After restoring her memory, the memory of these four years is like a broken layer. The year of unconsciousness in the middle can be ignored. The two years of becoming "Zhong Cheng" can be archived separately. The one that has the greatest and most profound influence on her is the year when she fell into the Yalin Society.

For her, what happened that year was something that happened recently, and the battle that happened at the Swiss Bank was something that happened yesterday.

At that time, she put down her baby son with tears and sacrificed herself to save Zhao Zhouhan. She said goodbye to them with the determination to die. The heart-wrenching pain of separation from life and death will still suddenly surging in her mind inadvertently and lingering.

At this moment, looking at the round hole scar on Zhao Zhouhan's leg, the emotion suddenly rose again, lingering in the tip of her heart, and the pain continued. Even if she told herself that the matter was over and it was safe now, the heart-wrenching pain still couldn't get rid of it.

Because of emotional fluctuations, Chi Xiaoye tried his best to hold back his emotions and his hands couldn't help trembling.

Zhao Zhouhan, who was enjoying it, clearly felt her abnormality.

"What's wrong?"

Chi Xiaoye bit her lip and endured it again and again.

Zhao Zhouhan realized something was wrong, held up her chin with both hands and raised her head. Sure enough, the beautiful almond eyes were filled with tears, their eyebrows were slightly frowning, and the corners of their mouths were pursed and trembling slightly. It was obvious that they were trying hard to bear the crying expression.

His heart suddenly became thrust, "What's wrong with this?"

"Do you feel wronged when you ask me to serve me?" He pulled her closer, and he really couldn't bear to let her cry, even if it was a tear.

"When I'm discharged from the hospital and go home, I'll serve you every day?"

Chi Xiaoye flattened his mouth and choked and said, "Who wants you to serve me? Let go, hurry up and finish your cleaning and rest, and lie down."

Zhao Zhouhan didn't know why she suddenly cried, as well as a grandson. She asked her to raise her hand, she asked her to stretch her legs, she asked her to turn over, she asked her to take off her pants, she took off her pants without saying a word.

This emotion came and went quickly. Chi Xiaoye wiped him and then digested it himself.

She took the basin to the bathroom. Zhao Zhouhan was worried and immediately got up and got out of bed and followed him.

"You go back to bed and lie down, I still have to wash."

"I don't, I'll watch you wash."

"Comrade Zhao Zhouhan, please make your attitude correct. It is uncivilized to peek at others for bathing."

"I think my wife is not good yet?"

"no."

Chi Xiaoye pushed him out and closed the door.

Zhao Zhouhan knocked twice, not very relieved, "Don't close the door, then I'll sit at the door and don't look, can I?"

"no."

“…”

Soon, the sound of running water came from inside. Before Zhao Zhouhan left, he leaned against the wall at the door and waited patiently, for fear that another cry would come out.

The ward was very quiet, and the entire inpatient department outside was very quiet. Chi Xiaoye was afraid of disturbing others, so he rushed for a few seconds and it was over.

As soon as she opened the door, she was surprised to find that Zhao Zhouhan was at the door and did not leave.

"What are you doing? Your legs are all well?"

Zhao Zhouhan did a squat on purpose, "It's okay."

Chi Xiaoye did not wash her hair, but the ponytail behind her head was still wet a few chunks. She spread her hair and dripped it with water at the ends of her hair, and a large area of ​​her shoulders were wet.

“Don’t you blow dry your hair?”

"The lights are turned off, and the sound of the hair dryer will make people noise."

Zhao Zhouhan took a dry towel from it and thoughtfully wrapped her head, "Then you have to wipe it dry, as wet your hair at night and sleeps will easily cause headaches."

Chi Xiaoye sat on the sofa chair, and Zhao Zhouhan stood behind her and carefully wiped her hair.

The hospital gown on his body is the largest, which is long enough, but it is too wide, and his sleeves are like buckets, which is very burdensome. He rolled up his sleeves twice and simply pushed them directly to his upper arm.

He also had a gunshot wound on his upper arm, and the bullet drilled in from one end and then from the other end. The bullet with the hook could stir up the flesh and bring out the flesh. This scar is often not smooth, but irregular in shape, with dark red and bulging surfaces, and it still feels hard to touch.

When he rolled his sleeves high and rubbed her hair, she saw, "When did this stay?"

When Zhao Zhouhan saw it, he said indifferently: "This... I can't remember it very clearly..."

How many scars do you need to get the sentence "I can't remember it very clearly"?!

Chi Xiaoye felt warm and suddenly hugged his arm and buried his face in his arms.

Zhao Zhouhan sat down slowly, hugged her, and patted her back one after another as if he was coaxing his son.

"Tell me, why did you suddenly do this?"

"I'm so afraid of losing you suddenly." She said in a low voice, as if she would come true if she said a little louder.

She also knew that this repetitive bad mood affected her mood and his rest. "Sorry, I can't control it. What happened three years ago is too close to me and I haven't adjusted it well yet."

So that's it.

Zhao Zhouhan hugged her even more tightly and said softly: "No need to apologize, I understand..."

He kept in touch with Professor Yang in private. Professor Yang said that Chi Xiaoye's situation is not strictly an amnesia, but memory blockade.

Because of hypnosis, her original memory is blocked and new memory is implanted. Once the hypnosis collapses and the memory is unlocked, then the implanted memory that does not belong to her can be archived, and her memory will be directly connected to the previous recent memory.

In other words, the year at Yalin Club was something that happened recently for her.

They had been three years to digest and forget the past, but she did not.

Zhao Zhouhan took her hand and said, "Sleep together?"

"What else do you think of when you are broken?"

"Don't think about it wrong, just sleep. Look at your dark circles coming out, and have a good sleep in bed tonight."

“That’s a single bed.”

"I can sleep, but I think the bed is too big."

“…”

The bedside lights were also turned off, and the two of them were lying on the bed in their arms. Outside the window, the night was bright and the stars were sparse, and the room was peaceful.

There was also an injury on his arm. Chi Xiaoye was afraid that he would hurt him, so he would raise his head from time to time.

"What are you doing, so dishonest?"

"Doesn't it hurt to press your arms?"

"Not compacted, there is a pillow, you can sleep more peacefully when you hold it."

"Does the wound still hurt?"

"The back of the head is no longer feeling, but the bridge of his nose is still hurt." As he said that, he turned his face and gently bit her ear, "It won't hurt if you kiss it."

Chi Xiaoye raised his knee and kicked him, calling him shameless.

"Stingy, this won't make that inaccurate, it's not happy to make you kiss me."

"Big Brother, you're injured."

"Can kissing aggravate the injury? If you are injured, can't you even have basic physiological needs?"

"Oh, I'm so annoying!!"
Chapter completed!