Xia Xue was slightly stunned, then smiled, looked at Ao Tianji in the mirror and asked, "Do you often talk sweetly to women?" ”

She does have a bit of beauty, but in her opinion, it is not something to be proud of. The women she saw in the ward just now who claimed to be Long Ruotong and Ao Yunxi were two very beautiful and radiant women. She knew she was beneath them. Men's words are usually hypocritical, just listen to them.

"Actually, I'm a man of few words, and I've been much more emotionally open since I formally proposed to you that night in the square. You are the one who taught me to express my feelings, so to speak. After you, I have no other woman. So you're the only one who's ever heard me say sweet words. His eyes and tone were genuine.

Xia Xue thought about it, and suddenly asked with some curiosity, "What kind of marriage proposal is it?" ”

Recalling the marriage proposal that day, Ao Tianji's handsome face had obvious sweetness, and he said with a smile: "You once told me that you think my marriage proposal is very long, making you feel that you are the happiest woman in the world." ”

In her inquisitive eyes, he began to tell her all that had happened before and after the formal proposal to her that night, and at the end, he said in a tone full of infinite emotion: "I never thought that one day I would propose to a woman in such a high-profile and rambling way. ”

"It does sound quite promising," Xia Xue looked at him with clear eyes, and there was a hint of regret, alienation and caution in her sighing tone: "It's a pity, I don't remember anything." I don't know what you're talking about...... Did it ever really happen to me? ”

Ao Tianji suddenly felt hurt, he suddenly turned around, opened his arms and held her in his arms, his thin lips were already imprinted on her forehead before she resisted.

Although it was only a gentle kiss, Xia Xue clearly felt the wet stay.

She looked up, but saw that his deep eyes were surging with brilliance, overflowing with light, and the sweet breath of cologne emanated faintly from him, wisps of wisps, conveying a dizzying male madness.

"I'm sure you'll be reminded of mine." Ao Tianji's words escaped softly from his mouth, but with a firm thought.

Xia Xue's blank eyes met his deep eyes: "What if I can't remember it for the rest of my life?" ”

"Then I'll make you fall in love with me again." Ao Tianji's eyes swelled with excitement, and at the same time, he hugged her tighter, so close that her chest was almost close to his, and she could clearly hear his heartbeat.

This kind of close touch made her unaccustomed.

"I'm tired, I want to rest!"

There was a real hint of exhaustion in her voice.

Ao Tianji reluctantly let go of his hand, and as soon as Xia Xue felt his action of letting go, she immediately left his embrace.

Don't blame her for being cruel, she just forgot about all the people and things. It is impossible for people to have trust in a person who is completely unimpressed, and even good feelings are luxuriant.

================= "The Buddha said that there are eight sufferings in life: birth, old age, sickness, death, love and separation, resentment for a long time, can't ask for it, and can't let go."

The Buddha said: Life is created by oneself, the phase is born from the heart, everything in the world is the phase, the heart does not move, everything does not move, the heart does not change, everything does not change. ”

……

Xia Xue held a book of poems in her hand, draped in a sweater jacket, sat on the swing rack in the garden, and read the poem quietly in the afternoon sun, carefully experiencing the feelings revealed between the lines.

As soon as Ao Mingjie's footsteps stepped into the garden, he saw her sitting on the swing at a glance.

The sun bathed her white jade face, and the wisteria flowers also fell on her with the wind, and she looked surprisingly peaceful, as if she had no quarrel with the world.

If the heart does not move, everything does not move, and the heart does not change, everything does not change......

How could she be so at ease?

After a moment's pause, he stepped forward and approached her quietly.

"The Buddha said: All laws are born, all are fate, accidental encounters, suddenly looking back, destined to each other's lives, just for the moment when the eyes meet. The origin is extinguished, and the origin is empty......" When Xia Xue read the poem softly, she suddenly felt a burning gaze coming from ahead.

She subconsciously raised her head and looked ahead, and a handsome and angular male face suddenly came into view.

Who is he? When this question came to her mind, she had heard his voice coming, with a certain light emotion: "Xia Xue." ”

Another person who knew her.

"Who are you?"

"Ao Mingjie, we know each other." Ao Mingjie's handsome face raised a smile as bright as the sun, and continued to approach her.

She still sat upright on the swing rack, watching him walk towards her without saying a word.

Ao Mingjie walked up to her, stopped two steps away from the swing, his eyes slid all the way down her face, to the book of poems in her hand, and asked with a smile: "Are you reading Cangyang Gyatso's poems?" ”

She smiled slightly: "It's just boring." ”

With that, she got down from the swing rack, and the wisteria flowers that landed on her sweater jacket slid gently as she stood upright, floating silently on the ground.

She pointed to the white chair on the lawn and said to Ao Mingjie, "Please sit down." ”

Ao Mingjie sat down.

Xia Xue also sat down, put the poetry book in her hand on the table casually, and Ao Mingjie asked her, "Xia Xue, do you remember me?" ”

She raised her head, looked at it seriously for a while, and finally shook her head blankly: "Sorry, I don't remember." ”

He was not mistaken, her eyes were filled with a completely unfamiliar emotion. Ao Mingjie smiled tolerantly: "It's okay, we can get to know each other again." ”

She smiled.

Ao Mingjie looked at her, as if surprised, and said with a sigh: "I thought you should be very anxious and uneasy after losing your memory, but I didn't expect you to be so comfortable." ”

"So what should I do?" Xia Xue laughed at herself: "I saw everyone come forward and grab him and ask him who I am, what kind of past do I have?" ”

"No, that's not what I meant," Ao explained, with a tentative look in his eyes, "I mean, you don't look like amnesia at all." ”

"I do have amnesia, forgetting all people and things," Xia Xue met his tentative eyes, calmly explained, after a moment, her gaze slowly moved away from him, looking at the birds flying in the blue sea and clear sky in the distance, the voice was like a breeze blowing, soft and soft, intoxicating: "I just feel anxious, uneasy, confused, painful, these negative emotions have not helped me recover my memory." Life is limited, so why not try to do something that makes you happy? ”