Luo Shicheng kissed the tears on my face, smiled heartlessly, excited like a child. He pressed his hands firmly on my shoulders and looked at me intently, as if they had been reunited after a long absence.

His handsome and bright eyes were as happy as the moon, shining watery on my cheeks. I was a little overwhelmed, and I couldn't help but feel ashamed when I remembered the looting that had just ended. I lowered my head, trying to avoid his gaze.

He laughed happily, opened the passenger door, and pulled me in. He whistled cheerfully all the way home like a victorious general.

"Bing'er, I caught up with you today. You're finally in love with me before dawn! God willing, when you wake up tomorrow morning, remember me! ”

"I also hope that my memory can be recovered as soon as possible, otherwise, I will really wronged you. When I think about this, I feel like I owe you so much. I really don't know how to compensate? ”

"Bing'er, if you really feel sorry for it, you can use your body to compensate me, I won't mind. I believe that your body has a memory, and she is especially enthusiastic about me, without a trace of hypocrisy. Don't you feel it? ”

My face burned, and my hands were clasped tightly together, twisting my fingers. "Luo Shicheng, the feeling in my heart just now seems to be my first love. I was panicked and confused, and I was a little afraid of you, and I wanted to push you away, but I couldn't do it. ”

"Bing'er, I'm actually a very domineering man, belonging to machismo. However, since you lost your memory, I have never been overbearing to you. I suppress my nature and try to be patient with you. But just now, my nature exploded again, and I felt very happy in my heart. Although, for you, my actions may be somewhat cruel. After all, I'm just a stranger to you. Still, I'm going to stick to my sovereignty, and I'm going to make your body remember me. ”

I didn't look up, thinking to myself, Luo Shicheng is really a terrible man, not an ordinary domineering. But after thinking about it, I didn't have a good reason to reject him. In addition, I have a grateful heart for him, and I am grateful to him for not leaving me.

This night was full of romance and passion. I sympathize with the girl who is just beginning to bloom, and I am ashamed to bloom my lingering thoughts. Luo Shicheng, much like a generous king, tolerated my ignorance of the world, gently and slowly ignited my tangled body and mind, and finally threw himself into his arms like a moth to a fire.

Again and again, I let go of my humble self, sobbing and crying out softly under his pampered gaze. His strong physique, full of infinite strength, unleashed a flood of passion.

He is like a beautiful and sultry beast, not only has a beautiful face, but also contains the magic power to subvert the desolation. His mind is wise and nimble, as if he can see everything in the world.

My enthusiasm was consumed to the fullest, and I lay down in his warm arms and closed my eyes heavily. The night light is like water, and the moonlight is glazed. Before falling asleep, I heard a magnetic sigh: "Bing'er, when you wake up tomorrow, you must not forget me." I am your husband, Luo Shicheng. ”

A new morning has quietly arrived, and the dawn has dawned. I rubbed my sleepy eyes and woke up in amazement day after day. Then, there will be a long-standing "recognition with husband" episode. After understanding his situation, he was worried that he would one day wear out his husband's patience.

Luo Shicheng walked out of the house and kissed me goodbye. Suddenly, as if he remembered something, he stopped and was about to step out of the courtyard, took out a beautiful diary from his bag, and handed it to me. Immediately after, I pulled out a pocket-sized tape recorder and placed it in my hand.

The diary is plastic, pink, and covered with pressed patterns. In the depths of my heart, there were ripples in an instant, as if I had been stirred up old memories that had been frozen for a long time. A little girl appeared in front of her, combing two black braids. The braids are long, hanging down at the slender waist, and the ends of the braids are tied with a rosy headband. The little girl was carrying a schoolbag and standing on the way to school, waiting for something. Finally, a half-grown boy with a tiger's head ran up to her and handed her two wide ribbons of green. Here you go, Bing'er, this is the head spirit I bought for you yesterday. The little boy had a shy smile on his face.

Luo Shicheng looked at me suspiciously, and asked softly, "Hey, Bing'er, what are you doing in a daze?" ”

I came back to my senses quickly, and my wandering thoughts couldn't be pulled back immediately, and my mind was at a loss. I looked at Luo Shicheng with wandering eyes, and said weakly: "I seem to remember something, a little girl, and a little boy, maybe it has something to do with my childhood, right?" ”

"Bing'er, this is a good sign, it means that your memory is starting to revive. This diary and tape recorder were prepared for you yesterday. You can use them to keep a record every day, so that you can connect your daily life as long as you see or hear what happened before you every day. I think it will help you store your memories. ”

I looked at the wise man in front of me, and my eyes lit up. I thought about it, frowned, and said in embarrassment, "This is really a good idea, why didn't I think of it?" However, the diary and audio recordings are personal privacy, and I just want to see them for myself. If I lock up my private items and forget they exist the next day, do you have any good ideas? ”

Luo Shicheng looked at me, kissed my forehead dotingly, and said lightly: "This problem is easy to solve, and I promise not to invade your privacy." You can lock the diary in a drawer in your bedroom closet and put the key on top of the closet. Every morning, I remind you where to put your diary. ”

I looked up at his charming face and nodded in satisfaction. I smiled with relief, and I could remember what happened every day in the future, and my life was no longer pale.

In the days that followed, I succeeded in starting a normal life with my daily diary and audio recordings. Of course, all this is inseparable from the help of Luo Shicheng, who opened the door of memory for me. It can also be said that Luo Shicheng is my memory, and he is my other brain.

