Xiaoman is right, he has never considered his sister's feelings, he is too selfish and wants to selfishly possess his sister.

It was he who hurt his sister, caused her to lose her husband, her father who lost her children, and now what right does he have to ask her to forgive her incompetent brother.

After returning to his room, Xiao Sicai asked glutinously, "Mom, who is that uncle?" ”

Ling Banxia's heart skipped a beat, and finally replied to his son: "It's Xiao Si's uncle." ”

Although he resents his brother and hates his brother, he still takes care of himself.

Ten months pregnant, in addition to the mother, that is, to take care of herself; He also sent himself abroad for a painless delivery, so that she did not suffer too much.

These days, he has forgotten his favorite Feng Qiyao and devoted himself to his children.

She was still grateful to her brother, but Ling Banxia couldn't forget the beloved who was swallowed by the sea.

"But Mom seems to hate him?" This child obviously inherited his father's high IQ and high emotional intelligence, and when he was less than three years old, he already knew how to understand people and see through emotions.

Mom's joys, sorrows, and even a cough can't escape his eyes.

Sometimes Ling Banxia wanted to hide that his son was sick and didn't want him to worry, but he couldn't do it.

It really made her laugh and cry.

"Xiao Si, come, Mom asks you, do you want Dad?" Ling Banxia asked while holding the child and patting his body.

Regarding his father's affairs, Ling Banxia has always felt sorry for the child.

She wondered if she was being too selfish. Could it be that the child doesn't want such a background at all, but he insists on bringing him into this world.

"Yes, but Xiao Si still likes her mother the most."

The child obviously wanted his father, but he was afraid that his mother would be sad, so he chose to answer like this.

I have to say that this kid is heartwarming enough.

Ling Banxia smiled happily, with tears in her laughter.

He was the best gift God had ever given her.

Perhaps it was also God's compensation for her, he took away her beloved husband and returned her a lovely child.

When that little lump of flesh covered in blood appeared in front of him, Ling Banxia really felt that all the hard work was worth it.

Seaside, small fishing village.

He had the same nightmare again.

In the dream, a group of people were chasing after him, and at the end of the pursuit, he was unable to run anymore, and let all the sticks rain down on him.

There was a woman crying beside her, she threw herself into her arms, crying so much that her heart was broken.

When he woke up, cold sweat soaked his clothes again.

Wen Nanyi, the owner of the house, turned on the light and walked in, "What's wrong?" That dream again? ”

Three years ago, the fishermen in the village found Jiang Longyue washed up in the shallows, and the enthusiastic fishermen rescued him back to the village.

Wen Nanyi is a personable and heroic middle-aged man who is also the doctor in the only clinic in the village.

He found that the person had external injuries and internal injuries, and there were traces of fractures on the coccyx of the spine, and most importantly, after rescuing him, Wen Nanyi found that the person had no memory of the previous events at all.

He doesn't remember who he is, he doesn't have any papers, he doesn't have a mobile phone, and the small fishing villagers who live a worse life than in the city have no way to find his family.

In desperation, Wen Nanyi left him in his clinic to help himself on weekdays and follow up on his recovery status at any time.

He gave Jiang Longyue a new name, called Wen Jiuzhi.

Because he was more than ten years older than himself, he called him "brother" when he learned about it.

"Brother Yi, you haven't slept yet?"

Wen Guzhi eased his breath and said.

"I was woken up by you when I fell asleep."

Wen Nanyi sat next to him and quipped.

Seeing his nervous and guilty look, Wen Nanyi snorted: "Tease you, I just can't sleep by myself." ”

"Brother Yi, you say, who is that girl?"

Knowing that he was confused, he asked this question.

Wen Nanyi sighed and replied impatiently: "You have been asking this question for three years, and I have been answering it for three years. I think it must be a woman you love very, very much. Otherwise, you won't always dream of her after amnesia. ”

"But I just can't remember." Wen said irritably, reaching out to knock his head.

Every time I recall the past, it is a blank space, this feeling is terrible and annoying.

He really wants to have memories, to know what kind of person he was before, what kind of things he encountered,

Wen Nanyi took his hand away and reminded, "Didn't I tell you?" Don't knock you on the head, it's useless! ”

"Perhaps, all the things you encountered in the past were sad, and God will let you forget them all."

Now, Wen Nanyi has no choice but to comfort him like this.

In fact, this comfort is not groundless, and it can be seen from the dream he often has that his previous experience was not very happy.

"Go to sleep, I'll have to go to work tomorrow."

Wen Nanyi said, leaving the room and turning off the lights for him.

But after lying back, I didn't feel sleepy.

Who the hell is he? Who the hell is that woman? What happened to you before?

