"My godmother is very good to me, and Sister Wushuang, Uncle Li, are very good to me......

"We are so well-behaved and cute, of course everyone likes it."

"Mom, don't you know, Dad and Brother both eat Brother Li Zheng's vinegar......"

The mother and daughter talked to each other head to heart, but Qiuqiu didn't bother them.

It's good to be distracted, otherwise he will continue to suffer like this, and he is really worried that Mi'er's body will not be able to stand it.

The minutes passed like this.

It was late at night.

"Young Master ......"

The doctor examined Jiang Shenhan again, he shook his head, and walked over with a sigh: "Young master, don't wait......"

"Is it twelve?"

"Twenty minutes to go."

"Wait until twelve."

As soon as he finished speaking, there was a slight sound on the bed not far behind him.

Regret Sheng only felt that his back was tense, he turned around a little stiffly, and the doctor was also stunned, staring at Jiang Shenhan's body.

The fingers that had been hanging on the side of the bed, as white as dead ash, moved lightly again.

"Quick, go check it out!"

His voice was a little hoarse, and he grabbed the doctor's hand, his fingers tightened like iron tongs, almost sinking into the flesh.

The doctor forgot the pain excitedly, answered the sound, and stumbled over.

Heartbeat, blood pressure, and various data are all approaching the index of normal people little by little......

"Quick, the rest of the medicine just now, bring it over quickly......"

The warm medicine mixed with Mi'er's heart's blood was poured down again.

The doctor's nervous gaze was fixed on the data on the instrument.

Even the regretful life of being calm and introverted, his expression brought out a bit of anxious gaffe.

His mood at the moment was very contradictory, he naturally hoped that Jiang Shenhan would be saved, but if Jiang Shenhan was really saved, he would be a little sadder when he thought of the young master's death than he had thought of in previous years.

Jiang Shenhan's salvation was just another reminder to him of the suffering that the young master loved back then.

Yes, even if the old Miao doctor knew how to solve the problem of forgetting worries, the young master was still a dead end.

Because Ruan Jingwei doesn't love him.

"Young master, young master, you see ......"

The doctor excitedly pointed to the number displayed on the instrument: "It's saved, it's really saved, Mr. Jiang, Mr. Jiang's heartbeat is about to return to normal......"

"Someone, go tell Mrs. Jiang."

Regret squeezed his stiff and cold fingers, and after a heavy sigh of relief in his heart, there was a heavy sourness and bitterness.

The room was chaotic and lively, but he quietly exited the room.

He walked along the winding path in the moonlight, until he reached the pond where there was a faint sound of water.

He saw the tombstone of the young master, which was not even named, only engraved with the tombstone of life and death.

Regret Sheng slowly knelt down in front of the tomb.

He raised his hand, and his fingers gently stroked the lines on the tombstone: "Young master, do you know?" Forget your worries and solve your ......"

"I don't want to tell you the news, I don't want to tell you how to solve it, I don't want you to be sad underground, but I have to tell you, young master, Mrs. Jiang has lived two lives, so I finally believe that people in this world really have a past life and this life, young master, I hope that you can live another life, I hope that you can live a lifetime again, I hope that you can have a complete life when you live again...... Don't, it's so bitter anymore. ”

……

Mi Er looked at the man in front of him who was looking at her with some vigilance, he had lost a lot of weight, his cheeks were a little sunken, and his sideburns were slightly pale, he was not even forty years old, but he had aged like this.

It was ten years, and it was very hard to take care of her.

After all, Tangtang said that he raised her into a little princess.

"Jiang Shenhan, you really can't remember?"

The man shook his head.

Inexplicably, when he opened his eyes, he not only had an extra wife, but also a pair of children.

Although his wife is very beautiful, the beauty makes him feel tempted at a glance, and although the children are very handsome, cute, smart and sensible, he can't be a father without knowing it, right?

He Jiang Shenhan didn't want to be a pick-up man.

Qiuqiu and Tangtang glanced at each other, and both sighed helplessly.

Did the parents of their family take turns playing with amnesia?

Dad worked hard to save my mother, and my mother lost her memory......

Mom worked hard to get my dad back, and my dad also lost his memory......

However, the brother and sister were not too worried, after all, judging from the fact that their father was looking at their mother at the moment.

Dad was subdued by Mom under the pomegranate skirt, isn't it a matter of minutes?

The brother and sister retreated hand in hand, handing over the battlefield to their mother, Ms. Song.

"Then I'll help you recall?"

Mi'er stood up and took a step in front of the man, Jiang Shenhan leaned back with a chaste Lev look, looked at Mi'er with his hands around his chest, and looked at him vigilantly: "What are you going to do?" ”

Mi'er's soft and delicate body gently pressed over, and she leaned over and whispered in his ear: "Jiang Shenhan, have you really forgotten?" If you forget me, you won't forget my body......"

Before Mi'er's words fell, she held the man's slender fingers and stuck them directly to her soft heart.

"Jiang Shenhan, call my name, Mi'er...... Song Mi'er, you scream, obedient. ”

Jiang Shenhan seemed to be bewitched, and subconsciously whispered: "Mi'er...... Song Mi'er. ”

"Is there a sense of familiarity?"

Mi'er raised her legs and straddled Jiang Shenhan's body, her arms wrapped softly around his neck, and she leaned over and kissed him directly on his slightly dry lips.

The tip of her soft tongue pried open his teeth, hooked his tongue, and murmured, "Now...... Anything comes to mind? ”

Jiang Shenhan's breathing suddenly became heavy, he reflexively pressed Mi'er on the bed, and sucked her lips and tongue fiercely......

"Are you sure you gave birth to both of those children?"

Jiang Shenhan bit her earlobe and asked in a dumb voice.

"Why, you don't believe me?"

"You look so young......"

The man said, his palm on her soft and flat lower abdomen, and brushed it ambiguously: "Your body doesn't look like you've given birth to a child......

Mi'er's eyes were bent, and she looked up and pecked lightly on his chin: "Jiang Shenhan, it's all your credit......"

"My credit?"

Mi'er gently kissed his white sideburns again, and her voice was slightly astringent: "Jiang Shenhan, ...... in the future." I'll love you so much. ”