The vicious supporting actress is the heroine's favorite

It's been a long time since the two hugged each other like this, for such a long time, and so tightly.

Su Jimian's arms were very warm.

Du Qingqing sat on her lap, huddled in her arms and didn't want to move, with her head resting on her shoulders, tears streaming down her face.

A small piece of the collar was wet from crying.

Even in my heart, suddenly there was a place that started to ache for her.

Su Jimian gently closed his eyes, and after a while, he tightened his left hand again, trying to hold the person in his arms tighter, to feel the strange but very familiar touch and temperature with his heart.

It turned out to be the same as in the dream just now.

In fact, there was one thing that she hadn't been able to talk about just now. Before Du Qingqing came back, the moment she was sleeping on the table, Su Jimian actually had a dream while she was half asleep and half awake.

Obviously she seldom dreamed before, but this time she did, and it was even unprecedentedly long, long and coherent, as if it could be linked to some memories of the past, almost all of the dreams were Du Qingqing's figure.

The two watched a movie together, ate hot pot together, and kissed together while standing under the starry sky...

Those things that could only be understood through words in the past suddenly turned into pictures, and gradually spread out in the dreamland, as if... there was a god helping.

But not because of any gods.

Thinking of this, Su Jimian turned her head and gently kissed the face of the person in her arms. Although she couldn't remember it completely, there was still love spreading in her heart.

It's also warm, every ounce of joy is because of her.

She is her own god.

No matter what things go through, she will never abandon her, nor will she abandon her god.

"Don't cry." Su Jimian said in a soft and gentle voice, "What happened, Miss Jin, why don't you tell me?"

"I'll listen to you carefully."

It's fine if she doesn't say these words, Du Qingqing was almost crying at first, and was afraid of crushing Su Ji Mian's legs, so she was about to sniff and get out of his arms.

In the end, because of these two sentences, the whole person stuck it back again like a piece of gum, and the tears continued to flow. I couldn't understand the sentence, so I could only lie in his arms and hum.

This made Su Jimian helpless and funny, but he didn't bother to urge him. Instead, he tried his best to raise a few pieces of paper and gently wiped away his tears.

It took a while to finally coax the person, and finally heard the person speak again.

"It's just that I suddenly found that there are many things I can't understand." Du Qingqing blinked, her voice was small, with a nasal sound that had not completely dissipated, "I don't know why."

"Actually, it's not like I didn't feel it for so many years." She said, her beautiful brows were frowned, and her hands were subconsciously clenched, "But I just didn't pay attention to it all the time. Looking back now, I don't know if I didn't pay attention or didn't want to. Pay attention."

She shook her head, with a painful expression on her face: "I don't even know what's wrong with me, as long as I think about those things, my head hurts, and my heart feels very, very uncomfortable."

"It's as if...something particularly precious has been lost."

Su Ji Mian was subconsciously startled when she said this, and actually understood her feelings very special.

After a long silence, he finally opened his mouth slowly and asked her: "Then what is Miss Jin thinking now?"

"I don't know." Du Qingqing shook her head in her arms, her voice was muffled and hoarse, as if she was about to cry again in the next second, "I just feel very, very painful."

"But maybe I want to pursue and explore. After all, I have been escaping for too long." She said, unknowingly, she remembered the words of her predecessors again, paused, and then added again, " I'm afraid I've really forgotten something."

"If I can't remember, how sad those who I have forgotten will be."

For the first time, I clearly and firmly expressed my desire to think of something.

As soon as the words fell, Su Ji Mian looked at her seriously, and her heart began to ache again: "...Yes."

"Then let's work hard together." She said, lowered her head again and kissed Du Qingqing's forehead very lightly, her tone was also full of reverence, "I will remember it someday."

"I'm always here, always with you."

This was the first time since Su Jimian lost his memory that the two of them discussed these sharp and profound issues in such an in-depth manner.

But fortunately, it is a good result in the end.

Knowing that the person you love will always be by your side, so no matter what happens again, you will not be afraid.

Du Qingqing finally raised the corners of her mouth again, realizing that she had been sitting on the person for too long, she hurriedly stepped back from her, pulled a chair and continued to tell Su Jimian about the past.

I wanted to take advantage of the good atmosphere and remind people to remember something, so I talked a lot this time, but I didn't expect to get a lot of responses.

It seems that she has memories of many scenes!

Du Qingqing was overjoyed when she saw this, as if a lot of soap bubbles were bursting in her heart, she quickly asked, "Mianmian, has your memory recovered a lot!"

"It should be." As soon as the voice fell, the person in front of him nodded quickly, "Thanks to Miss Jin."

