In the afternoon, Mi Ruo pushed a supermarket shopping cart and stood on a crowded elevator, recalling the information about Butterfly Island on the computer.
It could be clearly seen in that picture that it was an island surrounded by the sea, which reminded her of her previous dream.
That small wooden house, as well as the thorns and the sound of the sea, were so real. It didn't seem like a dream at all, but rather like rediscovering bits and pieces of the past.
If this is true, then why does Li Yan look so scary in the dream? It is very different from what he saw during the day. Which one is the real him?
Mi Ruo shook her head, unable to think of the reason, simply thinking about nothing.
She pushed the shopping cart down the elevator, picked a bottle of yogurt from the freezer, and walked to the vegetable area. She squinted slightly, picked two more broccoli and put them in the shopping cart.
Think about it, her "husband" is very trustworthy and will put a stack of money on the table before going out to work. The amount is definitely more than ordinary people can imagine.
After buying the necessary things from the supermarket, Mi Ruo began to feel worried after returning home. Li Yan said that she was not good at cooking. It seemed that was true. Faced with so many ingredients, she really didn't know where to start.
There was a dull phone ringing, and she followed the sound and searched around the house before finding the cordless phone under the pillow.
As soon as she pressed the answer button, she heard a passionate and indignant soprano yelling at her: "Mi Ruo, are you mistaken? Li Yan said you have lost your memory again. Tell me, are you pretending again this time?"
Yes, he is not with me now, tell me, this is not true, right? You must have lied to him, right? Let me tell you, we are good sisters, you can't treat me like this."
Pretending to have amnesia? Good sisters? Who does this soprano come from?
Because the sound coming from the phone was too harsh, it not only made her eardrums buzz, but also her temples on both sides started to beat faintly. She subconsciously took the phone away from her side.
In just a few seconds, an image of a fierce, tall and sexy girl with a bird's nest hair popped into her mind.
A strange yet familiar name jumped out—Hao Miaomiao?
Her name is Hao Miaomiao? Is she her college classmate? Is this fierce woman her good sister? She is not sure.
Mi Ruo rubbed her painful temples, confused by the looming situation in her mind.
Another roar came from the phone, "Mi Ruo, are you listening? Don't think you can escape by putting the phone away!"
"Hey? How did you know that I put the phone aside?" Could this fierce woman be clairvoyant?
The woman on the phone almost vomited blood, "Where are you?"
Mi Ruo laughed and said, "It was you who came to my house. You still don't know where I am?"
"Okay, just wait, I'll be here right away!"
After saying that, without waiting for Mi Ruo's consent, Hao Miaomiao hung up the phone. Mi Ruo thought, it seems that he is indeed her good friend, otherwise how could he know her so well? Moreover, he also knew where she lived.
Hao Miaomiao arrived just in time to solve her problem of eating. Hao Miaomiao went into the kitchen to look at the ingredients and prepared a table of meals in no time.
When Hao Miaomiao came, she also brought a few bottles of beer. During the meal, she couldn't help but open the beer can, raised her head and drank it down.
Looking at her bold image, Mi Ruo was sure that her memory was slowly recovering. Although it was only a little bit, it was gradually recovering. The way Hao Miaomiao drank made her feel very familiar and happy. She thought
, the two of them must have often stayed together.
Hao Miaomiao put down the beer can and said, "You are finally back. You don't know that I have been worried about you since your leg was injured." Her eyes fell on Mi Ruo's leg, full of heartache.
Mi Ruo smiled: "It's okay, I don't feel much. What about you, how are you?"
Hao Miaomiao shook her head, "Not so good. Not long after you went to Anxin Town, my boyfriend and I broke up. Hey, who can say for sure about relationships? Didn't you also divorce Li Yan?"
Mi Ruo paused with her chopsticks.
Hao Miaomiao patted her head and said, "Damn it, look at me, I don't mention any pot."
"It's okay," Mi Ruo shrugged nonchalantly, put a piece of broccoli into her mouth, her eyes lit up, "Wow, the food you cooked is so delicious."
"If it's delicious, eat more of it," Hao Miaomiao smiled proudly, "You used to eat and drink with me."
"Really? Then tell me how we met." Mi Ruo asked with a smile.
Rather than recovering bit by bit, it is better to recover all at once, and while Hao Miaomiao is present, I can ask her about some past events.
"Okay." Hao Miaomiao couldn't wait to tell her how they met in college.
Mi Ruo listened attentively, and Hao Miaomiao not only explained clearly the process of how the two met, but also the past between her and Li Yan.
Every time when she heard about Li Yan's evil deeds, Mi Ruo couldn't help but put a chopstick into her mouth and chew hard.
The memories of past events in my mind are not as expected. Some things have no impression at all, and some things are just a vague shadow.
After the meal, the two seemed to be in tune with each other as before.
As he talked, Hao Miaomiao suddenly became very frustrated, fell on the side of the sofa and began to complain.
"Why are you so stubborn? Should I say that you are too filial, or should I say that you are good? I always thought that even if you didn't choose Yan Shaojun, you would choose someone like Senior Luo Yuan to marry. Who?
I didn’t know that you had been choosing and choosing, but you actually decided to marry Li Yan! As a result, they got divorced not long after they got married! By the way, do you still remember? It was you who told me that when you two were arguing about the marriage certificate,
Li Yan desperately dragged you to get married. Who can believe that you two divorced after only half a year? It is really a flash marriage worthy of the name... You said you, when the Civil Affairs Bureau is run by your family, you will get married if you say marriage, and divorce if you say it
Just get a divorce? When you have nothing to do, you like to waste our taxpayers’ money, and you actually run away from home because of love, and you even pretend to have amnesia! Mi Ruo, Mi Ruo, why do you think you are so tolerant?”
Hao Miaomiao was sobbing and talking incoherently. As soon as her eyes came into contact with Mi Ruo's left leg, she felt even sadder.
She knew that Mi Ruo was actually in love with Li Yan, but she never thought that Mi Ruo's love would be so fierce that it would bring her to this point. Even if she got divorced and became an abandoned wife, she would still have amnesia and become disabled...
The more she thought about it, the sadder and sadder she became, and the tears fell again.
Mi Ruo saw her crying and became at a loss. At this time, the phone at home rang, and she hurried to answer it.
"Are you at home?" It was Li Yan's voice.
"Yeah, I'm here."
"Have you eaten? If not, I will order takeout for you."
"No, Miaomiao is here, we just ate."
The man on the other end of the phone suddenly became nervous, "Who did you say is here? Hao Miaomiao?!"