In the world at night, everyone is the protagonist of their own life. They play their own roles in different scripts. Lei Ming was in a warehouse deep in the mountains in the suburbs, competing with Jian Nian and Lian Ronglin in consciousness, while Qian Xiaomo was in a quiet nursing home, sitting on the edge of Qian Xiaoxiang's hospital bed with Qian's father and Qian's mother, this is the real reunion of the family for so long.

"It's not too early, wash and sleep." Qian Ma stepped forward and hugged Qian Xiaomo's shoulder, "The room has been cleaned up, you still sleep in your original room, nothing has changed." ”

Qian Xiaomo looked up at Qian's mother, smiled warmly, and thanked her.

"Silly girl, with your mother, where do you need to be so polite?"

“…… So tonight, can I sleep with you? Qian Xiaomo's big eyes flashed.

Qian's mother's nose was sore, of course, she couldn't refuse, and her eyes were red all of a sudden.

On this night, a mother and daughter lay side by side in bed. Qian Xiaomo held Qian's mother's arm and leaned on Qian's mother's shoulder, like a well-behaved and coquettish little girl. While holding Qian Xiaomo's hand, Qian Ma was immersed in memories, chatting with Qian Xiaomo about her childlike childhood and those trivial details, but it has as important meaning as life to Qian Xiaomo.

“…… The happiest thing in my life is to marry your father and have your two daughters. ”

Qian Xiaomo looked at Qian's mother, Qian's mother talked about the past, and her eyelids were moistened as she talked, and Qian Xiaomo couldn't help but feel distressed.

"I just realized how naughty I was when I was a kid...... You've worked really hard, mom......"

Qian Ma was stunned, looked down at Qian Xiaomo in disbelief, and was so excited that she almost spoke incoherently, "Xiao...... Little foam ......"

This is the first time in a whole day that Qian Xiaomo has called her mother!

Qian Xiaomo's face was hot, and shyly, she covered the quilt for Qian's mother, "Mom, go to bed early, it's been hard this time!" ”

Qian's mother suddenly burst into tears, hugging her lost daughter, and crying heartbreakingly.

Qian Xiaomo has been holding back, obviously the tears in the corners of her eyes are already rolling, but she still refuses to shed a single tear. is because she knows that she must not cry at this time, now Qian Ma and Qian Dad need her, this Qian family needs her, and Qian Xiaomo must be strong to resist this qiē. She didn't want to worry about Mother Qian anymore, so she couldn't have the slightest weakness in front of Father Qian's mother.

Now that she has grown up, she is no longer the child she used to be, and she should also act like an adult.

At least I can't let Qian Dad and Qian Ma be so tired anymore......

Qian Xiaomo looked out the window with emotion, and she didn't know what Lei Ming was doing now under the same night sky?

On the second and third days, Qian Xiaomo stayed in the nursing home. Lei Ming would call from time to time to greet him, and Qian Xiaomo hadn't seen him for several days. She didn't know what Lei Ming was doing or what she was busy with, Qian Xiaomo was worried that she would contact him rashly, it would disturb his work, and it would make a noise to him, so Qian Xiaomo always looked at her phone, but she didn't dare to take the initiative to contact Lei Ming.

Qian Dad and Qian Mom saw it in their eyes, just looked at each other and smiled, and didn't say anything.

Qian Xiaomo looked out the window like this, and she couldn't tell why she was full of concern and hope for Lei Ming.

The breeze was blowing, and Qian Xiaomo had been standing in front of the window for a long time, thinking about the experiences she had experienced these days, and only when she was with Lei Ming and her family would she feel infinitely warm and at ease.

Gradually, her eyes blurred, and two lines of tears burst out of her crystal clear eyes and gently slid across her delicate cheeks. There was no sobbing, tears just flowing quietly and unconsciously. No one knows who the unconscious tears are flowing for, not even Qian Xiaomo himself knows, whether it is for the grievances he has suffered these days, or for the joy of the family reunion, or for the endless thoughts of Lei Ming.

Qian Xiaomo just wants to have this moment now, a plain and uneventful life, with a family and a lover......

She lowered her eyelids and looked at the still dark screen of her phone, which was so hot that she held it for too long.

"I'll be back early tomorrow morning."

The mood of missing and afraid of disturbing always made Qian Xiaomo hesitate, she finally mustered up the courage to send a WeChat message to Lei Ming, but there was still no response. Qian Xiaomo pinched her mobile phone like this and looked into the distance for a long, long time, looking at the stars in the night sky, looking at the moon in the sky, and looking at the faint phantom of Lei Ming.

Even though Qian Xiaomo has lost too many memories, she now knows that there is always a Lei Ming living in her heart, or a shadow, or a real being. It's just that Qian Xiaomo is not sure if she also likes Lei Ming after she loses her memory, in case she ...... Before the amnesia, she loved Lei Ming, but after the amnesia, she no longer loved?

Now there is zài deep thoughts in her heart, maybe it is just the sequelae of past memories?

Qian Xiaomo bit the corner of her lip, and quickly withdrew the WeChat she had just sent.

Staring at the phone screen in a daze, she breathed a long sigh of relief, but her beating heart still couldn't be controlled.

……

The first rays of sunlight in the morning shined through the curtains and spread a golden thread on Qian Xiaomo's bed.

She curled up under the covers and rolled over lazily.

It was a rare good winter day, and it seemed to dawn a little earlier than the previous days.

With a long yawn, Qian Xiaomo rubbed her sleepy eyes and sat up.

At this time, Qian's father and Qian's mother had already woken up.

Qian Ma is a neat housewife, and it didn't take long for the fragrant breakfast to be prepared.