In addition to being confused, I was left with fear, fear that I couldn't feel anything.

The next day, the sun had just risen, and after breakfast, Wen Zhizhi opened the door of the hospital, and the door was already full of girls.

It's exactly the same as the scene where a superstar appears on TV and fans rush to it.

Fortunately, Wen Nanyi came out to solve this chaotic scene.

In fact, this kind of scene has not been a day or two, since the old acquaintance came here, the young girls in the village have run to me if they have nothing to do, and those who are not sick are sick.

There are even people who deliberately hurt themselves and came here to see a doctor, just to see this handsome guy.

The girl is a nymphomaniac, but it's terrible.

Wen Nanyi asked them to come one by one, and none of the girls who came in had a moment to leave Wen Zhizhi.

When reviewing the old knowledge to bandage the wound on a girl's hand, the girl looked at him with a peach blossom face and asked, "Can I ask for your WeChat?" ”

"I don't have WeChat."

Reviewing the old knowledge replied lightly.

The girl was a little disappointed, but she was unwilling: "Then, the phone will do too." ”

"I don't have a phone either."

Wen Guzhi still replied lightly, and after bandaging, he took the medicine and tools and left.

It's true, he really doesn't have a phone, because there is no phone at all.

I am a person who has lost my memory, and the only person I usually deal with is Brother Yi.

But they live in such a small clinic, which is not more than 50 meters away, where do they need mobile phone communication.

Therefore, I didn't buy a mobile phone, or rather, I didn't have the money to buy a mobile phone at all, and I usually picked up the landline of the hospital clinic.

Wen Nanyi said: "If you ask him his name, he may not even have a name." ”

This made all the girls laugh.

What he means is that people who don't like you don't want to deal with you at all.

It's brutal, but it's realistic.

"That's it! You are one by one, if you are really sick, stay behind, and those who are not sick and just come to see handsome guys, don't delay others to see a doctor, and leave quickly. ”

Wen Nanyi's attitude was rare cold, and many girls and children were frightened.

Immediately after that, they left one after another.

In the end, there was only an old lady in her seventies and eighties, Wen Nanyi helped her sit down, and patiently asked, "Grandma, where are you uncomfortable?" ”

The old lady sighed and said, "Let me tell you the truth, I'm not sick at all, I just want to see your new young man here." ”

"Ouch, that's pretty good."

Both men's faces changed.

Wen Nanyi thought that this was a grandmother who was over the age of old, and she was really unwell.

However, it turns out that are of no age!

He cleared his throat and said, "I said, grandma, you're already so old, are you still ...... Take care of your old age. ”

"Ah, send grandma."

"Okay."

Seeing off the old lady, Wen Nanyi slumped in the chair, pointed at him, and said with disgust:

"Look at your face, how much trouble you've caused me!"

It's so good-looking, attracting bees and butterflies! All the girls like to come and see him.

Really!

Shu Zhizhi said timidly: "Then, then I won't come in the future?" ”

"That won't do! Don't be lazy at home, I don't raise people who eat white rice. ”

Wen Nanyi retorted.

Compared with the encirclement of many girls, it is more terrifying when you are still alone in your work.

As soon as he finished speaking, there was another knock on the door.

"Who are you?"

Seeing the woman at the door, Wen Nanyi knew that this was not a girl from the village.

This woman is none other than Ling Forsythia.

The first time she saw Wen Jiuzhi, she rushed over and hugged him, and said excitedly: "Honey, it's really you." I've finally found you! ”

Both men were stunned.

Wen Jizhi pushed her away, walked a little farther away and asked, "Who are you?" ”

"You, you don't know me?"

Ling Lianqiao looked incredibly sad, living like a wronged little daughter-in-law.

Of course, she knew that Jiang Longyue had lost his memory at this time, otherwise how could she have the courage to say that she was his wife!

I would also like to thank my mother, who was also from a fishing village, and when I heard my neighbors when I was a child, a strange young man came to the village, and when she heard the villagers' descriptions, she felt that something was wrong.

I wanted to see who this person was for a long time, but I didn't expect it to be Jiang Longyue.

God help her, this man has lost his memory, but he has a great opportunity!

She wants to make good use of this opportunity and snatch everything from Ling Banxia!

Wen Guzhi questioned and asked: "You said that you are my wife, then you tell me, what is my name?" Why did I fall into the sea? ”

Ling Lianqiao had thought about it before he came, so he said it without thinking too much: "Your name is Jiang Chengyu, you are an oceanographer, three years ago, you went to sea to study, and there was an accident, and there has been no news since then." Do you know? Everybody says you're not coming back, but I don't believe it! ”