Ni Huan lowered her head with a slightly astringent expression and pretended to go to drink porridge. However, in silence, a tear fell into the bowl.

——

hotel.

Xu Ying's whole body felt as if she was run over by a car. She didn't even want to move. She tried hard to lift the quilt and looked inside, and she wanted to die.

There were marks everywhere on her body.

There is no good place.

Xu Ying felt dead silent in her heart. She had been working on psychological construction for a long time before turning around and looking at her side.

Beside her, the man was still sleeping soundly.

After seeing the man's appearance clearly, Xu Ying fell into confusion.

There is only one sentence in my mind.

It's over.

She slept with Wen Jinrong.

——

After breakfast, Zhou Xubai did not come for a long time, so Chu Yao proposed to send Ni Huan home.

But Ni Huan refused.

On the surface, she took a car back to the Zhou family.

But when the car was just passing the intersection, Ni Huan asked the driver to change direction.

——

In the morning, the breeze blew.

There are not many people in the cemetery, and the weather in Jiangcheng has changed a lot these days. The weather that was still bright more than ten minutes ago has become dark clouds.

The storm was about to start, but Ni Huan didn't feel any urgency.

She followed her memory through the tombstones and walked for a long time before she stopped.

On the way to the cemetery, Ni Huan went to the flower shop to buy a bouquet of flowers.

The petals are slender and tender, and the color is just right in front of Sheng Yan’s tomb.

Ni Huan squatted down, half kneeled on the ground, and gently raised his hand to touch the photo on the tombstone.

Her Ayan looks so good when she smiles.

Before she could speak, Ni Huan was already in tears, but she was still smiling and said to the photo with a smile: "Ayan, sister is here to see you."

"I'm sorry, I've been here alone for so long."

Tears were like broken lines, constantly falling on the platform in front of the tombstone.

Ni Huan leaned forward and put her forehead on Sheng Yan's photo, causing a sensation of heart.

——

After waking up this morning, she thought she had a nightmare.

But after recovering from the stimulus, she realized that she had recovered some memories.

Her childhood, her high school life, and her experiences from childhood to adulthood were so bumpy.

It turned out that she had liked someone named Sheng Yan before.

After restoring memory, what follows is emotions that are even more turbulent than the wave.

Two different emotions and different cognitions gathered in Ni Huan's brain, which made her feel uncomfortable. She took a lot of effort to integrate these two emotions into one.

This time, she was only one step away from exploring the past.

What Ni Huan now lacks is only a small part of the memory.

That was about her encounter with Shen Zhiyan, her encounter with Zhou Xubai, and the whole story of her suicide.

That was the most important memory in her life, and perhaps the most painful memory.

Ni Huan closed her eyes deeply.

At this moment, a thunder roar came from the sky.

With lightning.

It looks like a storm is approaching.

Ni Huan was still standing there without moving. Just before the heavy rain fell, an umbrella suddenly appeared above her head.

Zhou Xubai walked with Ni Huan all the way.

Ni Huan looked up when she heard the movement.

Then, she smiled.

"Zhou Xubai..."

She called him.

"I had a dream last night..."

After hearing this, Zhou Xubai could already predict what Ni Huan would say next.

To be precise, after seeing Ni Huan enter the cemetery, he knew that some things had broken away from everyone's expectations, off track, and moved towards an unknown direction.

"I thought it was just a nightmare, so I tried hard to wake up."

"Now, I woke up, but found that reality is more cruel than dreams."

Under the rain, Ni Huan looked lonely: "No wonder you brought me here on the first day I returned to China."

Zhou Xubai lowered his eyes to her: "How did Sheng Yan die? Do you remember?"

Ni Huan shook her head, "No."

"Not now, and there is no need to remember it in the future," Zhou Xubai bent over and pulled Ni Huan on the ground, and wanted to take her away.

"The doctor who did hypnosis for you was taken to Jiangcheng by your brother. Let's go and go home."

Ni Huan stopped when she heard this.

“I don’t want to do hypnosis anymore.”

She subconsciously grabbed Zhou Xubai's arm and said, "Can you help me hide it from my brother? Don't tell him that I have memories of the past."

"Help me."

Ni Huan said pleadingly.

Zhou Xubai glanced at her hand, lowered his eyebrows and said, "You can help you, but you have to promise me that you will forget what happened here, leave Jiangcheng and never come back."

He pursed his lower lip, "Can you do it?"

Can it be done?

Ni Huan also asked herself in her heart.

The answer is, it cannot be done.

She let go of Zhou Xubai's arm in silence, turned around and straightened the flowers in front of the tombstone, and whispered: "Let's see you next time."

After saying that, he stood up and looked at Zhou Xubai.

"Let's go."

Ni Huan walked forward first, but Zhou Xubai didn't follow her, and her body was suddenly wet with the rain.

Behind, Zhou Xubai looked at her body exposed to the rain curtain, with something suppressed in her eyes, and her fingers holding an umbrella were also clenching tightly.

After a moment, Zhou Xubai chased after him and hugged Ni Huan from behind.

He buried his head in the back of Ni Huan's neck and sighed: "I'll help you."

——

At that time.

Shen Family.

After dealing with He Lian's funeral, Shen Jizong took the opportunity to stay in the Shen family, showing off his might and domineering.

After Shen Zhiyan returned to Shen’s house early in the morning, he just entered the living room and saw Shen Jizong eating melon seeds next to the coffee table.

His steps as he went upstairs stopped and walked towards Shen Jizong with a cold expression.

"Why are you still here?"

His words annoyed Shen Jizong.

"What does it mean? Why can't I be here? This is the Shen family. My surname is Shen!"

Shen Zhiyan's feelings for Shen Jizong have long been consumed by Shen Jizong. Hearing this, he frowned and advised: "Where should you go back? In short, don't want to stay."
To be continued...