After eating, it was already past nine o'clock in the evening.

The countryside is not like the city, and at this point, most of the houses have turned off the lights and rested. There was only the occasional chirping of cicadas and birds.

Chen Jiahang looked at a wall clock on the wall and hesitated for a moment before entering the bedroom.

This is a bedroom with 30 square meters, there is a big bed in the bedroom, and this bed is a new wooden bed only played this year, with a width of 1.8, the wooden bed is covered with palm mats, and there are new quilts, quilt covers and sheets are all new, all red, it looks very festive.

These are all prepared by the sister-in-law, and the sister-in-law said that if she has a daughter-in-law, she will change to a new bed and cover a new quilt.

Although it cost some money, he was happy to think that he would not have to live here alone in the future.

After making the bed, he went back to the hall and looked at the new daughter-in-law he had bought.

He bit his lip, and his face was slightly red in the light, like a shy child.

He rubbed his hands together again before he walked over to her, then tugged at her clothes. Motioned for her to come with him.

He Xiyan seemed to realize something all of a sudden, and she suddenly looked at the man in front of her with wide eyes, looking nervous.

She shook her head vigorously and told the man that she didn't want to.

She didn't remember anything, but she was conscious, and she wanted to know what might have happened when she went to that room with him.

Chen Jiahang saw that she was reluctant to go to the room with him, a little lost, where he stood, he looked very at a loss, looking down at the ground like a rejected child.

After a while, he took out his notebook and pen again, and wrote something on them, this time slowly, and crossed out after writing, and wrote several times before writing a sentence:

"You go in and rest, I'll sleep in the left room."

He then pointed to a room on the left side of the hall.

He Xiyan made sure that the other party had entered the room on the left, and then slowly walked towards the room on the right, she walked very slowly, and hesitated when she walked to the door.

The lights were on in the room, the lights were brighter than the hall, it was a very ordinary room, there were some simple furniture in the room, including a bed, a wardrobe, and a small desk, two wooden chairs, and a chaise long. The room was very clean although basic. The bed was already made and the red mosquito net was particularly eye-catching.

It's that striking big red.

He Xiyan held her hands tightly, she looked a little scared, she didn't walk in until she was sure that there was no one in the room, and after entering, she quickly closed the door and bolted it.

She walked over to the wooden bed, pulled open the tent, and soon she saw the sheets and quilts laid inside, the same red, and very glaring.

She sat on the edge of the bed, hesitated for a long time, and finally lost her energy, and collapsed on the bed.

After lying down, she kept her eyes open, her hands kept rubbing her temples, always thinking of something, such as who she was? Where the hell did she live before? Does she still have relatives? Is anyone looking for her?

And the more she thought about it, the more her head hurt, and she couldn't think of anything.

Her most recent memory was of herself on the bank of a river, unable to move, when a man carried her to a car. When she woke up, she was in the car, moving from here to there, and finally to a bus to this mountain village.

That's all she remembers now, and she doesn't remember anything other than that.