Sick Jiao Ye Huo has the ability to read minds

Zhang Mian was taken aback, and quickly squatted on the edge of the bed, looked left and right, up and down, "Master, isn't it? You don't have amnesia, do you? You don't even remember Miss Yu? Then you still remember me?" Is it? I'm Zhang Mian."

Huo Xu frowned, thinking he was noisy, and pushed away Zhang Mian's big face dangling in front of his eyes, "Is it Yu Ruanruan, or Yu Chengcheng?"

Zhang Mian was dumbfounded.

Isn't this bullshit?

Is this worse than amnesia?

He even forgot who his wife was.

Zhang Mian quickly lowered his voice, "Master, you can't joke around. If Miss Yu hears about it, your marriage will be ruined. She is pregnant with your child now, so she is very emotional."

child?

He has kids?

Huo Xu was in a daze when he suddenly heard a sound coming from outside.

The footsteps sounded a little hurried, and Yu Feifei shouted nervously, "Ruan Ruan, slow down."

"The doctor said that Huo Xu might wake up today. I want to be by his side so that when he wakes up, the first thing he sees when he opens his eyes is me."

That familiar voice, as if from another world, came from far and near.

Huo Xu's body stiffened, and the beating of his heart became louder and louder until——

"boom--"

The door of the room was pushed open from outside to inside.

The face that had begun to be mottled and unclear in memory appeared in front of his eyes.

But he still recognized her at a glance, she was Ruan Ruan, the woman who loved him to the bone.

At this moment, her facial features are bright and her skin is firm. The slightly raised belly under the high-grade clothing makes her look plump.

Her hands and feet are intact, and there is not a single scar on her body.

Her almond eyes were bright, and there was a smile on her face that he had never seen before.

This is not the gloomy, inferior, cowardly, emotionally unstable Yu Ruanruan in his impression.

She seemed to have completely changed, becoming transparent and plump, as if she had been soaked and nourished in the honeypot of love for a long time, and she had been completely reborn.

Huo Xu froze on the bed, looking at this girl who had been thinking about it day and night, but had never had a dream in the past seven years, he only felt unreal.

Looking at each other, Yu Ruanruan wept with joy.

"Huo Xu!"

She lifted the hem of her skirt, flew to the bed like a little swallow, and hugged the man who woke up on the bed.

"You finally woke up! I knew you wouldn't lie to me! You will definitely wake up! You said that you will hold a wedding with me, and you will accompany me to give birth to the baby, and you will hold me hand, go to the square to feed white pigeons, watch the sunset, and grow old together.”

Yu Ruanruan cried with tears and snivel, even though the doctor had told her that Huo Xu would wake up soon.

But when she saw him sitting on the bed and looking at her soberly, Yu Ruanruan couldn't control her inner emotions. She just wanted to tell him all the thoughts she had for her husband for more than a month.

Huo Xu was hugged tightly by the girl, and he smelled the aroma of shampoo on her hair, which was the scent of roses. Her body and arms were particularly warm and powerful, and she hugged him tightly.

This was completely different from the last impression he had of her deep in his memory.

He remembered that during the three years when she was imprisoned, her severed hands and feet were always limp, and she couldn't even force herself to eat.

Her body is always as cold as ice, no matter how much hot spring water she soaks in, it will never be hot.

There is no such sweet aroma on her body, only the smell of decay.

Her soul is rotting.

He once thought that after her death, her soul was completely wiped out.

Because for the past seven years, he knelt under the golden statue of Sanqing every day, chanting scriptures and praying for her, but she never fell into a dream.

He wanted to alleviate the pain of lovesickness, the pain of lovesickness, only to find that he didn't even have a picture of her.

She used to send a lot of selfies to his phone, but he didn't want to cause Yu Chengcheng's misunderstanding, so he deleted them all.

He even destroyed her graduation certificate photo hidden in the mezzanine of his bookcase.

He used to be so unfeeling to her, and in the seven years after her death, all the pain and hurts were reflected on him one by one.

He had been to Lingyun Temple, and exchanged all the wealth he had earned through hard work in his life with Taoist Yunhe for the chance to meet her again.

But the Taoist priest said that the relationship between them is over.

What he owed her, she didn't want him to pay it back.

He knelt outside the watch and knelt for a whole year before he could impress Daoist Yunhe.

The Taoist said, "If you were given a chance to be reborn, what would you do?"

"I must treat her well, love her well, and give her everything."

"The karma has already been created, if she refuses to forgive you or accept you, what should you do?" The Taoist priest waved his whisk, shook his head and sighed, "Huo Benefactor, you should think clearly, you want to see her to satisfy your own selfish desires." , or to rest her soul in peace?"

"This is the subject of your practice in this life."

He wanted to see her to satisfy his selfish desires, to relieve the guilt in his heart and the pain of lovesickness.

As long as he thinks that they will be separated from heaven and man, his heart will ache and his obsession will deepen.

However, he also hoped that her soul could rest in peace.

He was really miserable and conflicted.

He knew that when she was alive, he only brought her infinite harm, and trampled on her full of love and sincerity.

Until he realizes her importance.

Until he discovered that she was the Tangtang whom he would never forget.

Only then did he realize how many stupid things he had done all these years.

He lost her again!

When she was brought up from the sea, she was not breathing, holding her cold body. He didn't believe that others said she was dead.

Her body has always been cold, he has fed her food for three years, it is too clear.

When someone came to snatch her body, he took out a gun, but he was a forensic doctor, and he knew the difference between a dead body and a living person too well.

He stored her body in the underground ice cellar of Qiangyuan, and used the best embalming spices in the world, but within half a year, she still gradually began to rot.

He knew very well that as long as he dissected her and emptied her internal organs, he could make a perfect specimen and keep her by his side forever, just like Tangtang's strawberry hairpin.

But the moment he lifted the scalpel, he lost his courage.

When she was alive, he had already hurt her like that. Would he leave scars on her body even after death?

In the end, Bureau Liu discovered something unusual, rushed into the Qiangyuan, and forcibly dragged the corpse to be cremated.

Only then did he end this half-human, half-ghost life of living with corpses.

He knew that he was sick and selfish.

Selfishly wanting to drag a painful soul to sink with himself, he doesn't want to let go, he doesn't want to lose her.

Daoist Yunhe couldn't help sighing again when he saw that he was obsessed with obsession.

He shook his head, "You should reflect on it here, and go to the Sanqing Hall every day to save the benefactor Yu, and the way of heaven may give you two a chance to be reborn."

"How long will it take? Can life really be repeated?"

"If you believe it, you will have it. If you don't believe it, you won't have it. As long as you are sincere enough, Heaven will hear your prayer and make your wish come true."

In this way, he sat in the Sanqing Hall for seven years.

He once desperately thought that Daoist Yunhe was lying to him, but now is this a dream?

He is reborn!