Nangong was also confused. At this moment, he was like a newborn baby, everything had returned to its original point.
"Yi, what's wrong with you? Ye, I'm Ling'er! Ye, you don't remember me, doctor, doctor -"
After confirming that he had really lost his memory, Mu Ling became more courageous. Great, it seemed that God was willing to help her.
"Also, my name?"
Nangong Yi murmured, this name is so familiar, is his name Yi?
"Yi, have you forgotten? You are Nangong Yi, the second young master of the Nangong Group. I am Mu Ling, your fiancée. You love me very much."
"I am Nangong Yi, you are Mu Ling, my fiancée, I love you very much——"
Nangong also repeated.
The other side of the world:
At Washington’s airport:
"My little right son, uncle misses you so much!"
As soon as your son got off the plane, he was hugged by a handsome middle-aged man. The man was very strong and very excited.
"Uncle, I'm sorry, I have to go back -"
You'er raised her head with difficulty, her face full of apologies. She had already made her decision, and she decided it on the plane.
She wanted to go back, but she regretted it. Why did she fly to the United States because of her cell disorder? She wanted to go back to find the iceberg, but she hadn't made it clear yet. How could she escape?
"Go back? What's wrong? You just came here and you have to go back."
Chu Yuheng was very puzzled. What happened to his right son? He looked very unhappy.
"Uncle, I want to go back to find someone. He bullied me, and I want to bully him back."
The right child muttered softly.
"It turns out that Xiao You'er is in love. Did he have a quarrel with his boyfriend? The brat in that family couldn't be Huangfu Ming!"
"No, his name is Nangong Yi——"
Fate plays tricks on people, and a momentary mistake may turn into a lifelong regret.
Some feelings, despite the changes of the world and the vicissitudes of life, always maintain the same promise.
Even if it is forgotten, even if it is blurred, the initial throbbing has penetrated deep into the bones and blood, and even if it turns into white bones, it is still deeply imprinted in the soul.
Two confused lines, no matter how far apart they are, are destined to intersect again.
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Dear, the first part is finished, and it’s time to go to college for the second part. Hehe, I added v. I don’t know how many other people are watching. Children who are still watching are excited!!!!
These two chapters are so depressing. It makes me write to death and makes me feel uncomfortable. Huh... take a breath——
Look at the fierce sparks created by the amnesia-less Nangong Er Shaohui and Youer's children's shoes. There are many beauties in the lower part, and there are many beauties. In short, the writing style is the same as the upper part, very relaxed.