The place where Fang Chenchu lived was almost a black wall now, and there was definitely nothing in it that could be used, and it was estimated that the door could be opened, and he couldn't step in.

So Fang Chenchu went to the nearby vegetable market, bought an old hen, bought some seasoning things, and drove home directly, Dabie Ye.

Not far from the door of his house, before Fang Chenchu's car had time to turn a corner, he saw the car he was familiar with departing quickly from another road in a strange shape towards the road he had come from.

It is estimated that it was Fang Yahui who was driving, and she was emotional for a while, which made the car look like this.

Fortunately, there are fewer people and fewer cars in this area, even if Fang Yahui occupies the entire road alone, going back and forth will not delay and affect other people.

Fang Chenchu took the last look, only to see that the car had returned to its normal appearance and disappeared at the next traffic light.

In Dabie Ye, there are all kinds of things, even for making soup, there are also a lot of things, and each type of pot is completely and cleanly placed in that place, and the seasonings need nothing to supplement except for the special things that Fang Chen bought at the beginning.

After Fang Chenchu returned home, he rolled up his sleeves quite skillfully, and held the kitchen knife in his hand to the old hen, washed it two or three times, and put it in the pot, putting the green onions, ginger and garlic that he had just prepared, and some water.

Looking at the soup that had changed color little by little with the boiling temperature, Fang Chenchu suddenly felt that a certain piece of his heart sank for a while, and he couldn't put it into words, and his whole mood became depressed.

With his back to the kitchen, his back against the wall, he raised his head from time to time to look at the ceiling, his eyes were red when he didn't pay attention, and he was in a no-man's corner, and his voice was hoarse and half-covered with a face.

Fang Chenchu thinks that he has controlled his emotions very well in the past two years, at most, every year during the Chinese New Year, and Song Song's birthday, he is uncomfortable and wants to be alone.

The former is inconvenient for him to hide, no matter how to say that it is now this development, he will graduate soon, and if he wants to take over the company, he must deal with people, and he must have his own contacts and broad vision.

But the latter, that is, when Song Song is on his birthday, everyone will give him a quiet rest, and a quiet day is a quiet day.

It's not that Fang Chenchu hasn't logged in to Za Lang's account in the past two years, and he will post a few updates every year, but they are all rare ones that can be counted on one hand, and sometimes looking at the names and familiar avatars of the comments below, he can shake his mind for a while.

When the chicken soup was about to be cooked, Fang Chenchu came back to his senses leisurely, retracting his expression from his empty two years, thinking of the real picture just now, Song Song himself stood in front of him like that, and felt as if he had been reborn.

He couldn't help but rejoice, glad that he hadn't given up at the beginning, and how correct the decision had been until now.

And also......

Their engagement feast.

In the hospital ward over there, Fang Yahui hurriedly ran to the bathroom after arriving at the hospital, washed her face and removed her makeup, re-applied makeup, sorted out her appearance, and finally made sure that she was already in the best state, so she kept taking a deep breath and walking towards the ward number.

But when Fang Yahui really stood at the door of Song Song's ward, she couldn't help but redden.

Not only did I feel sorry for this child, but I also felt sorry for her son.

It's been two years, watching Fang Chenchu go on like this, she knows that it's nothing, but it's really uncomfortable in her heart, her son's temperament is getting more and more eccentric, he is indifferent and unaffectionate, sometimes she is afraid that if Song Song really can't wake up, will Fang Chenchu have to wait like this for the rest of his life?

Although she really likes Song Song, the child, but in case of any event, who dares to say that she is sure, who dares to say it, if Song Song does not wake up for the rest of her life, she will agree with Fang Chen to wait for the rest of her life?

She didn't dare to say such words, but she couldn't say it either, and persuaded Fang Chenchu to give up.

Now I finally don't have to worry about these things, that's good, anything......

Fang Yahui raised her hand and put it on the doorknob, before she could press it, the person standing inside just unscrewed the door, Yang Zhenzhen was also startled, and she covered her heart in shock and didn't know what else to do.

"Auntie, are you here?"

Fang Yahui's eyes almost looked at the ward, for fear that Yang Zhenzhen would tell her that Song Song hadn't woken up.

Of course, what Yang Zhenzhen wants to say is not this, and the news she wants to say is not much better.

Fang Yahui's heart instantly lifted, looking a little nervous and scared.

Yang Zhenzhen stubbornly pulled Fang Yahui away from the door of the ward, and at a glance, he knew that this was the kind that had something to say, or the kind that couldn't be heard, or the kind that couldn't let Fang Yahui see Song Song for the time being.

"Auntie, Song Song's recovery is not bad now, but he wants to rehabilitate for a period of time, and there are no problems with his body for the time being." After saying this, Yang Zhenzhen's expression became weird, and it immediately attracted Fang Yahui's attention.

"What's wrong? The body is fine, so what's going on? You say, don't let your aunt be at ease. Fang Yahui was so anxious that she almost grabbed Yang Zhenzhen's arm and shook it several times.

The corners of Yang Zhenzhen's mouth twitched, looking very embarrassed and sad, and it took a while before he squeezed out a sentence from his throat, "Auntie, Song Song's state is a little problematic, she doesn't know me anymore, and she doesn't know Yang Fan, she seems to have a problem with her memory!" ”

After speaking, Yang Zhenzhen couldn't help but cover his face and cry.

How can I say that my friend for so many years has had this kind of thing, and I have not taken care of her in the past two years, and I also helped Song Song to get many things in the middle, but finally waited for the miracle to reappear, she woke up, but she forgot about her circle?

I forgot so completely.

What a terrible thing that must be.

What's more, Song Song is likely to forget everyone, including ...... Fang Chenchu.

Fang Yahui suddenly seemed to have been struck by lightning, her eyes widened in disbelief, how could it be, isn't this kind of thing something that only happens on TV?

How could it be, just forgot about them.

However, the emotions of the two people here have not been sorted out, and the next second, I saw Yang Fan also open the door of the ward and walk out with an embarrassed face.

Yang Fan walked out and stood in front of the two of them for a long time before he muttered, "She asked me to come out, saying that I was in it, and she couldn't let go of it a little bit, and she wasn't used to it...... Male nurse. ”

Yang Zhenzhen choked instantly, and didn't know whether to cry or laugh, and regarded Yang Fan as a male nurse?

What should I do?

Fang Yahui only felt that her hands were cold, and after thinking about it for a long time, she still had to go in and see the situation by herself.