of the ward opened, and Song Yanran walked out.

Zhou Guotao took the first step and walked in with flowers in his hand.

"What beautiful flowers!" Li Moxin was very excited when she saw the flowers.

"Mo Xin, I wish you a speedy recovery!" Zhou Guotao handed the flowers to the special care on the side, walked to the hospital bed and said softly.

"Thank you, we, were we good friends before?" Song Yanran didn't tell Li Moxin and Zhou Guotao just now.

Zhou Guotao was overjoyed in his heart, if Li Moxin's memory would never be restored, how good would it be.

"Mo Xin, I, I'm your boyfriend!"