I endured the tears for an unknown amount of time, and opened the gate with a bang......

Along her emaciated cheeks, over her soft neck......

Hua Yu on the bed raised his hand for some reason, as if he didn't know what the girl in front of him was doing? These shiny things on her face...... What is it?!

She looks so sad......

Hua Yu's hand gently stroked Rong Xiaorong's cheeks, and his slender and clean fingers slowly touched those tears that were still warm......

Rong Xiaorong's hand gently covered his hand, trembling and holding his hand, trying to keep his fingers away from his tears......

He has lost his memory, if he is in a coma again...... Rong Xiaorong really didn't know if his heart could be strong enough to support it......

"Don't ...... Huayu, don't ......" she pushed his hand away with difficulty......

"What is this?" Huayu doesn't follow, this person! Even if you have amnesia, it is difficult to change your domineering and willfulness!

His fingertips, a crystal clear teardrop, are reflecting the colorful sunshine......

"Don't, Huayu...... Don't ......" Rong Xiaorong was almost sobbing and stunned, she wiped her eyes with her sleeves, and subconsciously wanted to pounce and help Hua Yu wipe the tears off her fingers......

But......

"Tell me, what is this?" Hua Yu still asked lightly, not afraid of the tears in his hand that he was most afraid of......

"Huayu, you ......" One minute passed, two minutes passed, and three minutes passed...... Hua Yu was still lying there unharmed, without the slightest sign of falling asleep...... Rong Xiaorong was shocked......

"Tell me. What is it? He stared at Rong Xiaorong, then at the tears on his fingertips, and asked for the third time.

"It's tears......" Rong Xiaorong said. Tears welled up in her eyes again......

"Tears ......" Hua Yu seemed puzzled, his good-looking eyes stared at the tear on his fingertips.

"What are tears?" Like a child, he continued to ask.

"Tears are ...... here" Rong Xiaorong held his hand tightly and gently placed it on his heart.

"Here? ......" He looked at her as if he didn't understand.

"It's sad here, and there are tears......" she said, and she couldn't stop crying......

His hand did not break free again at this moment, the other hand. But he slowly climbed onto her back, just like the previous domineering, and held her deep in his arms. Only this time, although there are domineering actions, there is no more domineering strength......

"Don't be sad, there will be no more tears......" he said softly, word by word.

Seems. He didn't have amnesia at all. Everything seemed to be yesterday, and he hugged himself tightly...... Saying "Wife, I love you......"

"Good...... Not sad...... Not sad...... Don't cry......" She was in his arms, still clearly smelling his beautiful smell of rosin. He closed his eyes vigorously, trying to take back all the tears......

Yes, she said before the operation that when the operation was over, he would no longer be afraid of tears. She was going to wipe him out with tears......

Now, the surgery is really over. He was really no longer afraid of tears, but she no longer had the courage to shed them......

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"Rongrong, why haven't you seen Xiaoyu recently?" On the phone, Rong Yuanzheng was chatting with Rong Xiaorong cordially.

"Dad, he's been very busy lately, wait a while, we'll go see you together......" Rong Xiaorong replied with a smile.

hung up the phone, and when he turned around, Huayu was already able to get out of bed, walk around with furniture, learn to pour water by himself, eat by himself, and know the name of each meal...... Able to read books and newspapers, search and communicate on the Internet......

And this only took three days......

It's as if he just lost his memory, and that super high IQ is still hidden in his brain......

"Wife." In the past three days, he has been able to connect the title of "wife" with the slender and good-looking girl in front of him, and he calls her easily.

"Husband." Rong Xiaorong put down the rehabilitation book in his hand and walked to his side with a smile......

"Wife, I see that the market is good recently, do you want to buy some?" Huayu sat comfortably in front of the computer, facing the undulating K-line chart...... It seems to be talking to himself, and it seems to be communicating with Rong Xiaorong.

"I don't understand stocks, if you want to think it's good, just buy some, this is the family bank card, and the password is six 9s." Rong Xiaorong smiled and put the card in front of him.

There's not much money in there, just a savings from her salary since she came to work......

His money is all in HIQ, and she hasn't touched a cent......

"I'm also new to it, and it's so interesting to watch, so I want to try it." Hua Yu took her bank card, smiled beautifully, and raised her head.

is still bald, but watching him get better day by day, from being able to take care of himself to starting to get in touch with all the familiar but new things like a child...... And then slowly get acquainted with it...... Rong Xiaorong's mood is really good!

Regardless of whether the money in this card can be earned or lost for him, she doesn't care.

As long as he is happy and gets better day by day......

"Husband, what do you want to eat today?" She asked subconsciously.

"Noodles, you cooked them." He answered for no reason, and still began to stare at the direction of the stock market with a serious face......

"Really...... You don't order so many delicious foods, but you want to eat the white water noodles I cooked......" Rong Xiaorong said angrily, but his heart suddenly tightened.

He said, "You cooked!" ”

Could it be that he still remembers the unpalatable Yangchun white noodles he once cooked?!

A strange little surprise, crispy and numb climbed into her heart, soft and warm devouring everything she had.

However, in the next second, I didn't dare to say it, for fear that the surprise would turn into a loss......

In fact, no matter what he becomes, whether he can still remember it or not...... As long as he is by his side, he can be seen and heard every day...... This life is enough......

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Time is going on day by day.

It's Friday......

"Dangdangdang", someone was knocking on the door gently.

Rong Xiaorong wiped the water on his hands to wash the dishes, and ran quickly to open the door.

But outside the door, Sheng Yaoshan stood there with a sunny face...... He still carried his portable wooden box in his hand......

It's still an old-fashioned kaftun, but with a scarf......

At this moment, Rong Xiaorong realized that he hadn't gone out for a week, and he didn't even know that it was already cold outside to wear a scarf......

"What? Don't invite me in? Sheng Yaoshan smiled, still smiling beautifully.

"Why are you here?" Before Rong Xiaorong came back to his senses, Sheng Yaoshan had already walked in with a box...... (To be continued.) )