Leng Shao's third marriage ex-wife

So, he had no choice but to stand up with a dry smile, trying to hide his embarrassment: "I didn't think carefully. You just woke up and your body hasn't recovered yet, so it's normal that you don't want to go out. It's my fault. I will definitely think about it next time." Thorough."

Hearing this, Shang Zhuyi rolled his eyes in his heart, and said in his heart, even if he recovers from his illness, he doesn't want to go out with you!

However, she still didn't want to make the atmosphere too tense, so she swallowed this sentence back to her stomach, and didn't say it out, she just signaled Zhao Lianchen to leave quickly with her eyes.

Seeing this, Zhao Lianchen also knew that staying any longer would only increase his embarrassment, so he just forced a laugh and then turned and left.

The moment Zhao Lianchen walked out of the ward, Shang Zhuyi impatiently closed the door with a very irritable expression.

She walked quickly back to the hospital bed, sat on the edge of the bed frowning, scratched her hair, and let out a long sigh. She didn't know why she was suddenly irritable. Ji Mujue appeared disappointed and left, and the more he thought about it, the more irritable he became, and it was a vicious cycle like this.

Finally, she clicked her tongue, then stood up, walked to the side of the refrigerator, stretched out her hand and opened the refrigerator door, took out a bottle of water, unscrewed the cap angrily, and was about to drink some cold drink to calm down.

At this moment, the door of the room was opened again suddenly, and Shang Zhuyi thought it was Zhao Lianchen who went and came back to pester her again, so, without even looking at anyone, he said irritably: "I won't tell you to go away." What? Why are you back again?"

After finishing speaking, she frowned too much and raised her eyes, but the moment she saw the face of the visitor clearly, her heart skipped a beat: "Ji Mujue? Why...?"

Why is he...

Before Shang Zhuyi could say all the words behind, Ji Mujue's face turned cold, he put the hot water bottle in his hand heavily on the side cabinet, and then said in a cold voice: "I just think of the time in your ward. It seems that there is nothing to drink hot water, so I wanted to bring it to you, but I didn't expect you to be so impatient to see me...I put the things down for you, so I won't bother you."

After finishing speaking, Ji Mujue turned around resolutely and prepared to leave with his long legs.

At this moment, Shang Zhuyi stretched out his hand suddenly, and shouted out of nowhere: "Wait!"

Hearing her voice, Ji Mujue had to stop no matter how stubborn his steps were, but he still persisted without turning around, and said in a harsh voice, "What's the matter?"

After Shang Zhuyi finished speaking, she regretted a little, but since she had already said everything, she should not say half of it and leave half of it, so she simply explained: "What I said just now is not aimed at you, it is right That Zhao Lianchen, he asked me to go to some concert, I have already rejected him, I thought he came back to play tricks, so... don't get me wrong."

She didn't know why she couldn't help explaining these things to Ji Mujue, she just felt that if she didn't say it, she might be more irritable in the next time, so, in order to give herself a happy and peaceful, so she still Simply say it.

Hearing this, Ji Mujue's body froze for a moment. Apart from being surprised by Shang Zhuyi's explanation, what surprised him even more was that Shang Zhuyi's willingness to explain to him, could he understand it as Shang Zhuyi's intentions? Now Zhuyi has unconsciously become a little concerned about his feelings?
As soon as he thought of this, the cloud in Ji Mujue's heart dissipated immediately, he turned around quickly, looked at Shang Zhuyi in front of him, and then he suddenly opened his mouth, seemingly inexplicably saying: "Thank you. "

This sentence was a bit abrupt, but Shang Zhuyi didn't know why, she understood Ji Mujue's meaning in an instant - thank you, for taking my feelings to heart.

So, Shang Zhuyi also smiled faintly, and lowered his head gently: "What can I thank you for, really..."

In the end, she didn't know what to say and could only purse the corners of her mouth, and stopped talking.

Ji Mujue saw all her little expressions in his eyes, and a feeling of warmth suddenly rose in his heart. He raised his hand subconsciously, but when his hand reached mid-air, he hurriedly braked and retracted his hand embarrassingly.

Even when he was so excited, he still didn't forget the current Shang Zhuyi's resistance to the contact of strangers, so he resisted the urge to touch her.

Shang Zhuyi glanced at his strange-looking series of actions, chuckled inwardly, then put down the ice water in his hand, walked to the hot water bottle, and said with a faint smile, "You come here. That's right, I'm just thirsty."

"Really..." Ji Mujue didn't dare to admit it. In fact, after Zhao Lianchen left, he secretly observed Shang Zhuyi at the door for a while, and could only rub his nose to hide the embarrassment in his eyes.

He reached out to take the kettle, turned to Shang Zhuyi and said, "Go and rest, I'll boil the water for you."

