My wife wants to fight with me after losing her memory

Yu Lianqing was very impressed with the fig tree on the university campus.

But there are very few other deep memories in the university, and she always feels that a certain area is close to blank. She remembers her roommates, teachers, and the beautiful scene of the campus.

But there is always an empty space somewhere, as if a certain part of the memory has been forcibly ripped out of his head.

For example, why do the five roommates in the dormitory only remember four of them?

For another example, who was she with during those long and precious times?

If I say that my college life is so boring, I can explain it clearly, but the highlights buried in my bones often flash by, even if they are vague, it tells Yu Lianqing that maybe those things that I can’t think of don’t mean nothing. .

If you try to remember, your head will buzz, followed by severe pain.

"You smell so sweet." Lu Qingzhou whispered under the quilt, and her words pulled Yu Lianqing back from her thoughts.

Yu Lianqing came back to her senses, sniffed lightly, and said, "You are also very fragrant. Does your perfume smell like figs?"

Lu Qingzhou squinted his eyes and smiled: "Yes, yours should be the scent of lily of the valley, right?"

"Ah."

Lu Qingzhou turned over and faced Yu Lianqing. Even though they couldn't see each other's expressions clearly in the dark, there were still two kinds of floral scents lingering between their nostrils.

Lu Qingzhou whispered in Yu Lianqing's ear: "Do you know the flower language of lily of the valley?"

While talking, the warm breath rushed to Yu Lianqing's ears, and Yu Lianqing moved her head back a little, trying to keep the distance between them, but after all, the bed was small and she slept against the wall, so there was not enough room to move.

"I don't know." Yu Lianqing answered casually, focusing on Lu Qingzhou's breathing, and realized that she had said something ironic after she had already spoken.

Lily of the valley is my favorite flower, of course she knows the flower language.

"Ah? You really don't know?" Lu Qingzhou moved closer, but his movements were not too much, and he just put his hand on Yu Lianqing's shoulder lightly.

Yu Lianqing pursed her lips, trying to hide the turbulent emotions in her heart, so she had to tell the truth: "The language of flowers is the return of happiness."

There was a crisp smile in my ear, which was touching, and I only heard Lu Qingzhou say: "You know it, so why pretend to be stupid."

She wasn't pretending to be stupid, she just lost her mind.

After a short conversation, the two stopped talking, Yu Lianqing was dizzy and didn't want to move, while Lu Qingzhou was pleasantly surprised to enjoy the comfort of this moment.

Originally, there was dance practice at night, but if Yu Lianqing didn't mention Lu Qingzhou, he didn't want to ask. After all, Lu Qingzhou chose to sleep with Yu Lianqing instead of dancing.

Yu Lianqing tucked in the quilt, feeling a little cold.

Her action caught Lu Qingzhou's attention, Lu Qingzhou reached out to rub her brow, and whispered: "Is it uncomfortable?"

"My head is a little dizzy, so I won't go dancing at night."

"I'll accompany you."

"No, I want to stay by myself."

As soon as she said the words of refusal, she felt something cold touch her temple in the next second. Yu Lianqing stretched out her hand to touch it, and just touched Lu Qingzhou's knuckles.

Her fingers should be thin and long, with a cool feeling.

"I don't want to go down, I want to soothe your head."

Lu Qingzhou didn't give Yu Lianqing any room to refuse, she stuck her fingertips on Yu Lianqing's skin, and massaged gently clockwise. I don't know if it was the exquisite technique or the gentle rhythm, but Yu Lianqing felt that her headache had relieved a lot.

"Comfortable?"

"Hmm~"

Yu Lianqing replied with a nasal sound, like a murmur, Lu Qingzhou's hand movements stagnated, his thoughts went where he shouldn't, and even the temperature of his fingers began to rise gradually.

There are ten thousand ants crawling in my heart, roaring in my heart: ah, ah, don't give me um, um, I stripped your clothes and ate you.

She stabilized her mind and tried to ask again in a calm tone: "What about now? Does your head feel better?"

"Hmm~"

Lu Qingzhou took a deep breath, and didn't dare to ask Yu Lianqing anymore, for fear that she would reply to him again and couldn't bear it.

She focused on her fingers, put her fingertips on Yu Lianqing's temples and rubbed them lightly or heavily. Lu Qingzhou only dabbled in acupuncture points. She knew the three points of Baihui, Temple and Fengchi. Acupoints can relieve headaches.

The Fengchi point is mainly near the back of the head, so Lu Qingzhou lifted Yu Lianqing's neck, inserted his other hand through her hair to find the Fengchi point, and then pressed it gently with his fingertips.

Because she wanted to lift Yu Lianqing's neck, Lu Qingzhou changed her posture. She knelt down beside Yu Lianqing, leaned forward slightly, and stretched out her hands to lift her neck.

Lu Qingzhou's attention was on Yu Lianqing's neck, and he didn't feel anything unusual.

Yu Lianqing closed her eyes and enjoyed it, feeling very comfortable, but then felt that something was wrong, she couldn't let Lu Qingzhou press her all the time, she also had her own things to do, and she was not her servant.

So Yu Lianqing opened her eyes, ready to tell her to stop.

As a result, when she opened her eyes, she saw Lu Qingzhou's posture was a bit strange, maybe it was nothing to the person involved, but Yu Lianqing swore that the first thing she saw when she opened her eyes was not Lu Qingzhou's face, but her chest.

Although he was wearing a gray sweater, the sweater was close-fitting, which clearly highlighted Lu Qingzhou's graceful figure.

This glance made Yu Lianqing feel a little embarrassed, and always felt that the distance between the tip of her nose and her bum was less than three centimeters.

Yu Lianqing stared at it for a few seconds, her cheeks were stained with a layer of blush, out of politeness, she closed her eyes wisely, and it was not until Lu Qingzhou changed her posture that Yu Lianqing opened her eyes again.

She pretended to be just waking up, and said to Lu Qingzhou, "You can rest for a while."

Sitting on the bed, Lu Qingzhou felt his wrists a little sore, "Well, is your head still as dizzy as before?"

Yu Lianqing smiled lightly and said, "It's much better."

"Then you lie down for a while, don't go dancing tonight, I'll go down and see my cubs first."

Yu Lianqing nodded to her, then Lu Qingzhou put on his coat and went downstairs, leaving Yu Lianqing alone in the room.

Listening to the sound of rain outside the window, the rain should have become smaller. Yu Lianqing felt drowsy, her head was groggy, and finally fell asleep...