Sun Meng looked at him in a panic, telling himself that he must be dead, and the man in front of him must not be a person, he just drove and fell to his death. Thinking of this, Sun Meng shuddered.

Fear, nervousness, anger filled her every blood cell.

"Who the hell are you? Why did you kill me? Sun Meng shouted at him.

"You're not dead, you're just out of the body, I don't want you to die!" He said lightly.

"You nonsense, you crazy, you're sick." Sun Meng yelled like crazy.

He walked over and grabbed her shoulders, trying to hug her, Sun Meng desperately broke free, but he hugged her tighter. Sun Meng cried, she didn't want to die for no reason, she didn't want to die like this suddenly, she didn't even say goodbye to her family, she didn't want them to be sad and sad.

"Xiaoxiao, I'm Bai Mo, your Bai Mo. Do you really not remember? I'm not crazy, we both died that year, and we agreed to find each other in the reincarnation of life and life, but you changed temporarily, and drank a bowl of Meng Po soup in a heartbroken heartbreak, vowing to forget all the pain in the world, and I refused to drink Meng Po soup and threw myself into the Lechuan River, because I have to keep the suffering of thousands of years, I can still take the memory and re-enter the world to find you. I have endured thousands of years of suffering, but I can't bear your forgetfulness of my past. I'm by the Lethe River, watching the people of the world come and go every day, and I always search for your shadow in those crowds. I've gambled for thousands of years to see you. For thousands of years, you have been reincarnated for ten lifetimes, every time I watch you drink the soup handed over by Meng Po in the world, I am heartbroken, I know that in your heart, I am reincarnation and reincarnation of the consumption of the memory of the past. But I still don't want to give up, I want to find you and be with you. ”

After listening to Bai Mo's words, Sun Meng suddenly quieted down. This seemingly crazy man, and her fluttering body at the moment, Sun Meng knew that maybe, what he said, everything was true.

Otherwise, why do I always have a sense of déjà vu in my mind, this feeling is so subtle and so beautiful. It's just that, as Bai Mo said is true, what kind of love is it? She was completely devoid of any memories.

But the past is the past, even if he has a good impression of Bai Mo, he was once spiritually eager to get close to him. But in the real world, she loves her husband, she wants to go back, although he often breaks her heart, but Sun Meng still loves him.

She and he have been together since high school and college, their love has been running for ten years, and those beautiful things have supported their marriage for 3 years. The fragments of life and the things that have been experienced have long been condensed into an indelible mark in the long river of years, and this kind of feeling is not something that can be broken by saying it. Despite the pressure of life, she gradually neglected to care for each other after marriage, maybe women are like this, loving someone always stays in the original intention of not changing, Sun Meng is the same, she never thought of giving up her lover and marriage.

Sun Meng begged Bai Mo to return his soul, and he shook his head with a sad expression.

Sun Meng was very sad, squatting and crying helplessly, but Bai Mo was still indifferent.

"Stay, I want to help you open your memory, you are mine, in this world, only I love you the most." He spoke softly and slowly, like the wind.

No matter how Sun Meng cried and shouted, Bai Mo finally simply entered the house and didn't care anymore.

Sun Meng ran desperately towards the road, his body either crossed softly, or spun in circles.