Even if she wanted to forget, he would make her remember everything at all costs.

He wanted her to understand that what they had experienced could not be easily erased by simply forgetting it.

He wanted her to know that he had caused her great pain, but they had also had intimate memories and extremely happy days.

He still remembers that mood and atmosphere.

He didn't care about everything about her, he didn't treat her enthusiasm in a perfunctory way, and he didn't just muddle along with her.

He still remembered that he was sitting in the yard holding a stack of documents and she was blowing soap bubbles like an innocent little girl. He would not forget that he was lazily leaning at the door and she was sitting on the swing.

, swaying her long beautiful legs, waving to him, calling Ah Feng to come over and push her. He will not forget that in the dead of night, she would sit cross-legged in front of the TV, watch a horror movie, and then scare herself

When she arrived, she ran into his arms and acted like a baby.

He remembers every detail of ordinary life clearly.

But at that time, I always thought that it was just a habit.

Little did he know that this habit was called love.

When he suddenly realized, he regretted it beyond words. The girl he had been accustomed to for so many years had completely withdrawn from his life.

Over the years, every time he thought of these things, he felt extremely sad and painful.

When he closed his eyes, they were all Xue Ning's shadows. When he dreamed back at midnight, it was also the scene when Xue Ning jumped into the sea in front of him. Such determination, such calmness, and so free and unrestrained, it had no influence on him at all.

Nostalgic.

He didn't believe that she could really delete so many past memories from her mind so easily.

He could feel that this woman still loved him, but she had temporarily closed the door to her heart and refused to let anyone open it.

"Can't you find it? You really can't find it, right? Okay, I'll help you find it together until you remember everything." Gao Lingfeng picked up Lu Xuening and walked straight to the swing frame.

He went over and placed Lu Xuening on the swing frame.

"Put me down, Gao Lingfeng, I want to come down." Lu Xuening shouted frantically as if she had been touched.

Gao Lingfeng had already swung the swing and pushed her forward.

The gate of memory opened at that moment, and the past flashed through my mind, so clear and profound.

In the memory, the pretty and beautiful woman was sitting on the swing, swinging her long black hair, letting out a string of laughter like silver bells, laughing: "A Feng, push it up a little bit, push it up a little bit more. Fly.

Get up, I'm going to fly, oh, I'm going to fly."

"Look at you, there is sweat on your forehead, wipe it quickly." The gentle man took out a handkerchief and wiped it carefully for the woman.

The woman blinked her eyes and looked at him very delicately, while hugging the man's waist: "A Feng, can you push me every day from now on?"

"Okay." The man smiled lightly.

"Can you push me for the rest of my life?" The woman smiled warmly.

"Okay." The man replied calmly and softly.

"Ah Feng, do you agree to marry me? I think you just proposed, don't regret it, do you hear me?" The woman hugged the man's neck, "You have to be good to me all your life.
Chapter completed!