Mu Shao's Spicy Sweet Wife

Lin Kexin's eyelids twitched, she quickly reached out to block the stewardess, and quickly swiped open the screen with one hand, "Wait a second, just one second."

She was full of expectations, like an adventurer who was about to discover a new world, but when she clicked on WeChat, what popped up was a public account article push: The greatest cultivation among adults is not to try to convince others.

Lin Kexin felt inexplicably slapped in the face, angrily turned off the phone under the gentle gaze of the stewardess.

She looked towards the direction of the terminal building along the window, as if she wanted to see Li Xiurui's appearance from the blurred shadows. I don't know, has he come out of the bathroom?

Li Xiurui stood in the lobby of the terminal building. He didn't know how long time had passed, but his floating consciousness came back little by little.

He heard two passers-by laughing and teasing each other.

"Your passport photo is so ugly!"

"You think yours isn't ugly?"

Li Xiurui lowered his head subconsciously, looking at the wrinkled passport and hard-card ID card in his hand.

The passport was newly issued, and the man on it had the same facial features as him, but was pale and thin, with more warmth between his brows.

On the ID card, it was different. It looked like an old photo from many years ago, with blue eyes and brows, but a majestic look, and even the corners of the mouth that were barely raised were full of confidence from the bottom of his heart.

That's who he is, that's who he really is.

Li Xiurui raised his hand to copy the corners of his eyes and brows, and the corners of his mouth slowly raised into a smile, first a shallow smile, and then slowly into a big laugh.It's just that he never made a sound, as if he was being pressed down by something, and gradually, gradually, water mist formed in his eyes.

Although he still can't remember anything, he can still feel how wanton and selfish he used to be from the photos.

But now, he was transformed into another person, but he was forced to go back to the past.

Now that he missed his flight, maybe God was telling him that he shouldn't be returning to that country that he can't remember at all.

He should stay, stay with Li Xiurui's identity, in this city, even looking at Shen Wei from afar, at least in this way, he knows where his roots are.

This idea just flashed in Li Xiurui's mind, his body was already walking towards the exit of the terminal building, in his subconscious that he didn't even notice, his wish to stay in this city with Shen Wei was so strong.

Then, standing at the exit of the airport, Li Xiurui stopped unconsciously.

On the motorway, various vehicles lined up and people went up and down. These people seemed to have nothing to do with him, but they still inadvertently left their marks in other people's lives.

He can't stay in this city, he can't let Shen Wei notice any trace of his life here.

If he wants to stay in country Z, he can only go to other cities.

Li Xiurui laughed bitterly at himself, before falling in love with Shen Wei, he had never done anything for her; after falling in love with Shen Wei, all he could do for her was to put down his children and watch her live with another man.

Is he still a man?Is he even a man?
The world in front of him began to blur, so blurred that he could not see the people around him clearly, nor could he perceive his own body.

He shook his head, rubbed his eyes, and tried his best to keep himself awake, but the flood of memories were tearing up in his mind...

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When Guo Xiumei received the call from Guo Qinlan, she had just completed the discharge procedures and walked out of the hospital.

Standing on the street, she looked at this bustling and bustling city that had nothing to do with her, feeling sad from her heart.

The most painful thing in life is the loss of a child in middle age. The son she raised with her own hands is gone, and now the son she took care of for five years is gone.

Guo Qinlan's phone call came in at this time.

"Sister, come to City C immediately and accompany Xiu Rui." Guo Qinlan always carried the arrogance of a decision maker in front of Guo Xiumei.

Guo Xiumei thought it was Li Xiurui who left her alone in the hospital, and said coldly, "Your dear son, I can't accompany you."

Guo Qinlan was stabbed, and knowing that Guo Xiumei was still angry, she immediately softened her tone, "Sister, it's not the comatose Xiu Rui, but the Xiu Rui you raised. Their identities have been completely changed now, and everything is back on track. gone."

"Really?" Guo Xiumei's sleepy spirit suddenly lifted.

"Can I lie to you about this kind of thing?" Guo Qinlan subconsciously concealed the tragic experience.

She suppressed the anxiety and sourness in her heart, and said persuasively: "Sister, Xiu Rui is at the airport now, and he may have to go abroad. He has no memory now, and he can no longer be with his wife and children. Being alone, he must be in a bad mood. Sister, he is your raised child, at this time, only you can help him. "

Guo Qinlan's heart ached to push her son to someone else's side again, but she couldn't help it.Her people have been following Li Xiurui since he left the hospital, but she dared not go to him at all.He hated her and wanted to kill her.

"I see."

Guo Xiumei hung up the phone and directly bought the fastest flight ticket to City C.

After getting off the plane, she followed the location sent by Guo Qinlan and found the terminal of the international flight all the way.

Still far away, she immediately recognized Li Xiurui standing in the crowd and looking around blankly, the Li Xiurui she raised with her own hands.

He was still tall and handsome, and he was just as refined, but his temperament was more indifferent and alienated than before, as if he was the only one left in the world, lonely, cold, and deathly silent.

"Son, my son." Guo Xiumei's heart ached sharply, and her eyes turned red.She didn't care about her image, and ran towards Li Xiurui while shouting, "Son, son, mother is here, I am mother."

Li Xiurui woke up from his trance when a familiar voice came into the Lingtai. He mechanically turned his head following the sound and saw Guo Xiumei.

Her hair was simply combed behind her head, and she was wearing a dark green overcoat. She was still the same as when she met in the NA hospital, dressed as a plain middle-aged woman.

She ran, with tears on her face, but a smile on the corner of her mouth, that kind of smile from the heart.

Li Xiurui felt the warmth and the long-lost kindness.

When they met by chance that time, he discovered that he had a special feeling for Guo Xiumei, and when they met now, he suddenly understood.

He is Li Xiurui, the Li Xiurui who grew up with Guo Xiumei.

This intimacy engraved in the bones did not disappear with the lost memory.

"Son, it's okay. Mom is here. Mom will take you home." Guo Xiumei stretched out her arms to hug Li Xiurui. She tried her best to suppress her surging mood and soften her voice.

She didn't want to scare him, he was already very sad now.