Jing Mohao stared at the light blue decorative alarm clock on the bedside, with his favorite color, his eyes filled with pain.
When Luo Xi bought these decorations and placed them in every corner, it was just for this day when she was away, so that the whole room would be filled with her scent, right?
Jing Mohao curled his lips slightly, gave an affirmative answer, and lay back on the bed.
After three full days, the woman's eyelashes began to tremble tightly, and the next moment, they suddenly opened.
The air is calm and indifferent, and the ears are filled with cold silence.
Where is she, who is she, what has she experienced?
Why, my head is empty More frighteningly pale than the night, frighteningly empty Luo Xi held his hands and sat up.
Lu Chengli, who was waiting aside, immediately went to help her, "Xixi, you're awake."
Luo Xi looked at him blankly, and subconsciously pushed away the hand he offered, still looking at him quietly without making a sound.
Lu Cheng was startled by her rejection, and then spoke again, "Xixi, do you still recognize me?"
Luo Xi glanced at his clean and tender face, still did not speak, and just shook his head gently.
A look of loss flashed across Lu Cheng's face.
He reached out and brought a glass from the table and handed it to Luo Xi.
"Xixi, you have been in a coma for three days.
Drink some water and eat something first, and then the rest."
Let’s talk about it slowly.”
Luo Xi looked down at the arms hanging on her chest, feeling puzzled again.
What happened?
Why did she feel that this room full of gray tones and this man who brought her such tenderness were all strangers, but she couldn't remember anything?
Luo Xi did not refuse this time, but stretched out his free right hand, and took a sip from the cup in his hand.
"What's wrong with me?"
A clear voice spoke, like a spring of water flowing through his heart, and the lamp in Lu Cheng's eyes was instantly lit.
"Xixi, don't you remember?
I took you to the mountains of Dongshan Mountain to watch the sunrise.
It was all my fault that I didn't hold you tightly, causing you to lose your footing and fall down the valley.
After I found you, you remained unconscious with your head and My hands are all injured, but fortunately, you are still alive, and so is our child."
Lu Cheng's face was full of remorse and luck.
"Child," Luo Xi muttered, "ours" "Yes, Xixi," Lu Cheng's eyes showed pain, "don't you remember?
You are already pregnant with our child.
We were so happy before, do you really not remember at all?"
Luo Xi looked at his somewhat excited expression, stretched out a finger, pointed at the two of them, and asked confusedly, "What was our previous relationship?"
"We are college classmates.
After graduation, you will be my wife, not just before, now, and in the future."
Lu Cheng still looked serious, "Xixi, I always hid you before, afraid that others would covet you. , now I want to make our relationship public and let them witness our happiness together, Xixi, I promise never to let go of your hand again."
Luo Xi looked at him quietly.
Although he had no memory and no tone, he was also infected by the warm atmosphere in his words, and there was also a slight softness.
I just don’t know why, but this kind of atmosphere always feels a little out of tune with my heart
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