2322 Patchwork of memory fragments
Han Yi, this is the Dr. Xiao I told you, his Cui Mian technique is good, it can help you remember the past! Chi Xiaoyu introduced.
"Hello! Dr. Siu, please be seated! ”
Han Yi invited both of them to sit down, and Han Bo poured tea and came in.
"Can you tell me about the part of your memory that you lost...... Can you recall the details? ”
"Well, are you going to sleep now?"
"Yes, if you're relaxed enough, we can try it!"
Chi Xiaoyu sat next to her, she was also bored, she stood up with a teacup.
As soon as I turned my head, I saw the small figure hiding in the bedroom.
"Han Yi, did you really steal Lin Ruoxi's child?"
Han Yi hugged her arms and smiled awkwardly, "Hehe, a woman like her is not worthy of having this child." ”
Chi Xiaoyu reached out and patted her on the shoulder, and nodded, "I support you...... Han Yi, your brother's study...... Can I go and see it? ”
"Okay, Uncle Han, you take Miss Chi to the study on the second floor to have a look!"
"Miss Chi, please!"
Han Yi watched Chi Xiaoyu and Han Bo walk upstairs together.
It took a long time for her to sit down opposite Xiao Mo.
In the morning light, a pot of daisies on the windowsill swayed gently in the wind, and the air was filled with the faint fragrance of flowers.
Here, Xiao Mo held the notebook and asked carefully, "Can you tell me what happened to you during that period of time?" ”
Han Yi stared at a few black-and-white photos in the central hall, a touch of sadness warmed up from the bottom of his heart, holding his face with both hands, and the whole person kept shrinking into the sofa.
It seemed that she wanted to shrink into a place where no one could see her, so that she could feel safe.
Holding his cheeks in his hands, he fell into a deep memory.
"Yes, I had a bad time during that time...... I was divorced, my brother passed away around that time, and the grief combined with the pregnancy made me feel very depressed. I...... For a long time, I wanted to go with my brother. That kind of loneliness and despair is like an ocean, it can swallow you up, and at that time, I was sinking in that piece of sea, and I couldn't see my fingers......"
"You lie down, relax, in the most comfortable position, close your eyes, and imagine yourself going back to that day, looking for the things that made you sad......"
Xiao Mo's eyes were very gentle.
Han Yi was very relaxed, she slowly gathered her feet and curled up on the sofa.
Han Bo came down from upstairs and took a blanket to cover Han Yi's body, Han Yi's eyes stared at the ceiling a little sloppily, and there were tears in the corners of his eyes.
"Miss, you can't be sad like this, the old man and the young master both hope that you can live well, you have to hold on!"
Han Bo's sad and deep voice sounded in her ears, as if it was right in front of her......
Han Yi felt her heart hurt, she opened her eyes, and it was pitch black all around.
She was cold, desperate, and there were many people around her, but she felt the breath of the living.
The figures that passed by were like ghosts.
Only a dim light lit up in the distance, and she saw Gong Tingxuan, who squeezed in from the crowd......
Suddenly, a needle stuck in her arm, and she slowly raised her head, a doctor in a white lab coat.
At that moment, she lost the ability to move and softened.
The doctor lifted her into a wheelchair and pushed her out.
She stretched out her hand towards Gong Tingxuan in the distance, "Tingxuan...... Help me......"
However, he didn't seem to hear her voice, but turned his head and said something to Lin Ruoyao behind him......