Memory loss (2)
Yun Bing opened the letter that Nangong Zhao'an said, looked at the emotional and real content written in it, a trace of the picture flashed in his mind, but it was fleeting, his head suddenly had a splitting headache, and Yun Bing subconsciously covered his head.
Nangong Zhaoan saw that Yun Bing was covering his head in pain, and hurriedly asked, "Are you okay?" Do you remember? I'm Nangong. ”
"I just seem to have a vague memory."
"A little bit is also good, Bing'er, you said, we will be together forever and ever, if you can think of a little, then you will think of more later, Bing'er, I will accompany you, accompany you until you remember the memory." Nangong Zhaoan took Yun Bing's hand and said.
Before, it was Bing'er who saved me, and now, I will accompany you and accompany you until you find our lost memories.
"Bing'er, you must be thirsty, I'll pour you a glass of water." After speaking, Nangong Zhaoan got up and went to pour water.
Yun Bing raised her head and looked at Nangong Zhao'an sluggishly, she seemed to have heard this sentence, and a vague memory flashed in her mind, on the screen, there was her and another man who couldn't see his face clearly, the man was wearing a navy blue cloud brocade shirt, in a quiet and elegant courtyard, the man was affectionate to her, this name was Nangong Zhao'an, was it the man in the small courtyard? [Nangong Zhaoan: Yes, yes! It's me (hand raised)]
Yun Bing looked up at Nangong Zhao'an, who was pouring water, looking at his perfect side face, there seemed to be a throbbing in his heart, as if this person was like the man in the dark blue cloud brocade shirt in the small courtyard.
Nangong Zhao'an, isn't that man?
Nangong Zhaoan took Yun Bing to almost all of their places, the Qinglou they had been to, Tingsi Xiaozhu, and the Peach Blossom Forest they had been to, as well as the places where they met.
When Nangong Zhaoan came to the peach blossom forest with Yun Bing, with a bamboo basket, Nangong Zhaoan accompanied Yun Bing to pick peach blossoms.
"Nangong, do you think this looks good?" Yun Bing plucked a peach blossom that had just bloomed from the peach blossom tree, and asked Nangong Zhaoan with a smile.
Nangong Zhaoan accompanied Yun Bing to protect her, and when he saw him ask himself, he smiled and said, "Bing'er is the most beautiful." ”
Yun Bing smiled and put the peach blossom on his bun, the long waterfall hair with the blooming peach blossoms, without any jewelry decoration, without any fat powder, it felt like a peach blossom fairy.
"It's kind of sweet."
"Do you like to hear it?"
"In the past, did I like to listen to these sweet words?" Yun Bing turned his head and asked with a smile, smiling, smiling like a flower.