At first, she received the letter from Sha'er, she was shocked and disbelieving, suspecting that Brother Sa'er had recognized the wrong person, but then she couldn't suppress her deep longing, and rushed to the capital with a trace of hope, eager to see her sweetheart who she had been thinking about for a long time.

Sa'er was right, he was Youta, the eldest son of the Imperial History Mansion, her husband, and she recognized it at a glance!

She won't be wrong, his body, his eyebrows, and the way he walks are exactly the same as before!

That's nice! He's back, back to her, and in this life, they're never to be separated again!

The weeping woman stopped crying, raised her hand to wipe away the tears from her cheeks, and raised her head to stare at the man's handsome and extraordinary face.

This face, many times appeared in her dreams, every time I thought he was still alive, happy to run to him, always woken up by the cruel reality, she pounced, every day by the memory of the buried loess of him, now, she does not have to rely on memories to live, just stretch out your hand, the living person is close at hand, so close, so alive!

Bao Yi couldn't help but stretch out to the face that he had been thinking about day and night, wanting to experience the familiar touch again, but without waiting for his hand to touch his face, he took a few steps back and kept a distance from her.

"You are?"

The faint two words, like a ruthless knife, pierced her heart.

His eyes, looking at her, were no longer gentle, faint and indifferent, just like looking at strangers, without a trace of warmth and emotion.

He......... Lose your memory, forget her, and leave no room for it!

At this time, she was a stranger he didn't know!

"You......... Don't remember me? ”

Suppressing the sourness, she asked without giving up, not believing that he didn't remember at all.

"You see, this lotus pond, you used to bring me often, you dance the sword, I chant poetry, the moon before the flower, the mountains and the sea swear ........."

She pointed to the objects and scenes around her to evoke his memory, but she didn't let him remember, and she was stuck in the past and couldn't extricate herself.

What she said, Chinar was untouched, as if she was listening to someone else's story, except for shock, the rest was disbelief.

He couldn't believe his ears, he couldn't believe that the strange woman in front of him was actually ......... It's his fiancée!

"The doctor said that I had suffered temporary amnesia due to a hard object on the back of my head, and that if I want to recover my memory, I may have to wait for all the bruises on the back of my head to subside."

The fiancée who suddenly appeared, and Qinar could not accept it, so he withdrew his hand to avoid the one on his arm, and walked to the pavilion, and explained to her why he had no trouble hearing what she said.

He doesn't like the touch of strangers, especially women, although they are nominally close, that is limited to Yuta before his amnesia, and now he is not Yuta, it is Qinar, whom Luo Zhu personally named him!

Thinking of the rude and willful woman, Chinar's tightly knit brows gradually relaxed, worried about whether Luo Zhu had arrived in Persia safely, whether he had been okay recently, and whether he had come to him with shouting after waking up.

According to her character, she must have been so angry that she might have smashed the inside and outside of the dormitory to vent her anger.

Remembering that she was very likely to do this, Chinar was both helpless and amused, if the next time they met, he really wanted to explain to her that it was not that he would not accept her intentions and send her back to Persia, but because he could not let her suffer any harm.

But their identities are getting bigger and bigger, is it possible to meet again in the future?

The stretched brow furrowed again, and Qinar turned his head to look at the tearful woman in front of him.

"What's your name?"

His expression was too calm, his voice was too cold, familiar with the previous gentle him, the woman was a little sad and uncomfortable.

It doesn't matter, he's so cold because he lost his memory, and when he thinks back to their loving past, he'll come back to that familiar him.

Suppressing the sourness, the woman bent down and stroked the lotus flower that emerged into the pavilion, and replied gently and firmly: "Kizi." ”

"How did we meet? Later......... Why was the marriage engaged? ”

Fate makes people, he likes Luo Zhu, but when he learned of their hostile situation, he just thought that even if their identities were too different, he would not give up being with Luo Zhu because of this, and a fiancée who had not yet visited the church appeared.

Could it be that he and Luo Zhu are destined to be inseparable in this life?

Kizi didn't know what Qinar thought, and when he took the initiative to ask about the past, his lips rose slightly, outlining a pleasant arc: "You and I grew up together, ten years ago, your father and my father were still ordinary people, our two families were closer, and we quickly became familiar with each other, at that time, I often called you Brother Youta behind your buttocks, you have little talk, but people are very careful, as long as someone bullies me, you are brave and fearless and immediately stand up to protect." ”

The childhood sweethearts, young and sweet, ignorant and ignorant, at that time they were only in their early tens, they didn't understand what love was, and they didn't know that every time they saw him, they were nervous and shy, because they liked him.

He took root in her heart a long time ago, unforgettable, and then their family moved away, and she has not been heard from since, and she has been seriously ill for a long time.

Five years later, my father was promoted to a big official, and their family moved to the capital, when she learned the news, she was reluctant to leave the place where she had lived for more than ten years, for fear that people would not be able to find her when they came back, and before leaving, she told the fat aunt next door that if Youta came back to her, she must tell him to give the letter.

The letter contained what she wanted to say to him in the five years since the separation, as well as the address where the family had moved to the capital, and between words, she desperately wanted him to go to the capital to find her.

With reluctance and strong expectations, she followed her family to leave the place where she had lived for more than ten years and went to a strange and prosperous city.

She thought that it would be difficult to meet Chynar again in this life, after all, the family had not returned from their hometown for five whole years, and handing the letter to the fat aunt next door was her last glimmer of hope and struggle, and she deceived herself into convincing herself that one day, he would go back to her.

She never dreamed that their reunion would be so coincidental, coincidental as if it were deliberately arranged.

Five years have passed, he is still the same as in his memory, taciturn, but he has become more restrained and composed, from an elegant young man to a tall man, every word and deed, every move, strange, with a sense of familiarity.

She just looked at him stupidly and forgot to react, her childhood playmate grew into a man in the blink of an eye, and she was still a handsome and noble man, she was a little uncomfortable, more of a woman's shyness.

Reunited again, the two families came and went closer, and the parents of both sides intended to promote a marriage, so that the relationship between the two families became closer, and her mood, needless to say, was both shy and happy, nervously waiting for the wedding to come.

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