In the guest room, He Xiyan had already lifted the quilt, she sat against the head of the bed, a pair of eyes staring blankly at the closed window, suddenly, she blinked, and the tears in the corners of her eyes quickly slid down the pale cheeks, drop after drop.

Some vague images flashed through her mind.

The sea water, the cliffs, the sunset, the man with a tiger tattooed on his arm, and......

What else? He Xiyan knocked on his head, but he still couldn't remember.

It's just that Chen Jiahang was right, she should have committed suicide, and when she woke up from the beach, the first person she saw was a man named Brother Hui. At that time, the man kept slapping her face and pressing his stomach to wake her up so that they could deliver.

She was suicidal, indeed suicidal.

An inexplicable sadness welled up in his heart, He Xiyan hugged his knees, and sobbed so lowly.

She cried, and although she couldn't remember the past, she couldn't express her sadness and sadness at this time.

She committed suicide, she didn't know why her previous self ended her life in such a way before she lost her memory, but she guessed that she must have suffered something she couldn't bear and lost the courage to live.

As for her baby, she thought it should be gone, otherwise she wouldn't have left the child alone to die.

She could not find a reason other than the loss of her child that would have led her to commit suicide.

He Xiyan stroked her stomach with her hand, her face was unusually pale at this time, and her heart was hollowed out at this moment.

She stared blankly in the direction of the window, at the tall buildings outside, and at the city so strange that she had never been before.

At this moment, she seemed to feel that she did not belong in this world.

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The door was pushed open at this moment.

Chen Jiahang, who came in, was sweating profusely, carrying a plastic bag containing food he had just bought from a shop across the street.

He wasn't familiar with it, so he had to find a nearby restaurant to pack two meals.

He put the meal on the TV stand, then walked over to the bed and looked at his daughter-in-law sitting on the bed.

He was distressed when he saw the tears that kept flowing from the corners of her eyes, and he grabbed her shoulders anxiously with a pair of hands.

"Yan Yan......" his lips moved, and he silently called out her name. Then he took one of her hands and drew in her palm what he was going to say:

"Don't be upset, okay? The doctor wrote in the notebook that your illness is not serious, as long as you eat more nutritious food. Don't worry, I won't let you go to work in the fields in the future, I'll do the things at home, and you can just rest well. And the money we make, you take it to buy some supplements, so that the body will get better. ”

Chen Jiahang wrote word by word, writing several sentences in a row, and after he finished writing, he looked at her distressedly. He still didn't understand why she was so sad, but he knew that she had been like this after seeing a doctor in the afternoon.

So he thought it must be because she was sick that she was so sad.

He Xiyan pursed her lips tightly, she didn't reply, just looked at the man in front of her, and a trace of distress and inexplicable discomfort flashed in her eyes.

Every time he was kind to herself, she felt bad in her heart, because she didn't know how to deal with the awkward relationship between them now.

Chen Jiahang saw that she didn't cry anymore, and hurriedly brought over the food he had packed. It's a corn rib soup, a stir-fried beef, and scrambled eggs with tomatoes and cabbage.