The tips of Li Jingchen's thin lips twitched slightly, and his eyebrows gathered too much deep admiration.

He gently and slowly dropped a kiss on Su Wan's eyebrows.

This domineering man has always liked to kiss her secretly while she is asleep.

Once, twice, three times.

Over and over again, hundreds, thousands, even tens of thousands. He was morbidly affectionate and could not be restrained.

Su Wan muttered in her sleep and muttered, "Li Jingchen, you bastard." ”

"You're the one who has a bad brain."

Li Jingchen smiled lowly, his sharp eyebrows raised, and his eyes overflowed with stars: "Late, fool." ”

"My fool."

Laughing, his dark pupils cracked in torn pain.

His voice was obscure: "Fool, I love you so much." ”

"How come I don't know, you're my wanwan?"

He loved her miserably, her hair, her skin, the breath of her body, and even the soul that passed through her body.

He knows it all clearly, it is his evening.

Su Wan also seemed to feel Li Jingchen's anxious emotions in her sleep, and her eyebrows frowned slightly.

Her voice was slight, but with a broken struggle: "Li Jingchen, I'm not your late night!" ”

"I haven't changed, I haven't changed."

"I am me, I am Su Wan."

Proud as she is, how cruel it is to ask her to admit that she is a stand-in to steal the tenderness that does not belong to her in the first place.

Li Jingchen tilted his head and closed his eyes, his towering Adam's apple sliding.

He clenched his fists tightly, his joints white.

The doctor's sigh came to mind again: "Mr. Li, your fiancée has been diagnosed with amnesia. But beyond that, it is no longer possible to check for any illness. ”

"What you said about hallucinations and brain failure, we in the medical school cannot explain it scientifically, we can only explain it in an unscientific way. Your fiancée suffered a blow a few years ago, and perhaps that's the key to solving the mystery. ”

Su Wan's shallow voice floated in the air: "Li Jingchen, I think, I don't want to like you anymore." ”

Li Jingchen's expression became a little paranoid, and he stared at Su Wan almost fiercely, eager to blend into his dark pupils.

Slowly, he leaned down and rested silently on her shoulder.

"Late, no."

"You are mine, the hair, the skin, the breath on your body, all mine."

"Even if I die, the ashes are mine."

……

Early the next morning.

Sunlight is shining through the window, and the shadows of the trees in the hospital are dappled.

Su Wan's eyelashes trembled, and she slowly opened her eyes.

What caught my eye was Li Jingchen's peerless face, his eyebrows were sharp to the bone, and the tips of his thin lips were pursed.

It's just that the dark blue under the eyes is particularly dazzling.

He had long hands and feet, bent over the side of the bed, and inexplicably looked a little pitiful. The big ribbed hands clenched her hand tightly, and the ten fingers were tightly clasped, without the slightest gap.

Su Wan lost her mind and looked at her hand shaking with Li Jingchen blankly.

Her eyes were watery, and she didn't know what she was thinking.

Li Jingchen's narrow eyes suddenly opened, bursting with aggressive affection.

After a while, he gently wanted to stroke Su Wan's hair: "Wanwan, are you awake?" ”

Su Wan dodged Li Jingchen's big hand, don't look over, and don't say a word.

Li Jingchen's perfect fingertips hung in mid-air, slowly, slowly, curled up.

He hugged her gently, his voice hoarse: "Evening, good morning." ”

"I'm glad to have you in this life."