After the divorce, Mrs. Zhou proposed to remarry with her three children.

The first thing Cheng Zhiyin said when he saw her was to ask about Cheng Zhiwei's situation.

Lin Yu said guiltily: "I'm sorry, I couldn't control Zhou Lin."

We did not intervene in time at that time, but now we can no longer control it even if we want to.

"Zhiwei fell into the water after being kidnapped by Meng Qiancheng and lost some memories, but she is fine now." Lin Yu didn't hide anything from Cheng Zhiyin.

"Where is she? I want to see her." Cheng Zhiyin said immediately, regardless of how embarrassed he looked at this moment, and eager to see Cheng Zhiwei.

Lin Yu shook his head and said, "I promised Zhou Lin that he would let you go, but I kept Zhiwei with him."

Cheng Zhiyin was stunned for a moment, and then shouted excitedly, "Aunt Lin, how could you do this? Zhiwei has been hurt by Zhou Lin, and you left her there. You...what qualifications do you have to make such a decision? "

She was so angry that those words suddenly came out of her mouth.

Lin Yu wasn't angry either. She understood Cheng Zhiyin's mood, so she said calmly: "I think if it were Zhiwei who made this decision, she would be the same as me."

"I want to see her, you have no right to treat her like this." Cheng Zhiyin said angrily.

Lin Yu was silent for a few seconds and said slowly: "It is true that our family is sorry for Zhiwei, but Zhiyin, you have to understand that you are also responsible for the current result."

Cheng Zhiyin was speechless for a moment and turned away. If she hadn't helped Meng Qiancheng steal the documents, she wouldn't have been caught. Although she didn't know what Cheng Zhiwei had encountered outside, it must have been bad things, so she Even the memory is gone.

"Now is not the time to argue about who is right and who is wrong." Lin Yu comforted her, "Zhiwei has now lost his memory of the past few years. All he remembers are happy things a few years ago. This is a good thing. After some time, I'm thinking of ways to divorce her and Zhou Lin."

Cheng Zhiyin's eyes were red, "Am I really not allowed to see her?"

"You have to go back to your hometown, where Zhou Lin has arranged everything for you." Lin Yu felt so guilty that she took out her mobile phone and called Cheng Zhiyin, "Please give Zhiwei a call so that she can feel at ease. At Zhou’s house.”

Cheng Zhiyin clenched her phone, thinking that if she told Cheng Zhiwei what Zhou Lin had done, she would definitely not be willing to stay.

Lin Yu saw through her thoughts and said: "I also thought about telling Zhiwei the truth, but Zhiwei is not in good health and can no longer be stimulated."

One sentence dispelled Cheng Zhiyin's thoughts.

She could only follow Lin Yu's instructions and dial Wang Mei's number. Cheng Zhiwei's happy voice soon came from the other end, "Sister."

Cheng Zhiyin choked, covered her mouth and shouted vaguely, "Zhiwei."

"Sister, what's wrong with you? Do you have a cold?" Cheng Zhiwei asked with concern.

"Yes, I have a little cold, Zhiwei. Auntie told me about your matter, but I am training outside now and it will be a long time before I can go back. Can you just stay at Auntie Lin's house?" Cheng Zhiyin coaxed and said Hearing these unintentional words, I felt like my heart was twisting in a knife, and tears rushed out of my eyes.

Zhiwei, sister, I’m sorry for you.

"Well, take care of yourself. I'll wait for you to pick me up." Cheng Zhiwei warned, "Be sure to remember to pick me up."

"Okay." Cheng Zhiyin agreed and hung up the phone in a hurry. She was afraid that if she continued talking, Cheng Zhiwei would hear her cry.

Cheng Zhiwei returned the phone to Wang Mei glumly, lowered his head and fiddled with his phone, refusing to speak.

Wang Mei glanced at Zhou Lin and left quietly.

Zhou Lin asked her: "Have you contacted your sister?"

"Yes." Cheng Zhiwei quickly raised a smile, "Brother Zhou, I won't bother you anymore."

Strange and polite, and a bit reluctant.

Zhou Lin's face darkened slightly, but quickly returned to his expressionless look.

Brother Zhou? I don’t know who taught her.

Cheng Zhiwei no longer wanted to stay in the hospital after his fever subsided, and had to be discharged from the hospital.

Wang Mei knew that she was thinking about the scriptures and offered to bring her something.

Cheng Zhiwei quickly refused: "No, those scriptures are all sanctioned and cannot be brought to a place like a hospital."

She was utterly religious.

Wang Mei said with a smile: "This thing is just for peace of mind. Sincerity brings wisdom, so it's okay to use it."

"No, no, no." She nestled under the quilt in boredom, then poked her head out and told Wang Mei not to bring anything.

Wang Mei agreed.

Cheng Zhiwei held the phone close to his heart, thinking about Zhou Lin's haggard appearance, his eyes turned red quietly, and he didn't know how he was doing.

As soon as the sky cleared, Zhou Lin went to Tongen Temple.

When he met the host, he didn't say anything. The host just said, "You are here for her, right?"

Zhou Lin nodded silently.

He knew that Cheng Zhiwei prayed for him, and he also knew that she knelt down devoutly, but his imagination was limited after all. Only when he saw the level of piety with his own eyes did he know how shallow his imagination was.

The host stood at the door, looking at the melting snow, and sighed softly, "The first time she came, it was in the afternoon. The reason why I remember it clearly is because there was a rare heavy rain that day, and the sky and the earth turned black. She appeared When he was at the door, he looked as if he had been fished out of the water. The young monk who opened the door was startled and he thought a water ghost had come to the door."

When the host said this, he said faintly: "I haven't seen her since. She is so sincere. She must be sincere and spiritual. What she wants has achieved good results. Unexpectedly, she sent the scriptures back not long ago. .”

After he finished speaking, he sighed with pity, "Look at the appearance of the donor, isn't he in a bad situation?"

"What did she say when she sent the scriptures back?" Zhou Lin's eyes were calm, as if he had no emotion.

"I just said that she doesn't need it anymore and wants to give it to someone who is destined."

Zhou Lin was silent for a long time, then thanked him and went down the mountain.

Two more days passed before Cheng Zhiwei was discharged from the hospital. The first thing she did when she was discharged was to prepare to continue the unfinished business, but Zhou Lin did not allow her to stay in the room, saying that he was afraid that something would happen to her if she was ill.

He cared about her and it was someone else's house. Cheng Zhiwei bowed his head obediently and moved everything to the living room.

Before starting, she would wash her hands and sit quietly for half an hour. Then she would solemnly open the scriptures and read them by herself. Once she became fluent, she would start recording.

The tenderness radiating from her whole body was all due to her expectations for that person.

By the time Zhou Lin came home from socializing, it was already about twelve o'clock, and the lights in the living room were still on. As soon as he entered the door, he saw Cheng Zhiwei still sitting on the sofa, silently flipping through the scriptures.

He frowned, strode over, took the scriptures away from Cheng Zhiwei's hand, and said in a cold voice, "What time is it? You still haven't rested?"

Cheng Zhiwei was startled, and when he saw it was Zhou Lin, he breathed a sigh of relief, took the book back, lowered his head and sorted it out: "I'm not tired."

"You are still sick." Zhou Lin reminded her of this fact, frowning in displeasure. "Do you still need me to remind you?"