Gravel, which seems to be a very descriptive and very common thing, is gentle, small, and can fly with the wind.

However, it is so hard that it will always maintain its original appearance.

It is not destroyed by the wind, it is not dissolved by water, and even if it changes color in the fire, it is still the original core.

I never considered myself a bad person, nor did I consider myself aloof.

Looking at Su Han's serious appearance, I suppressed a trace of ridicule in my heart, stared at his eyes, and said word by word.

"And did he have amnesia?"

Su Han was stunned, but still replied seriously: "No." ”

I sneered and continued, "Is that because I'm sorry for him?" ”

The man's good-looking eyebrows were twisted together more and more, and purple flames shone in his eyes: "No, he has always been sorry for you, you are not wrong." ”

"What about us?" I looked at him, and the way he spoke, seemed to be familiar with my dead ghost husband.

Su Han's emaciated voice trembled again, as if he was trying to hide something, or wanted to hide something.

My figure is in those eyes, more and more clear, silver hair, holding a little angel-like Ling'er, beautiful as a picture.

"We've never been together, you're single-minded... I..."

I raised my hand to cover his lips and slowly stood up from the ground, with a mockery on my face that I didn't even notice, and whispered, "Needless to say, I don't want to hear it." ”

"Don't want to hear it?" The purple pupils couldn't help but dilate, and it was full of incredulity.

I glared at him suspiciously, and said angrily: "Yes, I don't want to hear it, what, do you still want me to think about him every day, and then let me go to him to reconcile?" ”

However, after I finished, the expression on Su Han's face still did not ease, but became more and more confused.

He has always been as calm as him, but he will laugh and ponder for a while, and the hand wrapped around my waist is also loose and tight, I don't know what I want, is it because I care too much? So you care about me wanting to know the truth?

Even if you don't stay with me, you don't want to hide it from me. That's right?

There were thousands of thoughts in my mind, and blurry images appeared in my mind.

I don't know if it's because we met, but those memories of him are slowly waking up.

Although the picture flickered intermittently, the figure that reached out to help me every time I was in danger, I will not forget, it was the man in front of me.

I can't guarantee what will happen in the future, nor can I guarantee that I will be able to grow the seeds of love in addition to gratitude and affection.

But at this moment, I want him to know that the past is already in the past.

Even if I have amnesia, even if the dead ghost man is not dead.

I, Gu Anzhi! I won't keep my voice down, and I'll go back to him!

"Anzhi..."My body was surrounded by black and white aura, tightly surrounding my body, and the Yin-Yang Book and Yin-Yang Pen flew out and surrounded me at some point.

With endless coercion, wantonly pouting the aura in the air.

Su Han looked at all this blankly, watching the Yin-Yang Pen and Yin-Yang Book Coefficients fall into my hands, calling my name with that light voice, and the essence in his eyes no longer existed.

Ling'er said that the Yin-Yang Book is a powerful magic weapon in this heaven and earth, and it is also a magic weapon that everyone wants to have.

But at this moment, in the eyes of the man across from me, I could not find any desire for power, and greed.

It's a pity, a pity, a kind of regret that wants to melt me.

The hand on my body became tighter and tighter, and the kind of care that wanted to engrave me in my bones was so clear and intense.

Somehow, tears began to fall irrepressibly, slipping on my lips.

The bitter thing is the pain that can't be dissolved.

I still can't remember everything about that dead ghost husband, but I know that he hurts me and makes me feel bad.

If you really love me, how can you make a woman so uncomfortable?

"Anzhi, why are you crying? Am I pushing too hard? My tears rolled more and more, and the irrepressible sadness spread wantonly, enveloping me fiercely in that gray cage.

The stars outside the window lit the lights of thousands of homes.

But the pain in my heart became more and more intense, and one blurry picture after another devoured my reason, and the cold words drew traces of my already rock-solid heart again.

My eyes seemed to turn black, and I couldn't see the face I remembered.

It seems to be standing on the edge of that steep cliff, and the memories that belong to the dead ghost man are like the endless abyss, with seductive temptation, turning into a cruel and strong whirlwind, wanting to drag it down.

"Anzhi!" In his ears was Su Han's anxious voice.

I felt my body swaying and trying to break free of my control.

"Mother!"

As soon as my arms sank, Ling'er threw herself into my arms.

The two small hands were cold and hot, and the spiritual power was input into my body, and on the verge of collapse, the darkness was torn open by the small figure, and my vision gradually became clear.

Tears were still flowing like that, and I saw fine beads of sweat on the man's head.

That powerful aura gave everything around him a purple and icy color.

I raised my hand and moved slightly, and the hard marble shattered into a piece of powder, oh no, it was ice ballast.

