Mi Ruo didn't quite understand what Anyarou meant, or she didn't want to understand, but Anyarou didn't give her a specious chance.
"Li Yan married you because he needed a wife to complete the necessary means to inherit the great cause of Yanhuang Group. He doesn't have to have any worries or a lot of troubles when choosing you. You are an illegitimate daughter with no background.
I'm different."
Having said this, Anyarou raised his head and looked at her, "Do you still remember how your mother, Aunt Lan, died?"
"...My mother?" Mi Ruo was extremely panicked and frightened in her heart. Some vaguely painful images appeared in her mind.
"It can be said that it was Li Yan who killed all the people closest to you. If there is anything you still don't understand, you can go to the Anxin Town Orphanage and have a look."
"Orphanage?"
"Yes, orphanage," An Yarou nodded, "When you left Nancheng, you went to Anxin Town and worked in an orphanage with Luo Yuan. If you want to know what happened to you at that time,
You can go to the orphanage director and ask."
As she said that, she handed Mi Ruo a business card, "In addition, I also know a psychotherapist. This is her business card. She can help you with hypnotherapy. It's not difficult to restore your memory. It's just that
It’s just to see if someone really wants you to regain your memory.”
Anya glanced at her softly and pointedly. Mi Ruo stood up in panic after hearing this, "Why do I need a psychotherapist?! I don't need it!"
She subconsciously resisted and didn't want to recover her memories. The more she knew, the scarier those memories would be for her.
Anyarou stared at her coldly, "You don't have to believe me now, but are you sure that it doesn't matter if you continue to lose your memory like this for the rest of your life and can't remember anyone or anything important to you? If one day Luo Yuan really dies,
And you have regained your memory, you have missed everything that is important to you, and it will be too late for you to regret it at that time!"
Mi Ruo almost ran away. When she got home, she threw herself on the bed. She took leave and slept with her head covered at home, but she still couldn't fall asleep. The next day, she came to the dance practice room with two panda eyes.
Her appearance frightened the students, and she made frequent mistakes during the teaching process. Everyone could see that something was wrong with her, and Mi Ruo felt bad about it, so she simply let the students practice their basic skills on their own.
She repeatedly warned herself to put aside all her thoughts from last night to the present, but when she opened her bag and saw the business card An Yarou gave her, her heart suddenly became cold.
"...Recovering memory is actually not that difficult. It just depends on whether someone really wants you to recover your memory...If one day Luo Yuan really dies and you recover your memory, you will have missed everything that is right for you.
It’s something very important for you, and then it will be too late for you to regret it!”
These words were always lingering in her heart, making her eyes darken as she thought about it. She grabbed her business card and came out of the lounge, but accidentally bumped into someone, and most of the cup of coffee she was holding was spilled on her.
On oneself.
The coffee that had just been brewed was a bit hot. Although most of it was spilled on her clothes, a lot of it was also splashed on her exposed hands. The stinging feeling made Mi Ruo's eyes wet. She wiped them on her clothes randomly.
I wiped my hands without stopping.
The orphanage An Yarou mentioned was in Anxin Town, 100 miles away from Nancheng. Mi Ruo immediately took a taxi and spent more than two hours arriving at the entrance of the orphanage.
Through the bars of the gate, she saw the back of Director Wang of the orphanage at a glance.
This back view is no stranger to her...
All the strength in her body seemed to be suddenly exhausted here. Mi Ruo stood at the door of the orphanage, unable to walk a step. People passing by her were surprised to see this woman who smelled of coffee all over her body and looked like she was sweating profusely.
woman, soon passers-by came over to ask.
Dean Wang also looked over curiously, and Mi Ruo suddenly saw the surprised expression on her face.
"Mi Ruo? You're back!" Dean Wang came over and hugged her, "Are you okay?"
Dean Wang didn't know about Mi Ruo's amnesia after returning to Nancheng, and mistakenly thought that she was coming back to see the children, with a very happy expression on her face, "The children are still talking about you. After you and Mr. Li go back, one o'clock
There is no news about you, so we are worried about you."
Mi Ruo hesitated to speak, but she could see the sincerity in Dean Wang's eyes. She swallowed all the sobs back into her stomach, stared straight into Dean Wang's eyes, and asked: "Dean, can you tell me
Me, everything that happened after I came to the orphanage?”
————Raowu "Satan President Chasing His Fugitive Wife" ————
I don't know what words should be used to describe Mi Ruo's current mood.
She stayed in the orphanage for less than two hours. After Dean Wang told her everything, she hurried back to Nancheng, but she didn't know where to go. Later, by some strange mistake, she returned to the practice room.
She didn't want to go back to Haike Yingzhou. That place didn't belong to her originally, and going back made her feel uncomfortable.
She had been sitting on the wooden floor of the practice room, supporting her head with her hands, closing her eyes, and her heart was up and down. After a while, Hao Miaomiao called and said he wanted to have dinner with her.
"Okay, I'm in the practice room. Come over here." She responded casually and hung up the phone.
The coffee stains on her clothes were almost dry after covering them for a day, leaving light brown stains. Looking at the stains, she felt a little thirsty. Although there was no tear, she felt that the water in her body was unknown.
It completely evaporated, as if someone had grabbed her head and feet and twisted them hard, wringing out all her self-righteousness and unrealism, splattering all over the floor.
Even if she hated, resented, or resisted Li Yan, she would never have thought that he could be so scary.
"Mi Ruo, why are you sitting on the ground?" At some point, Hao Miaomiao had opened the door and walked into the practice room. He was shocked to see her sitting on the ground alone.
"Can you get me a glass of boiled water?"
Mi Ruo's voice was a little hoarse and her face was very ugly. Hao Miaomiao had never seen her like this before. He poured a glass of water in a panic, "Are you okay? Are you feeling uncomfortable? You were fine the past two days, and this is...
What's wrong? Could it be because of Li Yan again? "
In Hao Miaomiao's opinion, there is no other man but Li Yan who can make Mi Ruo look less like a human than a ghost.
Mi Ruo smiled self-deprecatingly and was noncommittal, but she was thinking in her heart that it was indeed related to him.
After a pause, she took a deep breath, raised her eyelids and looked at Hao Miaomiao feebly, and asked: "Miaomiao, do you think I should find a psychotherapist for hypnosis and restore my previous memories?"