T City, Han Family.

I can't count the first time I've had such a dream, the dream is messy, and the fragments of memory converge together, like the wind whistling between heaven and earth, wandering at the end of the world.

In 07, Gu Sheng entered the operating room twice. The first time was because of the child; The second time was because of a car accident.

When the dead baby was brought out, he looked at the sticky blood on the child's body, the slightly blackened body, and a dense layer of cold sweat appeared on his back.

It's like a flower that has taken away the soul, and it withers and withers in an instant after leaving the mother's body.

Han Yu leaned against the wall, vomiting in embarrassment.

The child was mutilated, seven months old, stillborn, and all the cruel words of the doctor's removal were not enough to describe the shock and horror.

After many years, every time he thinks about it, he still has nightmares, let alone Gu Sheng?

At the door of the operating room, she lay there quietly, her face was pale, her tone was light, and the child's death had made her soul lose its due weight.

She said: "The flowers on Mo are blooming, and they can return slowly." ”

At that time, she didn't cry anymore, she just chanted over and over again, she was calling the child's soul, heaven must be a group of flowers, if the child likes it, you can enjoy it slowly, but you must remember the way home.

During her hospitalization, she began to suffer from severe depression, which was both good and bad.

A car accident took away not only her memory, but also her health. After being discharged from the hospital, she relied on a wheelchair for most of the year, cooperating with the doctor obediently and doing various examinations.

Sometimes when I woke up at night, I would see her in a wheelchair, wandering in circles, and when I asked her why she didn't sleep, she would look up and look at him with unfamiliar eyes.

She had insomnia, and her long-term insomnia caused her to become more and more irritable, and he had no way of knowing her dreams. For the first two years, she would wake up screaming in the middle of the night, and it was very difficult to try to lull her to sleep.

Living together for a long time, without friction and unhappiness is fake. Sometimes, he would feel that she was deliberately torturing him, and when she was quiet, it would make him feel that the former Gu Sheng was back.

He kissed her lips, and would see her long eyelashes fluttering gently, on the bed in the master bedroom, reaching out to cover her corset, she would open her misty eyes in the gentle kneading force, and raise her hand to caress his face: "Zichu"

The voice is low and clear.

is like a basin of cold water along the head and feet, no matter how hot *** is, it will be transformed into a heart full of ashes in an instant.

The joy of the bed made him a stand-in for Lu Zichu, and he couldn't accept it.

Giving her time seems to be a redemption with no way forward.

Once, twice, he finally broke out, dragging her hair and asking her, "Who am I?" Gu Sheng, who do you say I am? ”

She didn't seem to feel pain, looked at him in surprise, and after a long time, a smile rose at the corner of her mouth, "Yes, who are you?" ”

The three words "Lu Zichu" are the fuse between him and her, and if you mention it slightly, it will explode in an instant. The longest period of snubbing was nearly two months, and on the day he came back, he searched all over the house, but he still couldn't find her. Later, the surveillance video was called out, and she was locked that she did not go out, and he and the domestic maid rummaged through the cabinets in the master bedroom, and finally found her in the deepest part of the wardrobe.

She curled up in a pile of clothes, holding a pillow in her arms, with wet tears on her face, breathing lightly, occasionally choking, and fell asleep.

He thought that his heart was already as hard as a stone, and every time he saw her, although he loved and hated, he would be warm and warm in a certain moment.

Like someone, often can't say why, he can't forget her. How can you forget? Living together over time, he has become accustomed to having her by his side, even in Seattle, he can get news of her every once in a while, but now half a year has passed.

That night, when she left, he had asked Qi Lie to follow him, but he still lost it after all

When Han Yu woke up, he stretched out his hand to block his eyes, the sun was dazzling, and his hot eyes couldn't be opened.

didn't eat breakfast, Qi Lie drove him to the company, and Ren Yang called: "I found out, Lu Zichu has been going to Hangzhou frequently recently, which may be related to the death case at the construction site of Shengjing some time ago." ”

Han Yu looked out the window and didn't sleep well at night, so that he had a splitting headache. Such a big thing happened to Lu's, but there was no movement at all in T City, which shows that Lu's public relations work is in place.

"You can do it!"

In the past six months, Lu and Xinyao have fought to the death in private, and they have already torn their faces, and it is only a matter of time before they are made public in front of the media.

Han Yu and Lu Zichu have met several times in business parties, and they have chatted seemingly calmly in the eyes of outsiders.

Vanity Fair, the businessmen who fell into it are used to acting in front of the camera, acting for others and for themselves.

Lu Zichu: "We should often make appointments to come out and sit, many times only face-to-face communication can make the relationship closer, otherwise I don't know what you think about every day?" ”

Han Yu: "When you see me, don't you feel like a stab in your throat?" It's so uncomfortable to get stuck in your throat, why bother? ”

Lu Zichu: "It's easy to do, pull out the thorns." ”

Han Yu: "Can't pull it out?" ”

Lu Zichu: "There are still a lot of methods, such as swallowing the thorn." ”

Han Yu: "It's a pity, it seems that we can't make a clear difference. ”

Lu Zichu: "No way, I'm small-minded and like to treat enemies."