"That's great." Du Qingqing nodded, then went to hold his hand, shook it, and happily promised, "Then I will work harder and try to help you remember more !"

I wanted to say something more, but was suddenly interrupted by a burst of music.

It was she who specially set the alarm clock this morning, so as not to delay the re-examination appointment with the doctor.

"Mianmian, it's time for us to go to the hospital." She said, looking at the time, with a happy smile on her face, "Mianmian has recovered very well during this period, maybe the plaster cast can be removed today."

"Let's go." She said, raised her hand to pull Su Jimian up from the chair, and walked out side by side with them, but when she reached the door, she remembered something and asked subconsciously, "Mianmian, are you afraid?" ah?"

Su Jimian smiled in response, "It's okay."

"It's okay." Du Qingqing nodded quickly to respond to her, the hand that was holding her also tightened subconsciously, imitating the words she said just now, "Don't be afraid, it will be fine of."

"I will always be with you, I will always be there!"

Su Jimian's hand recovered very well.

After conducting multiple examinations, the doctor ordered a lot of precautions, told her to go home and do more functional exercises, and then removed the plaster.

Once the heavy plaster was removed, even the mood improved, as if the whole person had gained freedom.

She was happy, so Du Qingqing was naturally happy too, so she called Uncle Liu while the doctor was talking with Mianmian, and asked him to tell the kitchen to cook more delicious food today, so that everyone can have a meal together to celebrate .

Driving my car all the way back happily, as soon as I entered the house, I saw a whole table full of delicious dishes, and the house was full of fragrance.

There is also good wine, Uncle Liu took it out spontaneously, and wanted to use it for everyone to add to the fun.

Good wine and good food, plus friends and relatives, anyone will feel happy and satisfied.

Even Du Qingqing was not surprised. She ate food and drank wine, and held the little hand of the person next to her from time to time. She felt warm in her heart, and all the sorrows and hardships seemed to be forgotten at this moment.

I was really happy, so I accidentally drank a little too much, my little face was flushed, even the neck was pale pink, and the corners of my lips did not come down from the beginning to the end.

When he was so drunk, he even wanted to make friends with Uncle Liu, calling each other a happy brother.

Uncle Liu quickly shook his head: "Miss, you are wrong, I am much older than you."

Du Qingqing: "??? So much older, can't you be a virtuous younger brother?"

She blinked, thought for a moment and tapped the table for the last time: "Then call me Brother Daxian!"

Uncle Liu: "...?"

Uncle Liu sighed: "Hey, I'm here."

The two talked to each other, making everyone at the table laugh. The atmosphere was very harmonious, and there were happy smiling faces everywhere.

Even the people around me are too.

Du Qingqing blinked her hazy eyes, leaned towards her, leaned forward again, leaned on her shoulders, raised her lips slightly, and whispered to her ear: "Mianmian, are you Think I'm so stupid that I can't even calculate my generation and age?"

"But I'm not." She said, shaking her head and smiling happily, "I know very well."

"I just...wanted to make you happy."

"When you're happy, I'm happy too."

The voice was soft and gentle, some words were unclear due to the effect of alcohol, but it sounded more like she was being coquettish, her whole heart seemed to be glued to her body.

Su Jimian was startled when he heard the words, and he couldn't react for a long time. Before he could speak, he was dragged into the room by Du Qingqing, who was full of food and drink, and was urged to tidy up and take a shower.

I also heard the drunk whispering outside telling her to hurry up.

It sounded like he was sleepy, his tone was depressed, and he was not energetic.

Su Jimian nodded in response to her, and then speeded up, walking out a second before Du Qingqing was about to fall asleep, without even fastening the buttons of her pajamas, which looked messy and casual at first glance.

But she is also very beautiful, especially beautiful, with fair skin and delicate collarbone, under the light, the drops of water slide into her chest along her hair...

The little drunk who was already confused suddenly became sober, looked up at her, and was really moved, so he walked forward silently like the first time he was drunk, touched her face and hooked her neck, smiling And flatteringly put it on her body.

Her lips parted slightly, she looked into her eyes and asked her softly: "Does Mianmian still remember the night we slept for the first time?"

"Yes..." She blinked, looking like a sly fox, but her ears were blushing, and she whispered to her, "That kind of sleep."

Having said that, anyone can understand.

As soon as the words fell, Su Jimian shook his head lightly: "I can't remember."

"That's it." Du Qingqing said, after a long silence, she suddenly tiptoed and kissed her ear lightly, with a charming and gentle smile in her eyes.

"How about I help you recall?"