After Qian Xiaomo washed up, she sat around the dining table with Qian's father and Qian's mother, and the happiness of the reunion seemed to be that the family had never been separated.

"Mom, I'm going to go back to Lei Ming." Qian Xiaomo's voice was very small, and she was clearly reluctant.

Perhaps, it is also because she herself has not thought it through.

"You should go back too, Mr. Lei misses you too," Qian's mother naturally knew her daughter's thoughts, "You don't have to worry about us, it's all good." ”

"Still, I ...... I'm still worried about your ......" Qian Xiaomo is still reluctant.

"Silly boy, if you're worried, just come back with Mr. Lei," Qian's mother tried to dispel her daughter's troubles, "How can a wife not be with her husband?" ”

Qian Xiaomo didn't speak, and the words "wife and husband" from Qian's mother's mouth made her stunned, and then nodded to Qian's mother.

Breakfast ended in a somewhat reluctant atmosphere, after Qian Xiaomo helped Qian's mother clean up, she returned to the room and thought about whether there was anything to take away, and she was stunned for a long time before she realized that she didn't bring anything at all, so naturally there was nothing to take away. Qian Xiaomo could have left immediately, but she was still hesitating.

"When are you leaving?" Qian Ma wiped her hands with an apron and stood outside the bedroom door.

Qian Xiaomo came back to her senses and hurriedly covered up, "Hmm...... I'd like to stay a little longer......"

"You are married, you are not just a person, you have your own family, you have to think more about the family." Qian Ma walked up, sighed, and whispered, "Before, I thought you really left before us, so I never gave Mr. Lei a good face, but no matter how we scolded him, beat him and drove him, he kept kneeling here and never left, and it was pouring rain at that time, so he kept kneeling down......"

Qian Xiaomo was taken aback, Lei Ming was high, how could he do such a thing?

"So, Xiaomo, you must cherish it, the second chance that God has given you, this hard-won happiness!"

Qian Xiaomo was silent, her brain was blank and buzzing, she didn't even know how she left the nursing home and how she took a taxi back to the apartment.

She just relied on the feeling of her thighs, out of the nursing home, Qian Xiaomo's eyes were still confused, she didn't know what direction she was going, she was already standing under the bus platform, and the second car that came up was in a daze, and when she got off the car, she took a few steps forward, and sure enough, it was the community where Lei Ming lived.

Standing at the door of the community, Qian Xiaomo was pulled back to her thoughts by the horn of the car behind her, and she looked around dumbfounded, completely unaware of how she came back. But she is, indeed, back.

Qian Xiaomo can't remember how she used to travel between these two places frequently.

Naturally, she couldn't lose that feeling when she lost her memory.

Out of the elevator, Qian Xiaomo stood outside Lei's house, hesitated for a moment, but knocked on the door a few times, but no one answered, only a cute cry. So Qian Xiaomo entered the password, and the door opened with a "pop".

Qian Xiaomo looked at her hand in disbelief, when did she know the password of the password door?

No one told her at all, so how did she know that the password was her birthday?

Qian Xiaomo didn't understand, opened the door and walked in, and Mengmeng immediately pounced excitedly.

Qian Xiaomo picked it up, and it kept licking her face, which made Qian Xiaomo can't help but giggle.

After some enthusiasm, Qian Xiaomo put down Mengmeng and walked inside, and the moment she stretched out her feet and walked into the door, the whole person was stunned-

On the walls of the house, there are all kinds of wedding photos, large and small.

Each one is so beautiful, so beautiful that you stand in front of you in addition to the unstoppable admiration, just look at it stupidly with a big mouth.

The two people in the wedding photos, Lei Ming and Qian Xiaomo, look so loving and sweet.

Qian Xiaomo looked at them one by one and carefully in a dumbfounded manner, and suddenly thought of Qian's mother's words of "wife and husband".

With her mother's words, coupled with these photos, Qian Xiaomo still can't believe that she is Lei Ming's wife.

Lei Ming is so good, how could he fall in love with her?

Qian Xiaomo is so shy, how can she chase Lei Ming?

Qian Xiaomo looked at Lei Ming in the photo, masculine and handsome, strong and handsome, with a majestic and dignified appearance, she couldn't help but think of the current Lei Ming, who was obviously much thinner, and his spirit was much worse than in this photo. Thinking of this, Qian Xiaomo remembered what Qian's mother said, Lei Ming knelt in the heavy rain, Qian Xiaomo's heart was endlessly sad, she understood that Lei Ming was getting thinner and thinner these days because she was getting thinner and harder.

Perhaps for Qian Xiaomo's only memory, she can't remember the storage of these photos at all, but she can only rely on her own feelings to believe or not, just like the panic when she was with Jian Nian, but when she was with Lei Ming, she was very relieved, and she relied on her most true feelings in her heart.

Qian Xiaomo's eyes fell on the woman next to Lei Ming in the photo, sometimes snuggling, sometimes hugging, sometimes looking at each other, her movements were playful or shy, and her gestures clearly said her love for the man next to her.

Qian Xiaomo stopped, but there happened to be a mirror in front of her, and she couldn't help but ask herself: "Is this Qian Xiaomo in the mirror and the person in the photo the same person?" ”

The traces of time have emerged in the mirror, although too little, but it is also the vicissitudes of time.

The ripples in her heart have become waves, tears are falling silently again, how Qian Xiaomo wants to recall everything, whether it was beautiful or unbearable, she just wants to have a complete memory, so complete that she can say "I love you" to the person she loves for sure, but now, she doesn't even dare to be sure that the person she loves is really anyone.

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