The gray cement, on a circle of precious wool floor, is so abrupt.

I carefully rested my head on the man's chest, and wrapped my hands around the softness of my arms.

The world is so big that I thought I was strong enough until now.

I realized that I also need to be warmed and cared for.

Su Han's body slowly became upright from trembling, and the cold breath was slowly diluted by the tenderness.

None of us spoke, letting time run wild.

The three lonely souls were intertwined at this moment and became an important part of each other.

I wish I could be happy like this, but, will it be like this...

I don't know, or even, don't even have the courage to think about it.

But I know that I will no longer be weak, and I will no longer be as I remember it, pushing myself to a dead end every time, relying on Su Han to pull me out in danger again and again.

"Mother, Ling'er is hungry, can we hug again after eating!"

The immature voice broke the calm, and Su Han and I lowered our heads at the same time, our heads collided together, and we quickly separated.

Ling'er looked left and right, and jumped out between the two of us lightly.

He stuck out his tongue at us mischievously and grabbed the phone to call for food.

Su Han and I stood by the window, looking at everything the size of a grain of rice.

Suddenly, a sense of pride rippled in my heart.

My heart, also by his persistence and protection, found its purpose.

"From today onwards, don't mention him again, okay?"

He didn't speak, and his grip on my hand tightened a little tighter.

"It doesn't matter how I used to be. But people grow up, don't they? You also said that he did not die and did not have amnesia, but he did not look for me for more than 3 years. And I seem to have remembered a lot just now, and every time in my moment of pain, the figure that saved me in a moment of crisis, I saw it very lightly. ”

The cold palms were overflowing with sweat.

"Anzhi, do you remember everything?"

I turned my head, looked at him without hesitation, and said firmly: "I don't remember everything, but I saw you, and I heard a lot of strange sounds, I have missed a lot, the rest of my life, would you like to?" ”

"What did you say!" He took my hand excitedly, like a child.

I'm cheeky, and since I've already said it, I'll finish it all at once.

"I don't know what the future holds, but I'll try..."

He was stuck there, as if someone had pointed an acupuncture point.

It seems to have turned into a sculpture again, and he didn't even breathe for a long time.

However, when he thought of his identity as Yan Jun, he didn't feel worried.

I just watched him cautiously, gently shaking the arm that had pulled me out of the abyss so many times.

"I..."

"Ann Zhi... In fact, all I want is your happiness... It doesn't matter if it's me or not. ”

After a long time, he spoke again, with a hint of tenderness in his eyes, less doubt and uneasiness.

I was about to say something, but he dropped a kiss on my forehead.

It's like a dragonfly dotting water, but it's gentle and irreparable.

"Needless to say, I know everything, as long as you want to, I will accompany you... Life or death. ”

Life or death......

My head clanged, and more and more fragments of memories intertwined.

It's strange that I can control it. I'm not in a hurry for this time.

"Well, life or death."

"Well, even if it's for you to betray the whole world, I'll do it."

I stared at him blankly, I couldn't believe that he was so determined, until one day later, I didn't know that he betrayed the world for me.

Over there, Ling'er had already ordered something to eat, and was happily making a cake there.

I looked at him in surprise and said softly, "Ling'er, what are you doing here?" Want to celebrate your birthday? But there's still more than a month! "Although I was unconscious, I can't remember my son's birthday.

The little one shook his head mysteriously until the last dish was set and the cook left.

He waved his little hand and pulled us to sit in front of the window.

All the lights were extinguished, except for a circle of heart-shaped candles on the table.

The flickering candlelight melts the coldness on people's bodies, and there seems to be a force that pulls us together for a long time.

"Today is not anyone's birthday, but it is the first day of our reunion, mother, I hope you are happy!"

"I also hope that every year in the future, we can have a reunion dinner, and Father Yanjun, although I don't have your blood flowing in my body, but if you hadn't sacrificed half of your cultivation at that time, I'm afraid I wouldn't be just that..."

"Ling'er.." Su Han suddenly spoke, seemingly a little displeased.

Ling'er shrunk her head and glanced at him, and a flash of resentment flashed in her eyes.

I know he wasn't targeting Su Han, but who would make him so angry.

"Of course, that's all in the past, and I want to thank you anyway." In the blink of an eye, the smile returned to Ling'er's face, the small dimples, so deep, so sweet, and clear eyes, made me feel as if it was an illusion just now.

"It's also my honor to meet you, in the past I only had one treasure, and now there is one more!" Su Han squinted his eyes, his face towards Ling'er, but the afterglow locked me tightly.

With a hint of domineering, but also full of affection.

I closed my eyes and blew out the candle in anticipation.

I made a simple wish that couldn't be simpler...