Tang Yuzhi took a stick of flowers from the outside and inserted them in the vase. Yaoyao, do you like this flower, perfume lily, it's very beautiful, it's also very fragrant.

He walked over and clenched Bai Mengyao's hand, it had been a month, she still hadn't woken up, Su Junxi was afraid that she would become a valuable person, but whether it was or not, whether it would be, really, Tang Yu would not give up Bai Mengyao in this life, even if he really wanted to live with a vegetative person for the rest of his life, he was willing.

"Yaoyao, look, do I look good in this?" He adjusted the suit on his body, "It's just a little big, it's not that you bought it badly, it's that I'm hungry and thin, hehe......" He smiled and gently pinched Bai Mengyao's fingers, "You still hid it, do you think I won't find it like this?" ”

"You forgot about it", he gently pinched Bai Mengyao's face, "Your husband is omnipotent." ”

He clenched Bai Mengyao's hand and put it on his forehead, and only at this time would he let people see the pain in his eyes.

"Yaoyao, when will you wake up? Do you know, it's almost winter, the sweater you knitted for me hasn't been knitted yet, Xuan Xuan is also going to the second grade, he was still complaining a few days ago that you didn't go to see him, we didn't sue him, you had an accident, and Aunt Xuan, she is already sick. ”

"You are so obedient and so well-behaved, why are you disobedient now?"

He laid his face on Bai Mengyao's face.

"Yaoyao, do you know, we have a baby......"

"En......" He suddenly raised his face, feeling the fingers of the confessed Meng Yao move.

"Yaoyao, can you hear me?"

He put his hand on Bai Mengyao's face, "Yes, that's it, move again, come on, my Yaoyao is not so easy to be knocked down, is it?" ”

The unconscious woman on the bed seemed to be entangled in something, very uneasy, her eyes moved very fast, and her fingers began to grasp the quilt hard.

Tang Yuzhen hurriedly pressed the bell, "Come on, come on......"

And he didn't know that at this moment, the woman on the hospital bed suddenly opened her eyes, but those eyes were staring at Yiqiqi very unfamiliarly, and there was no expression on her face, and even the bottom of her eyes was cold and empty.

Bai Mengyao still didn't know what was wrong with her, it seemed that she was trapped in a bottle, and she couldn't get out no matter what, she shouted, she screamed, she cried, she even collapsed, but no matter what, she was still unable to see the light she wanted, and she couldn't take back control of her body.

She kept struggling and resisting, she couldn't just lose, she couldn't just go on, she still had Yu Zhe, by the way, what about Yu Zhe, what about her husband, she still had to celebrate his birthday, knit a sweater for him, and send a text to him.

Suddenly, she opened her eyes.

What caught her eye was the home she had long been accustomed to. It's just that something seems to have changed, is it something missing, or something has changed, what is better, what is missing, what is it.

She got up from the bed and sat up, and moved her fingers, for how long, how long, after all, she hadn't moved this hand, she forgot about it.

She was accustomed to ordering, found her own compromise, and opened the closet, only to find only her own clothes.

Why......

She didn't understand.

She was at a loss, she was at a loss, why did she feel that something was missing, a breath was missing, a breath of a male host.

What the hell was going on, she sat back on the bed, still not understanding what was going on.

She picked up the mobile phone on the table, but, strangely, it was not the small red mobile phone that Tang Yu bought for her, this mobile phone was very big, but she didn't like it too much, what she liked was still the small mobile phone, but when did her mobile phone be replaced.

She looked at the time, ten o'clock in the evening.

Ten o'clock, it's so late.

And she flipped it again, and with a snap, the phone fell to the ground.

June, how could it be June.

What she remembered, it was obviously September, how could time go backwards, was she not awake yet, or she was wrong.

She picked up the mobile phone on the ground again, her fingers were still slightly trembling, fortunately there was a thick carpet on the ground, and it was not broken, her fingers continued to tremble, and her heart was too,

2013, 2014......

Impossible, how could it have been almost a year.

She clasped her head hard, what the hell, what happened?

And at this time, with a snap, the door opened, and then a very strong smell of wine, under the dim light, the room was hazy and unpredictable, but it was so unfamiliar, Bai Mengyao felt a hatred like a beast.

Hate, why hate?

She raised her face, and what she saw was Tang Yuzhi standing at the door, the smell of wine was coming from his body, he had always been a temperate person, and he would never let himself drink like this, and his expression, he, the distance on his body, made her instinctively feel scared.

"Yu ......"

And before she could say anything, she felt a dark shadow completely block the light in front of her.

He was drunk......

Bai Mengyao stretched out her hand and wanted to help him, but with a snap, Tang Yuzhen shook off her hand fiercely, and even hurt the back of her hand.

She didn't even have time to figure out why she felt an extra hand on her neck, and it was even tightening hard, already robbing her lungs of a lot of air.

She opened her eyes wide, and met the violence and hatred hidden in Tang Yu's eyes, as well as the hidden pain.

Why......

Why............

She didn't understand, she really didn't understand, what she did wrong, what she did wrong, why did she do this.

"Say, where did you get her? Where is it, you give her back to me, give her back to me, give me back my Yaoyao......" Tang Yu's folded hand tightened again, and the hatred in his black eyes was like countless sharp arrows, just stabbing his and others' hearts one after another.

And beyond his darkness was a pain that no one could come close to.

Only when it hurts, will it be hate, only when it hurts, will it be resentful, and only when it is home, will there be pain, resentment and hatred.

Bai Mengyao's lips trembled, she slowly stretched out her hand, not to pull away his hand, but to put it on his face, she already felt how much air she had, but she still wanted to comfort this injured man,

Yu Zhe, Yu Zhe, what's wrong with you, why are you sad, why are you in pain......

Dida, the tears dripping from the corners of her eyes just dripped down, and then dripped on the back of Tang Yu's folded hand, from warm to cold, fainting into injuries and blooming into pain.

Tang Yu slowly let go of his hand, and he seemed to be a little confused staring at Bai Mengyao's eyes.