"Plop...... Plop ......"

Jiang Yao listened to the sound of her own heartbeat in the dark, as if it had been a long, long time, and the gradually strong heartbeat gradually warmed her body, from head to toe.

It was like a voice in her heart reminding her all the time, wake up...... Wake up......

There are still a lot of things you haven't done, and there are still great mountains and rivers you haven't seen.

Jiang Yao followed the voice, followed the white dot in the darkness and gradually walked, and the white dot became larger as she got closer and closer, until a huge suction force sucked her in.

Jiang Yao's eyelashes moved slightly, staring at Jiang Yao's pujia, and suddenly exclaimed: "Oh, you're going to wake up, you're really going to wake up!" ”

Pu Jia turned around happily and rushed to Murong Chen's room, facing him who was getting dressed and getting up, and said, "Master, the ugly monster is about to wake up." ”

Murong Chen's eyebrows bent, and he immediately followed Pu Jia to Jiang Yao's room.

Jiang Yao was awakened by that sound, frowned, and slowly opened her eyes, her big peach blossom eyes seemed to be riding a clear spring.

She sat up with her body propped up, and looked around the simple room, her eyes purified like never before.

Murong Chen walked in from the outside, looked at Jiang Yao who had already gotten up, he stood in front of Jiang Yao, and asked, "Is there anything uncomfortable?" ”

Jiang Yao shook her head, and when she shook her head, she felt that her face was very heavy, and she was holding the thick bandage. Pu Jia came over curiously, as if looking at the flowers she had grown, and watched her carefully.

"We saved you, do you know?"

Jiang Yao shook her head suspiciously, and Pu Jia asked again: "Then do you know how you were injured?" ”

Jiang Yao also shook his head, Murong Chen couldn't help frowning, he seemed to have realized the seriousness, and asked coldly: "Then do you know who you are?" ”

"Jiang Yao."

Jiang Yao opened her mouth without thinking, Murong Chen's eyes were full of surprise, and he looked at her with a solemn expression. Jiang Yao looked down at herself and asked without answering, "What's wrong?" ”

"Do you remember where you came from? What nationality are they, who are their parents, who are they in the family, and how did they get here......"

Pu Jia's series of questions made Jiang Yao feel panicked for a while, but she couldn't remember at all, where she came from and where she went, all of them had no memory.

"What's wrong with me?"

"You, this is frustration, there is no medicine for this."

Murong Chen stood in the middle of the room, he just had a suspicion that she was, but he didn't expect it to be, and suddenly he had anticipation in his heart, and he wanted to be glad about the shocking wound.

"Forget about it and start over."

Murong Chen walked up, looked at the gauze on Jiang Yao's face, cut the scissors, he took the bandage apart in circles, and prayed on his chest with his hands full of anticipation, looking forward to witnessing this moment of the master's divine sword.

The first thing to show is the forehead, full and white and tender, with a pair of peach blossom eyes full of elegance in the blink of an eye, and with the charm and charm of a fox, and a nose bridge with a Western style.

The red lips were a little thicker than before, slightly open with a heart-pounding sexiness, the bandages were removed, and Jiang Yao's hand caressed his cheeks.

Jiang Yao, whose whole face was exposed, looked around at the two of them with her eyebrows and eyes, and said with her delicate lips slightly: "Why are you looking at me like this?" Is it something on my face? ”

That face didn't seem to belong to this mortal world, even Murong Chen, who personally applied the knife, couldn't remove the look that fell into Jiang Yao's eyes, as if he had fallen into a quagmire and couldn't extricate himself.

He panicked for a while, and immediately turned sideways, his face was still red from the root of his neck and ears, and he coughed lightly and said, "Miss Jiang, you can see if you are satisfied." ”

Pu Jia was also stunned, such a peerless face, she had never seen such a person who looked like a fairy, she was a little jealous, she grabbed Jiang Yao's wrist, and said: "You don't understand the rules so much, it was me and the master who saved you, you don't know how to be grateful." ”

Pu Jia didn't know how to express the loneliness in her heart, but there was only such a reprimand, especially looking at Murong Chen's red expression looking at Jiang Yao, which made her unbearable.

