Lu Muqing took Zheng Xiaomeng's hand and sat for a while, because even he didn't know what he should do next.

He had promised her that he would never erase her memories again, and that he would never do it again.

From the death of her father to the present, he had wiped her memories many times, but he had never once thought of peeking into the secrets of her heart through sleep blowing, and he did not want to do that, and he did not dare to do that.

But today, looking at her sleeping so peacefully, he had such a thought.

Thereupon......

He staggered to his feet, walked over to the place where her head rested, and gently placed his fingertips on her forehead.

"Mengmeng, when you hear me count to three, you will take me into the deepest part of your heart, one, two, three!"

When the words fell, Zheng Xiaomeng's body shook obviously.

Lu Muqing knew that his voice had successfully entered her brain, and as long as he gave a command, she would respond.

"Tell me, what do you see?" Lu Muqing's voice was very low, from top to bottom, into every nerve in Zheng Xiaomeng's brain.

Zheng Xiaomeng's lips opened slightly, like an emotionless puppet, and replied in a very mechanical voice: "A big house." ”

"What's in the house?"

"There's a big table, there's a big painting, and lots and lots of roses."

"What else?"

"There are fathers, mothers, and brothers."

"What are they doing?"

"Mom is cooking, Dad is staring at my brother's endorsement."

Hearing this, Lu Muqing's face couldn't help but soften, such a warm picture had to be staged almost every day many years ago, not only her, but even he remembered it very deeply.

He sat back down beside her, put his face to her ear, and continued to ask, "Tell me, Mengmeng, what is the memory you want to retrieve?" Is it Dad, Mom, or Brother? ”

"Brother, what I want to find is my brother."

Such an answer undoubtedly made Lu Muqing's heart tremble fiercely, he thought that she was doing this to remember her parents, but her answer was, brother.

"Which brother? Is it Brother Allure? His voice trembled slightly.

Hearing such a question, Zheng Xiaomeng frowned obviously, and then said slowly: "It's not Brother Allure, yes, it's my husband, it's my husband Lu Muqing." ”

It's the husband.

It's my husband Lu Muqing.

Hearing this, Lu Muqing's fingers trembled uncontrollably, and his eyes involuntarily turned red.

His lips trembled and he continued to ask, "What do you want to know about Lu Muqing?" ”

"I wonder why he suddenly didn't want me, did I do something wrong?"

"Why do you want to know?"

"Because I love Lu Muqing, I love many, many years of that kind of love, I dreamed of being his bride since I was very young, and finally my dream came true, but he didn't want me anymore, I was so sad, really sad, without him, I was so sad that every day was suffocated."

Although Zheng Xiaomeng was unconscious, when she said this, there was obviously a thick sadness in her tone, and her body couldn't help but struggle.

Professor Sheng gave her a shallow blow sleep, and once anything happened that she couldn't bear, she could immediately break free from the dream.

At this moment, she was already trying to break free from this dream, and without waiting for Lu Muqing to continue to ask, she said to herself: "Lu Muqing, I miss you, I miss you, I, I ......"