A month later, the "worry relief mailbox" of Zhang Xun's psychological studio officially opened the work mode. I am the host of this platform under the pen name Anne. I try my best to go to work in Zhang Xun's studio every day, and set off with Luo Shicheng every morning, like a child who has just entered school, full of ambition.

At the door of Zhang Xun's studio, there is a large tree with an artificial sculpture, there is an oval hole in the trunk, and a wooden sign hangs from the branch, which reads: "Solve the anxiety tree hole, look forward to your letter." ”

In my second week on the job, I received a letter from a man who said, "Hello Anne, I'm a doctor.

Many years ago, I fell in love with a pure girl. Since she was an out-of-town girl, she was opposed by my parents who had the accident. In the end, I still insisted on getting a marriage certificate with her, intending to marry her.

But just as the wedding was approaching, she went on a date with another man behind my back one night, and was assassinated by that man on the beach and almost died. Fortunately, he was rescued by a passer-by and sent to the hospital in time for rescue, and his life was saved.

That night, when I learned all this from the police, I was furious. I thought she had betrayed me and judged that she was having an affair with that man. Because, that man is her hair younger, and their relationship has always been close, I have long begun to suspect them. So, I was in the hospital that night and ruthlessly proposed to her to withdraw from the marriage.

Later, we ended up going through the divorce process. Yet, day after day, I couldn't erase her from the bottom of my heart. I learned the hard way, and felt that I had wronged her, and that she could not be the kind of woman who was abusive. If she really had an affair with that little girl, how could she get a marriage certificate with me? I want to redeem her feelings, and I can't bear to lose her life. However, she already had a new love, and within a few months, I heard that she had a marriage license with the man.

Her husband, I know, know a little bit. He was a terrible man, with a wealth of money, an unfathomable background, and a consortium all over the world. This man is handsome and chic, and he is magnificent, and the women in the world are not as beautiful as his face. But he is ruthless and ruthless. She must have been forced to be with this man, who was not her type of person.

I never gave up on her. I began to try to get close to her as best I could, to free her, to let her fly with me away from that demonic man. However, I tried again and again, but failed, and paid a heavy price for it. That demon sent his men to break into my house, beat and humiliated me in every way, and even grilled my private parts with fire. Now I am a wasted person, and I can no longer exercise the privileges of a man.

What hurts my heart the most is not the physical shame. But when I secretly asked her to meet for the last time and wanted to take her to escape, I was discovered by that demonic man. His men chased us in their cars and blocked us on the road. As we turned and ran in the opposite direction, a car slammed towards me. At the moment when I was on the line of life and death, she caught up and pushed me away. I felt the car, brushing against my body, speeding past. I fell to the ground hard, and then I heard the screeching of brakes and a faint scream. When I opened my eyes in the bloodstream, I saw her unconscious on the ground, her eyes closed tightly, and there was not a trace of blood on her body.

Later, I heard that her brain had been traumatized and she had lost her memory. I now have a clinic in a quiet town, but I always have her in mind. For her, I can give my life without fear of life or death. I want to find her and take care of her for the rest of my life, so as to make up for the regret in my heart. However, now that she is controlled to death by that demonic man, I have no chance to take her away. Besides, she has now lost her memory, and even if she has the opportunity to get close to her, how can she believe me?

My heart was filled with pain, and for so many years, it was almost worse than death. Anne, could you please help me and tell me what to do?

The signature at the end of the letter is, Dr. Chu. ”

As I read this sad letter, my heart became heavy. The woman described in the letter also had amnesia, and was actually in the same condition as mine. It turns out that there will be so many people in the world who have lost their memories.

I replied to Dr. Chu the same day. I told him it was best to let everything run its course. If her husband didn't love her, how could he not leave her after she became seriously ill? If her husband is really as terrible as a demon, how can he be so kind to his wife? He has strong financial resources and a strong background, so it shouldn't be a problem to find a woman he likes. However, he is still so loyal to his wife, it seems that he is not a useless person.

I don't know if Dr. Chu is satisfied with my answer, but I have to say what I really think, and I won't blindly cater to his point of view.

I'm sitting in front of my computer, and I've just finished sending a letter. Zhang Xun took an envelope and walked in. "Bai Bing, this is your salary this month, four thousand yuan. You remember to give me an account tomorrow, and I will directly transfer the money to your account in the future. ”

I said thank you and took the envelope, filled with joy. I was finally able to support myself and help my husband support his family. I'm no longer just a waste and a patient, I can make money too.

I stuck out my tongue at Zhang Xun and said embarrassedly, "Thank you, Teacher Zhang." These salaries feel like you gave me for nothing, and I really don't have any strong work. By the way, I just received a letter from a doctor, do you think I can reply like this? ”

I opened the letter from Dr. Chu and asked Zhang Xun to read it. Zhang Xun looked at it, his face became solemn, and fine beads of sweat appeared on his forehead. There was a look of horror in his dark eyes. He muttered to himself, this doctor, is it Ma Chu?

I asked in amazement, "Teacher Zhang, what did you just say?" Do you know this Dr. Chu? ”

When Zhang Xun heard my question, he instantly showed a panicked expression. He straightened up and raised his wrist in disguise to see the time on his watch. Then, pretending to be natural, he said to me, "Oh, nothing. Bai Bing, you replied well, come on! ”

He seemed to have uttered a person's name just now, and it seemed to be "Ma Chu". Ma Chu, who is it?