The man took the notebook and pondered for a moment, "I want to go later."

It was not because of his annoyingness, but the existence of this woman made him feel upset and could not concentrate. His swollen brain had already made it difficult for him to bear it.

Qianxi let out a breath of turbid air and forced a smile, "Okay."

He pulled up the hem of his skirt and turned around in despair. The blood on his bare feet became more and more obvious against the white veil.

My heart was sore, and the strong emotions were rushing into my chest and could not be released.

The person you love deeply is close, but the actual distance is deeply drawn.

Zuo Qianxi, calm down. Yixia has been back. You have waited for so many years. Give him some time. He will not forget you!

Women are working hard to build their minds. This mixed feeling, even if rationality still exists, still cannot stop the bone-eroding pain.

After walking out of the room, Qianxi closed the door and turned to her own room next door.

She took off her holy wedding dress from the cloakroom, cried and laughed at the fitting mirror, feeling nervous. He would definitely remember himself, right?

As if she had lost confidence and too much uncertainty, she made her beating her chest and bluntly. Finally, she went to the bathroom and lay in the bathtub with misty water vapor. The woman counted the minutes and seconds, waiting silently.

The man sat down on a chair by the table, opened the title page of the notebook, and another violent impact of his heart, and laughed at the corner of his mouth. This was really his handwriting...

How many important things have been lost in the memories I left behind?

The slender fingers flipped through the pages of the book, and the sincere description was like movies being shown in my mind.

This is not someone else's story. Physical and emotional honesty, and certain pictures can resonate deeply with him.

As time passes and memories add, the man sits there motionlessly, but his brows become deeper and deeper.

He finally understood why he felt so strong when he saw that woman. How much did he love her when he used to be?

The man's hand suddenly stopped moving, and the picture seemed to be still.

The feeling just now, once...

What about me who was once and now?

Memory did not essentially merge, but was just read. After a moment of thinking, he sighed heavily.

Over the past three years, has he lived in deception?

The woven memory is completely contrary to the reality.

The man closed the diary and gently placed it on the table. Under the light, a notebook of the same style attracted his attention. He couldn't help but pick it up and open it. The exquisite handwriting described all the thoughts.

Zuo Qianxi, whom he investigated, was not described in this diary at all.

How much has this woman endured because of her own departure?

The feeling of suffocation became even stronger, the man clenched his fists, how did she survive over the years?

The torture and pain in the words hit his heart, and the hatred that destroyed all their Jian family. He saw the most terrible place, and his place of residence was the culprit that caused his disappearance.

Hu Die, what kind of mentality did that woman bring herself back!

The love and hate in his heart were mixed together. After three years, he was deceived for three years, leaving only the woman alone in pain.

He clenched his fists and took a deep breath.

He stood up and took a step, subconsciously turned to the left. When he wanted to raise his hand and knock on the door, the person stopped again. Why is this woman so sure that she is in this room?

Memory, a messy entanglement, did not hesitate anymore, and reached out to knock on the door.

After a long time of no response, the man unscrewed the door handle. This was indeed a girl's bedroom. The pink tone seemed to be deep in my memory.

But there was no woman in the room.

The sound of the water flowing in Xisuo was like being shocked by electric shock. Su Yixia subconsciously opened the bathroom door.

The familiar scene, which he had just read in the story, Qian Xi fainted in the bathroom when she came to Zuo Su Mansion on the first day.

But this time, there was no Ma Wang or the shyness of a boy.

The woman lay quietly in the bathtub, with white foam covering her whole body and her blushing cheeks, and she seemed to be asleep.

He directly picked up the bath towel hanging on the wall and covered it with the woman.

"Wake up."

A gentle voice sounded in his ears, and Qianxi frowned slightly, as if he was not real about hearing it.

The eyes opened in a daze were still a little confused at first, knowing that she was sure that the man squatting beside the bathtub was staring at her face, and she was shaking and blushing even more violently.

"Yixia, you..."

He hesitated and couldn't explain clearly. Yu Guang glanced at the bathtub and saw the bath towel on his body.

"Looking at you falling asleep, I can only wake you up."

The man said, his eyes lit up a lot. In this case, it was really inappropriate for him to carry the woman out of the bathtub.

"Yes." The woman lowered her head, with a shy expression that she hadn't seen for too long. She had mist water droplets on her slender eyelashes, and her hands tightly pulled the bath towel on her body.

"I...you...can you go out first..."

It's really hard to say, but I can't let him keep watching himself soaking in the bathtub and talk like this...

My heart was beating straight, and it turned out that I would still blush when I met again. That feeling never changed.

"oh……"

The man turned around instantly, realizing the awkward scene at this moment, his face turned red to his ears, and he hurriedly walked out and closed the bathroom door.

Qianxi chuckled slightly. In addition to being shy, she also felt sweet in her heart.

After walking out of the bathtub, the woman wiped the water stains on her body, wrapped herself in a bathrobe before walking out of the bathroom.

Su Yixia stood on the balcony of her room, not knowing what she was looking at, but just looking at the man's back, the inexplicable sense of peace made her feel like she wanted to cry again.

The feelings that could no longer be suppressed, Qianxi walked directly towards the man and wrapped around his waist from behind.

"Yixia, I don't care whether you still remember me or not, but I really miss you."

She couldn't control the narrative of missing her too much. With such a strong relationship, she really couldn't suppress her own feelings.

The slender arms wrapped the man's waist tightly, for fear that he would disappear once he let go.

The man's body trembled slightly, and his hand finally covered the woman's white and tender little hand.

"Xiao Qian, I'm sorry, I know our story, but I haven't found the memory yet..."

The low voice, with apologies, was a little unacceptable, and didn't know how to deal with the relationship with this woman. The diary clearly recorded everything they were directly.

But these three years of blank space made him really not know what to do.

The man turned around and looked at Qian Xi with tears in her eyes. The helplessness just now seemed to have disappeared. With so many instincts, he actually reached out to wipe away the tears from her cheeks.

"Don't cry, it's because I'm late."

All the feelings couldn't help but burst out, and he was stunned, but he couldn't stop his behavior.

Even though she has lost her memory, this woman is so attracted to herself that she can’t help but feel at the wedding.

The gentle tone completely made Qian Xi's emotions lose control. She threw herself into the man's arms and burst into tears, as if she was about to cry out all the grievances she had suffered over the years.

With this solid support, she can finally remove all her strength.

The crying broke his heart, patting the woman's back, soft and soft soothing, and complex sighs in his heart turned into endless tenderness.

The crying gradually weakened, but Qian Xi still couldn't bear to leave this greedy warm embrace.

"Okay, don't cry anymore. Look at you, your hair has not been blown dry."

The man chuckled, and the sunshine in the past shone warmly on her again.
Chapter completed!