Back in the room, Su Wei sat on the edge of the bed, his fingers clasped together, obviously wanting to ask something, but he still didn't ask.

What the hell started to happen? Su Wei raised his hand and looked at his palms, the fine lines, and the white and tender palms did not have a little calluse. But it made Su Wei feel a deep sense of powerlessness.

But no matter how Su Wei recalled, his mind was still empty, but Su Wei always felt that he had forgotten some very important things.

What is it? What did I forget? Su Wei kept questioning himself in his heart, and he wanted to try hard to remember what happened, but only his heart, which seemed to be broken, revealed a fatal sadness, but he didn't know where it came from.

A thin layer of sweat broke out on Su Weiwei's face, forcing himself to work hard to recall what happened, but those memories buried in the depths of his memory, no matter how Su Wei dug up, only brought bursts of heart-rending pain.

Su Weiwei fell to the ground, holding his head in his hands, and curled up on the side of the bed.

"Don't, don't ......" Su Wei didn't know what was going on, but the more he recalled, only a sore feeling permeated from the bottom of his heart, the more he struggled, the more painful, the more painful, the more he wanted to recall.

Half a sound, Su Wei was already in tears, crying silently.

Su only sobbed quietly, the headache became more and more intense, he couldn't support it anymore, screamed, and fell heavily to the ground.

Ye Luochen, who heard the voice, immediately rushed over from his room, and Tiandong and Cicada Yi followed closely behind.

Su Weiwei, who fainted from the pain, wrinkled his whole little face together. His face turned pale, and his teeth bit his lower lip tightly, and blood spilled from his lips.

Ye Luochen picked Su Wei up from the ground with a stern expression, and immediately entered internal force to heal her. The thumb ran over Su Wei's lips and wiped the blood off it.

He took out the milky white plaster again and gently rubbed it on Su Wei's lips. But with unparalleled tenderness.

Su Weiwei was dizzy, and it took two days to wake up from the bed, only to see Cicada Yi sitting on the edge of the bed, and when he saw Su Weiwei waking up, he helped Su Weiwei up. Lean against the head of the bed. He handed the boiled medicine to Su Weiwei.

"Girl, let's drink the medicine first." Cicada Yi looked concerned and haggard, presumably in order to take care of Su Wei in the past two days, he should not have slept well.

After drinking the medicine, Su Wei was still lying on the bed. This time the pain was very intense. Su Weiwei still feels some residual pain. I can't exert any strength in my body.

Cicada Yi put down the bowl, saw that Su only wanted to speak, and said with a smile: "Girl." I know what you want to ask. A few days ago, Childe had been sleepless for many nights in order to save you. On the nights when you are in a coma, you have a high fever every day, but most of the time it is Childe who takes care of you. At first, we said that it would be good for us to take care of you at night, but Childe said that your body temperature will change at night, and it is useless for us to stay. ”

Speaking of this, Cicada Yi said distressedly to Su Weiwei: "Girl, Childe has been really hard during this time, and he will go down the mountain to go to the free clinic every three days." When I come back, I have to take care of you, girl, we all see this. So, girl, for the sake of our son-in-law who has gone to such great lengths to save you, you don't have to torture yourself. ”

Su Wei lowered his head lightly, not knowing what to say.

After Cicada Yi left, not long after, Ye Luochen came to Su's only room.

Su Wei leaned lightly on the edge of the bed, his hands folded, his black hair hanging down on his sides, extremely weak.

"What are you thinking?" Ye Luochen's voice was slightly hoarse, and the sleeves and skirt corners were slightly wrinkled.

The bare moonlight shines through the skylight on the bed.

Ye Luochen sat opposite Su Weiwei, one hand on Su Weiwei's pulse, Su Weiwei was immediately stunned, and reflexively retracted.

Ye Luochen smiled simply: "Don't be afraid, I'll help you with the pulse." ”

After thinking for a while, Su Wei hesitated to give up the struggle and looked at Ye Luochen.

Ye Luochen didn't stay on Su Wei's wrist for long, and withdrew his hand after a moment: "It's okay, but your body is still too weak, you need to rest more." ”

Getting closer, Su Wei seemed to see Ye Luochen's eyes bloodshot, and a thick black shadow drooping under his eyes.

"Do you know who I am?" Su Weiwei suddenly raised his head and looked at Ye Luochen and asked.

Ye Luochen was slightly stunned, but smiled with relief, as if he knew that Su Wei would ask such a question, and stroked the top of Su Wei's head: "I know you have a lot of questions now, when we rescued you, you were covered in injuries and in a coma for a month, and you kept having a fever for a month, but you didn't remember anything after waking up." ”

Su Weiwei's face was a little sad and disappointed, and he pointed his finger again, pointing to his chest: "But, why, here, it's sad." Su Weiwei didn't know what was going on, the more he thought about it, he always felt that something was slowly lost from his heart, and tears flowed involuntarily.

"What the hell is going on?" Su Wei muttered in his mouth.

"Don't think about it." Ye Luochen looked at Su Weiwei, who was a little distracted, and said in a somewhat distressed voice.

Su Weiwei touched his face with both hands, and tears dripped down his fingers and fell on the quilt, leaving circles of halo after halo.

"Since memories will only make you more sad and painful, it is better to forget jì. Since God has made you choose amnesia, it must be that the memories of the past must not be good, so, promise me, don't think about it anymore, okay? Ye Luochen said, stretched out his hand and pulled down Su's only hands, stroked Su Wei's eyebrows, and gently smoothed the eyebrows that had never been released.

Ye Luochen's words were like a wisp of spring breeze, gently and gently caressing into Su Wei's heart.

But Su Wei has a voice in his heart telling him not to agree, he always feels that something very important has been forgotten by him, so he must remember it.

But looking at Ye Luochen facing him, Su Wei couldn't say yes, but he felt that he couldn't refuse.

Knowing that Su Weiwei was a little difficult to choose, Ye Luochen did not force Su Weiwei to say.

"Since we still can't recall it if we deliberately try to recall, why don't we go with the flow, start a new life, and think about it slowly, okay?"

"But I don't even know who I am. What is your name? Su Wei looked a little flustered.

Ye Luochen looked at Su Weiwei with some pain in his eyes, as if he was looking at another person through Su Weiwei's shadow.

"So, from now on, I'll tell you to forget your worries, okay?"

Su Weiwei's eyelashes were stained with tears, his big eyes were full of pain, and in Ye Luochen's warm eyes, it seemed to be turned into a river of spring water. (To be continued.) )

ps: Writing and writing, I feel that this night Luochen is really good, the baby is touched by the night Luochen, I hope our dust can only forget the pain. Forget your worries, forget your worries, forget your sorrows, and be your happy self from now on.