People are always easy to indulge in pleasure and pleasure, every day with Jiang Shenhan is happy and worry-free, and she gradually no longer thinks of those pasts.

But now

Mi'er stretched out her hand, and she looked at her thin white palm, looking at the burned scars on her fingers.

What I once thought was firmly in the palm of my hand will also be lost.

And she herself, ridiculously, doesn't know who she is at all.

She had to think back to the past, she had to remember who she really was, she had to figure it out, she had to figure it out.

Whether Jiang Shenhan has spoiled and cared for her for more than eight years is just another kind of revenge

When the sky was dark and twilight was approaching, Mi'er finally couldn't stand the sharp pain in her head like an iron nail churning, she curled up on the floor, kept hitting the floor with her head, the severe headache made her reflexively vomit non-stop, until finally, she vomited out sour bitter water.

But she still couldn't remember anything, she couldn't remember who she was, whether Qiuqiu was her child, and whether Jiang Shenhan had known her for a long time

She also wanted to give up countless times, but in the end, she gritted her teeth and survived.

She has not eaten any grievances and hardships over the years, and even if she has a layer of oily skin on her hands, she will hug Jiang Shenhan and cry, and she is not even brave with sugar candy.

The movement in the bedroom finally alarmed the servants downstairs, who were already a little panicked.

There was an accident between the male and female masters of the house, and the servants naturally noticed it at the first time, and when the wife came back to the bedroom today, she locked herself in the room, and she did not come out at night, and now the muffled sound of heavy objects was constantly coming from the house

Everyone still couldn't bear it in the end, some people hurried to find Jiang Shenhan, and some people went upstairs and knocked on the door.

Mi'er fainted in pain several times, and woke up again, and there was a knock outside the door, but it seemed like a world away.

She struggled and tried to crawl over to open the door, but her whole body seemed to be shattered inch by inch, and the pain hit her, making her unable to move.

Jiang Shenhan came quickly.

"What the hell is going on"

"My wife came back to the bedroom alone at noon, and the door was locked, saying that she wanted to rest, and then not long ago, we always heard the sound of something hitting the floor downstairs, and knocked on the door several times, but my wife didn't respond."

Before the servant finished speaking, Jiang Shenhan shouted angrily, "It's all waste"

Everyone was frightened and didn't dare to come out, Jiang Shenhan only felt that the green tendons on his forehead were jumping violently, he gritted his teeth, turned his face and scolded the housekeeper, "Don't let people pry the door open yet"

The housekeeper quickly led someone to pick the door lock, the room was dark, the curtains were tightly drawn, and there was a faint smell floating in the air, but there was no sound in silence.

Jiang Shenhan only felt that his heart was spasming and contracting, he stretched out his hand and turned on the light, the moment the light was turned on, he saw Mi'er lying on the ground with his cloak at a glance, and there were still a few pools of vomit on the floor, and those peculiar smells were probably from this.

"Mi'er"

As soon as Jiang Shenhan spoke, his voice trembled a little unnoticed.

Mi'er wanted to raise her head, but she couldn't use any strength in her body, until the familiar big hands gently hugged her whole person.

"Don't"

Her voice was low and weak, she vomited several times because of the severe pain in her head, on the floor, on her clothes, she must have been very dirty, very smelly.

Jiang Shenhan has a little cleanliness fetish, and she always remembers it very clearly.

"Call the doctor."

Jiang Shenhan instructed the servant, hugged Mi'er and went directly into the bathroom.

"Jiang Shenhan don't want it"

Mi'er wanted to hug herself tightly, wanted to curl up her whole body, and didn't want Jiang Shenhan to see her so embarrassed.

Jiang Shenhan didn't say a word, but tried his best to use the most gentle force to help Mi'er quickly wash her body, and then wrapped her in a bathrobe and carried her back to the bedroom.

The maid had cleaned up the bedroom, opened the window to ventilate the foul smell, and put clean bedding on the bed.

Jiang Shenhan put Mi'er on the bed, and the doctor also came over at this time.

"My wife thinks it's because she thinks about the past again, which will cause headaches"

This doctor is the descendant disciple of the old Miao doctor.

Jiang Shenhan immediately looked at Mi'er, and Mi'er closed her eyes in a little panic.

"I'll prescribe some soothing medicine for my wife."

Jiang Shenhan nodded and asked the doctor to go out.

Mi'er's fingers gently grasped the corners of the quilt, closing her eyes and not daring to look at Jiang Shenhan.

"Does my head still hurt?"

Jiang Shenhan asked in a low voice, Mi'er closed her eyes and shook her head randomly, and tears suddenly welled up.

Jiang Shenhan stood by the bed for a long time, looking at her embarrassed and haggard appearance, looking at the red marks on her forehead, looking at the burns on her fingers, no matter how hard he tried to defend his heart, a crack gradually cracked.

"Why do you want to do it?"

"I want to know who I am, I want to know what happened in the past, I want to know if Qiuqiu was really born to me if one day you really want to divorce me and don't want me and Tangtang, I at least know who I am, I won't be really, really nothing"

Jiang Shenhan slowly took a step forward, he looked at her, the heavy bitterness in his heart kept coming, crushing him, he finally reached out and fished her out of the soft quilt, and hugged her tightly, "Song Mi'er, how much do I owe you in my last life?"

Mi'er didn't listen to his brainless words at all, she just knew that he hugged her, as every time before, every day and every night, he hugged her, and she was still in his arms

"You bastard Jiang Shenhan, you bastard, you bully me, you bully me, I don't want to forgive you, I don't want you to hug me anymore, you don't want to hug me Jiang Shenhan, I hate you The person I hate the most in this world is you, I don't want you, I don't want you anymore"

Mi'er cried in a mess, but she hugged Jiang Shenhan and refused to let go.

Jiang Shenhan's eyes were red, let her beat herself, let her cry snot crumple his shirt with tears, and make it dirty.

had a cold war with her, but in just a few days, it was as uneasy as if she had suffered for a lifetime.

He finally believed it, this is a report and a report, he owed her too much in the previous life, so in this life, this little woman is here to ask for his life.

She is his life, she is his medicine.

In the past few days, he has been insomnia every night, and he doesn't know how to get through it for a minute or a second, and after every time he pretends to be cold, she leaves with red eyes, and he is alone until dawn, eager to slap himself a few times.