Hearing this, Shang Zhuyi originally planned to refuse, but seeing Ji Mujue's actions were very firm, so she didn't say much, and obediently handed over the water bottle in her hand.

Ji Mujue picked up the kettle, then turned around and picked up the bottle of refrigerated mineral water, poured it into the kettle, and began to heat it patiently and meticulously.

After turning on the kettle and putting it away, Ji Mujue walked back to Shang Zhuyi's hospital bed and said softly; "The doctor told me that I will have a full body checkup for you tomorrow, so don't run around after you get up tomorrow. do you know?"

Hearing this, Shang Zhuyi, who was leaning on the hospital bed, nodded obediently; "Oh, I see."

After finishing speaking, Ji Mujue heard that the water in the kettle was boiling, so he turned around and walked over, poured a cup of hot water for Shang Zhuyi, handed it to her, and said softly, "Be careful."

Shang Zhuyi, who took the water glass, suddenly flashed a somewhat dim picture in front of his eyes, as if he was sitting with the man in front of him on the balcony in the back garden of a villa, surrounded by two children.

This picture was very familiar to her eyes, as if it really happened, but when she wanted to continue to explore, that feeling dissipated like a cloud of smoke.

"Well..." She covered her head with a pained expression.

Seeing this, Ji Mujue quickly looked at her worriedly, and asked anxiously: "How are you? Do you have a headache? Do you want to call a doctor?"

Hearing Ji Mujue's series of questions, Shang Zhuyi managed to regain some sense. She opened her eyes with difficulty, gave him a blank look, and then shook her head after a while: "I'm fine, don't worry .”

Even after hearing what Shang Zhuyi said, Ji Mujue still couldn't rest assured, so he asked again: "Are you really okay? Let's see a doctor."

After finishing speaking, Ji Mujue turned around and was about to go out the door, intending to call a doctor, but Shang Zhuyi stopped him first: "I'm really fine, don't go, I have something to ask you."

Hearing this, Ji Mujue stopped in his tracks this time, and turned to look at her with concern: "What do you want to ask?"

Shang Zhuyi frowned and recalled the scene in the flashing picture just now, and said slowly: "You said you... had entanglements with me before, then can you describe the things we used to live together? place."

Ji Mujue didn't know why she asked this suddenly, but he still recalled cooperatively and described Ji's villa in detail. When he talked about the scene in the backyard, Shang Zhuyi's face suddenly changed.

It is exactly the same...

Shang Zhuyi murmured in her heart that Ji Mujue's description was exactly the same as the picture that flashed before her just now. In this kind of decoration style in a high-end private villa, even if it was done by the same designer, it is impossible There are two identical villas, so Shang Zhuyi has to admit that in her lost part of memory, there is indeed a part that has a great connection with Ji Mujue.

Thinking of this, Shang Zhuyi pinched the center of his brows wearily. There are many evidences proving the relationship between her and Ji Mujue from the side, but whenever she tried to recall carefully, she couldn't catch anything. This feeling is really annoying and helpless.

Looking at the expression on Shang Zhuyi's face, Ji Mujue stopped describing with some worry, and then looked at her with concern: "What's wrong with you?"

Hearing this, Shang Zhuyi broke free from the entangled feeling of being up and down, and slowly opened her eyes to look at Ji Mujue, and after a while, she said softly: "I'm fine, but, just now, a scene flashed in front of my eyes. The picture is exactly the same as the backyard of your home you described, I feel a little..."

"You remember?" Hearing her say this, Ji Mujue was more excited than herself, and his voice trembled a little.

Shang Zhuyi was afraid that he would be disappointed if he held too high hopes, so she quickly waved her hand: "No, it's just a broken scene that flashed by, I still can't remember the rest."

Sure enough, because the businessman Zhuyi said this, Ji Mujue's face suddenly showed an unconcealable disappointment: "That's right..."

Seeing his disappointed expression, Shang Zhuyi felt a little uncomfortable, but she didn't know how to comfort Ji Mujue, so she could only purse the corners of her mouth with a gloomy expression and did not speak.

However, Ji Mujue didn't allow himself to immerse himself in negative emotions for too long, so he immediately adjusted his mood.

He took a deep breath secretly, then showed a comforting smile, and pettingly raised his hand to touch Shang Zhuyi's hair: "It's okay, I'm not in a hurry, and don't push yourself too much, I believe that as long as you persevere to the end, you will be able to It doesn’t matter if you regain your memory, even if you can’t remember it anymore, I will work hard to create many good memories about us for you.”

Although Shang Zhuyi couldn't understand how Ji Mujue was feeling now, even if she just imagined it, she felt that the pain of the forgotten side should be more severe than that of the person who forgot everything.