"Thank you for the kindness of the girl and the son, Jiang Yao will do her best to thank you."

Pu Jia's eyes gradually became foggy, she turned her head and ran out, Jiang Yao was stunned, and stood up anxiously. She habitually took a step forward, but her legs and feet were unable to exert their strength because of the long-term bed rest.

Suddenly planted forward, Murong Chen stepped forward and hugged Jiang Yao into his arms, at that moment Murong Chen subconsciously did not have any consideration. The delicate person in his arms made him feel very pity.

"Thank you, Childe."

Jiang Yao straightened up slightly, leaving Murong Chen's embrace, without any emotion on her face, she staggered to the bronze mirror and sat down, stroking her smooth face.

Her beautiful face was reflected in the mirror, and the more Jiang Yao looked at herself like this, she also felt that she didn't know it, she couldn't say it, she always felt that she had lost a lot.

Jiang Yao looked at herself like this, frowning slightly, she was neither happy nor sad, as if she had been deprived of a lot of things.

Murong Chen can cure external injuries and internal pain, but he can't cure heartaches, he doesn't know how much pain he has received, so he will choose to forget everything.

And Jiang Yao also lived here, looking at Pu Jia's cold face towards her every day, Jiang Yao gradually knew what was the reason, Pu Jia brought a bowl of slightly mushy porridge to Jiang Yao.

"Now, yours, eat it."

Jiang Yao frowned as soon as she smelled the taste, and said pitifully: "Just eat this?" ”

"Otherwise, let me make you delicacies from the mountains and seas? When you're unconscious, you eat it every day. If it weren't for you, I would have eaten it now. ”

Jiang Yao had a shocked look, Pu Jia looked at Jiang Yao's expression, her self-esteem was frustrated, and she was about to go out with her food, but was stopped by Jiang Yao.

"Tomorrow...... I'd better do it instead. ”

"Naturally, you can't eat and drink for nothing."

Jiang Yao's words made Pu Jia raise her eyebrows, now that she is finally not a patient, she should also share her daily life as a matter of course. Pu Jia nodded, turned around and walked out in agreement.

He didn't forget to turn back to Jiang Yao and said, "I can tell you, it's not delicious, but I have to tell the master and drive you away." ”

Jiang Yao smiled, now that she has regained the strength of her legs and feet, and the days are approaching the end of the year, Jiang Yao is cooking for Murong Chen and Pu Jia, Pu Jia smells the smell of the food and is attracted to the kitchen.

"Wow, you really know how to cook, I didn't expect you to have two hits under your good-looking skin."

Jiang Yao smiled gently, picked up a bite of food with chopsticks, and handed it into Pu Jia's mouth, Pu Jia refused, chewed and praised and said, "Mmmm, delicious, delicious." ”

Jiang Yao brought the food to the table, and the plates of delicious meals were steaming, and it looked particularly warm in this cold thing. Pu Jia ate the food cooked by Jiang Yao, as if she had forgotten what she hated before.

When he had nothing to do, Jiang Yao walked into Murong Chen's house, and as soon as he entered the door, he saw the handful of gonghou on the shelf. Jiang Yao walked over very curiously, and slowly plucked the strings with her hand.

"Its name is Forget Sheng, which means forgetting life. Want to learn? I can teach you. ”

Jiang Yao turned around a little and nodded sincerely, Murong Chen taught Jiang Yao the rhythm of music hand in hand, and Jiang Yao could master it with just one point. The sound of silence came out of the forgotten sheng, and it was very graceful to listen to.

This year's New Year's Festival, Jiang Yao spent it with Pu Jia and Murong Chen, Murong Chen played the guqin, Jiang Yao changed tricks in the kitchen, fried food, and took two bottles of good wine.

Everyone was happy, and after drinking, Jiang Yao and Pu Jia were all blushing, hugging each other like good sisters. Murong Chen's eyes looked at Jiang Yao deeply, and his eyebrows and eyes were extremely gentle.

"Sister Jiang, your cooking is really delicious, let's have a drink for the meal you cooked......"

"Okay, cheers!"