But she knew it was all real, everything was real.

She remembers the last thing she experienced before she lost her memory.

That night, she came out of her rented apartment and walked on a highway in a daze, she walked for a long time, and at a loss, she casually stopped a passing bus and sat on it, and also inexplicably went to Haichuan County, which is more than a thousand kilometers away. At that time, her whole person seemed to have fallen into an evil spirit, her spirit was sluggish, and there were only some things in her mind that made her sad, she had no home again and again, lost one family member after another, the men she married loved themselves the most, they didn't care about her life and death, they would only snatch away his children, snatch her fate, and snatch away her Xixi. At that time, her spirit was broken, and her mind was no longer clear, and on the evening of the second day after arriving in Haichuan County, she came to a beach and walked to the calm sea, wanting to end all her pain forever.

And when she woke up again, she saw those human traffickers, Brother Hui, Qiangzi, and other messy people.

He Xiyan covered her face, tears poured down, the past in her memory made her unbearable, even now when she thought about it, her heart hurt terribly.

"Miss, do you want to go to the hospital?"

At this time, a waiter in the café came out, and when she saw the customer who had been squatting at the door for a long time and had not left, she was a little worried, because the customer looked very bad and seemed to be crying.

He Xiyan came back to her senses from the painful memory, she looked at the waiter, her moist eyes were already red.

She didn't reply, just shook her head.

"Then you should hurry home, it's getting late, and our store will be closed in ten minutes." The waiter reminded.

He Xiyan stood up slowly, because she had been squatting on the ground for too long, and when she got up, her feet were already numb. It was a long time before she slowly took a step into the dark night.

From time to time, a cool breeze blew outside, blowing in waves. He Xiyan hugged his arm. Cold, at this time she felt a biting cold, her face was very pale, and it was terrible white under the dim street lamp.

Suddenly, there was a light rain in the sky, that kind of drizzle, and soon He Xiyan's hair and clothes were wet, but she continued to walk forward as if she hadn't noticed.

It was nearly three kilometers from school to home, and He Xiyan didn't take a taxi, and even she forgot that she came by car.

She just walked forward, letting the rain fall on her face and her tears.

I don't know how long I walked, until two lights suddenly shot over, and a car she was very familiar with suddenly braked and stopped beside her.

After Chen Jiahang saw it clearly, he hurriedly got out of the car.

"Yan Yan ......," he shouted anxiously, his face flushed from nervousness.

"Yan Yan, why are you getting wet on the road?"

Chen Jiahang hurriedly took off his coat, draped it on He Xiyan's shoulders, picked He Xiyan up again, ran back with his arms, and ran to his car.

He waited for her at home for half an hour, and when he saw that she still didn't come back and didn't answer the phone, he immediately drove out and wanted to pick her up from school, but he didn't expect her to walk on the road in the rain and not have an umbrella.

Chen Jiahang opened the car door and put He Xiyan in the co-pilot's seat.