"What are you talking about? Xiaoxiao, I know you don't remember what happened before, but I don't mind. When we are together, we will always remember it slowly. Just read the novel and go to www

Feng Ni still did not give up convincing her.

"Feng Tian, ​​listen to me first. Your wife Su Xiaoxiao died a year ago. Only the only witness at that time, Xier, saw it, was Su Xiaoxiao.

While dying, my soul traveled from another time and space to replace Su Xiaoxiao. Coincidentally, we have the same name, not that I am amnesia, not that I don’t remember what happened with you, but that I am not that you said at all.

Su Xiaoxiao, do you understand?"

Su Xiaoxiao tried her best to ease her tone. She was worried that Feng Qi could not accept it at all, and perhaps she didn't believe what she said.

"So, I can't follow you. The person I love is Ming Han, and I'm not your Xiaoxiao."[

Hearing this, Feng Qi looked at her in a daze, and this time, Su Xiaoxiao looked at him without hesitation. She saw that at that moment, the expression in Feng Qi's eyes changed unpredictable, and she was flickering with absolutely no courage.

Believe...

However, he did not say anything refuted.

Because during the days when he took Su Xiaoxiao away, he carefully observed Su Xiaoxiao. If she said that she had lost her past memory and could not remember what happened with him, then human habits would not

What has changed, Su Xiaoxiao is indeed different from what he remembers.

No matter how angry his smile is, he will not yell at him. His smile, even the action of eating is very elegant and moving. His smile does not like to eat chopped green onions, his smile,

I won't kick the quilt in a mess when I sleep, his smile, his smile...

Died a year ago?

Feng Qi looked at Su Xiaoxiao in front of him greedily, as if in front of him was still many years ago. Su Xiaoxiao, who held her hand and walked into the Murong family auditorium, was still so delicate and beautiful, but in those pupils,

But it's a completely different emotion.

He believed it, believed that his Xiaoxiao was dead, and that in this familiar body, there are other people's souls now, but he cannot face it.

He has been looking for her for so long, so long.

He loves Su Xiaoxiao, and loves him so hard that he will never see him for a day, like three autumns, three years, so many days...

Now I'm waiting for a message that she had died a year ago.

How can he face it and how can he accept it.

His body was cheered up and tilted against the wall again, staring at Su Xiaoxiao with his eyes tightly. He held the corner of his mouth bitterly and asked her with a trembling voice: "In other words, my Xiaoxiao will never come back again

, is that right?"

Su Xiaoxiao closed her eyes and nodded slightly.

If she could choose, she wanted to tell him other answers. If she could do it again, she would rather not meet her in the inn. In this way, he could still live with hope. Perhaps, those pairs with jokes and evil

There would not be such depressed and lifelessness in the charming eyes.

He said, "Thank you for telling me."

He said, "Thank you for letting me see Xiaoxiao again."

Su Xiaoxiao's head was drooping very low, and her nose was so sore. She turned her face, afraid that he would see the tears flashing in her eyes.

He said, "Xiaoxiao, can you hug me?"
Chapter completed!