Gradually, the night was already deep. Lin Qing sat barefoot on the bay window in pajamas after taking a shower, looking at the darkness outside the window with empty eyes.

I don't know when, Ou Yuanlan quietly arrived. He draped the coat in his hand over Lin Qingqing's shoulders, and then said softly: "The temperature is low at night, why don't you go to bed and sit?" ”

Shaking his head slightly, Lin Qingqing turned his head to look at Ou Yuanlan. "I want to think of something, but I can't." She frowned and covered her head.

Every time she looked at Chenchen's cute little face that was sleeping soundly, she couldn't think of a little bit about him. She even sometimes wondered if she was really the mother of that child.

Reaching out to Lin Qingqing's shoulders and letting her rest in his arms, Ou Yuanlan said in a low voice: "If you can't think of it, you don't want to, as long as you are by my side." ”

This is definitely not just talking, Ou Yuanlan really thinks so. As long as Lin Qingqing is still by his side, nothing matters.

However, Lin Qingqing didn't think so, she looked at Ou Yuanlan stubbornly: "If he is really my child, how can I forget him?" "She couldn't accept that she was such a mother.

Although he didn't know how to be a good mother, Lin Qingqing felt that it was definitely not what he was now.

Looking at Lin Qingqing's face full of self-blame, Ou Yuanlan was also distressed. "If you think about it, you will always remember. Chenchen is still young, and the days to come are still long. He was relieved.

Suddenly, the man in his arms broke free from his hand. "We ...... Is it really a couple? She questioned again.

This is not the first time Lin Qingqing has asked this question, from the time she opened her eyes, she was asking Ou Yuanlan what their relationship was.

At that time, Ou Yuanlan replied that the two were husband and wife, but Lin Qingqing showed a frightened expression. She couldn't believe that she was married, and her husband was such a good person.

Now seeing that Lin Qingqing is still suspicious, Ou Yuanlan no longer speaks. He walked over to the vertical sandalwood cabinet and opened the door. I opened the innermost drawer, and then took out two red books.

"This is the marriage certificate, this is yours, this is mine." Ou Yuanlan opened the red book, and then handed it directly to Lin Qingqing.

Looking at the relationship between the two as husband and wife written in black and white, and looking at the red-background photo taken by the two together, Lin Qingqing really has no reason to doubt it anymore.

She reached out and gently ran her fingertips over the photograph. The man in the photo is no different from the man in front of him, still with a handsome face without too many expressions. Looking at it, Lin Qingqing seemed to have a fragment suddenly flashed in his mind.

The red book slipped from his hand, and Lin Qingqing's head began to hurt again. "Qingqing, what's wrong with you?" Seeing her uncomfortable expression, Ou Yuanlan asked nervously.

After that clip disappeared from her mind, the headache lessened a lot. "As soon as I remembered something, my head started to hurt." She muttered in reply.

"Don't embarrass yourself, if you really can't remember...... Forget it. "That Ou Yuanlan, who is known for his ruthlessness, has such a tender side.

"Can you show me some of the places we've been to before tomorrow?" Lin Qingqing suddenly begged. "The doctor said it might help." She explained.

Thinking of her uncomfortable appearance just now, Ou Yuanlan couldn't bear to let her suffer any more pain. "I don't have to think about those things, and it's good to be like this." He reached out to help Lin Qing clear the clothes that were about to slip off his shoulders.

The two are husband and wife, if she even forgets the common experience between the two and the experience of love and marriage, it will not be fair to Ou Yuanlan. Besides, it was a part of her life, and she wanted to get that part back.

"But I really want to remember those things, whether it's good or bad, what I experienced with you, what I spent with Chenchen, I want to get it back." She raised her little face, and this stubborn expression was exactly the same as before.

Seeing that she was so persistent, Ou Yuanlan couldn't say anything more. "Okay, it's up to you." He whispered.

When Ou Yuanlan woke up the next morning, he found Lin Qingqing staring at him with his eyes open. "When did you wake up?" He reached out and took her into his arms.

The person in his arms was gentle and soft, and did not show any resistance. On the contrary, he lay on his chest very meekly, quietly listening to his heartbeat.

"I've been awake for a long time, and I didn't make any noise to you when I saw you sleeping." She whispered.

In fact, Lin Qingqing didn't tell Ou Yuanlan that he had secretly kissed him before he woke up. Although she only touched her forehead slightly, she was already very satisfied.

She couldn't remember anything about what happened between herself and this man. She didn't know how she used to get along with him, how she spent every day with him in a dull and happy life. However, when she saw the man's quiet sleeping face, she felt that there was a corner of her heart that was very peaceful.

After a while in bed, the two finally got up. Looking at the breakfast prepared by the aunt at the table, Lin Qingqing couldn't help frowning. "Do you drink coffee in the morning?" She asked, confused.

Auntie was pouring mellow black coffee into the cup, which was Lin Qingqing's favorite coffee with less milk. However, at this moment, she seems to have no memory at all, and along with her own habits, she is left in the memories of the past.

The aunt who was about to say something saw Ou Yuanlan's eyes, and she instantly understood. "Madame, this is the breakfast that the gentleman likes. If you want to eat, just let me know and I'll prepare. She replied politely.

As soon as he heard that Ou Yuanlan liked it, Lin Qingqing no longer had any objections. "It's okay, then that's it, save more trouble." With that, she pulled out a chair and sat down.

Picking up the sandwich on the plate, Lin Qingqing fed it to his mouth. After taking a bite of the sandwich and a sip of coffee, she found herself inexplicably adapting to the diet.

"Not bad." She sighed and praised.

Looking at her satisfied little appearance, Ou Yuanlan couldn't help but raise the corners of his mouth. It was the first time in two weeks that he had such a relaxed expression. "Eat slowly." As he spoke, he was about to reach out to help Lin Qingqing wipe off the food residues from his mouth.

Lin Qingqing, who was eating happily, suddenly froze, and she watched as the hand was closer, closer and closer, but touched the corner of her mouth and gently wiped away the food residues.

Although she didn't want to admit it, she could clearly hear her little heart beating uncalmly.