Does my wife remember me today?

Chapter 11

Not to mention Qiu Yang, I really forgot that I still have female fans on WeChat.

My original intention was to pretend to be a fan and slowly get close to my wife so that he could get acquainted with me, but as a result, he felt deja vu as soon as he saw me.Anyway, I have already talked to my wife, and it’s useless to pretend to be. I wanted to change the avatar and gender back quickly. When I turned to the chat bar, I saw my wife’s name, and I couldn’t help but click on his chat box .

A piece of kitten cake: Good evening, Xia Xia.

Xia Xia responded quickly this time.

Xia Hai: Good evening.

I was about to say something more when a new message popped up.

Xia Hai: Are you, Ji Chu's younger sister?

My brain and fingers are stuck at the same time.

... When I was talking about myself with my wife that day, I forgot to add WeChat.

Seeing that I didn't reply, the phone vibrated, and another line of text appeared on WeChat.

Xia Hai: Then do you still remember what happened between me and him?I... I can't remember.

Xia Hai: Is your brother busy at work?Because I forgot about him, he hasn't returned to China these days, and I'm worried that his work will be delayed.

I was taken aback, and a little moved.

The surprise is that, not to mention that I was originally a fictitious "sister", the ID of Kitty Cake is me from the beginning to the end. Even if there is such a person, what if someone else pretends to be it?How could he be so defenseless?

What moved me was that he was really concerned about this matter these past few days, grasping every detail and wanting to recall me.

My original intention to tease him was extinguished in an instant, and I typed out: I'm sorry, Xia Xia, I am Ji Chu [sad] [sad].

Now it's my wife's turn to not reply for a long time. I was afraid that he would be angry, so I quickly explained.

A piece of kitten cake: Before I went abroad, I asked Qiu Yang on the sidelines, you didn't think of me, didn't you guys visit the class at that time, I, I came up with such a not-so-brilliant idea in a hurry...

A piece of cat cake: I changed my gender and avatar because I was afraid that you would find male fans awkward!Xia Xia, don't be angry.

When it was over, my wife still didn't reply.

I'm a little nervous, won't he be angry?According to his previous temper, he probably wouldn't...

A piece of kitty cake: Xia Xia, are you still there?

no reply.

Just when I was feeling uneasy, the doorbell of my room rang.

I can't help wondering: "Who is it?" I don't seem to have called room service.

I got off the bed with messy hair, stepped on my slippers and opened the door.

When I opened the door, my wife stood in front of me without saying a word.

He pursed his lips, seemingly hesitant to speak, and looked at me deeply with his beautiful eyes, his expression was a little heavy, but with a hint of loneliness.

I seldom see him show a similar expression, what's wrong?

I tentatively said, "Xia...Xia Xia?"

Are you really angry?

My wife still didn't speak, but those eyes never moved away from my face, which made me mutter.

I was still wondering when my wife became so angry, but my wife finally stepped in and closed the door of my room behind my back with a "click".

I:? ? ?

This is?

Could it be that after the wife lost her memory, she became 1?

No, now is not the time to think about it, is it? !

I shook my head to shake off those weird thoughts.

What if the wife suddenly changes to 1?

I...I do 0 with tears in my eyes?

...Wait, why did I remember these things again?

All kinds of wild thoughts are still entangled in my mind, and the wife in front of me has finally changed from a jpg to a gif——

He took a sudden step forward, then reached out and hugged me.

???

His face was buried on my shoulders, I couldn't see his expression, I could only feel the strength of his arms hugging my back gradually, as if confirming the authenticity of this embrace.

I froze for a moment, feeling uncomfortable being held too tightly by him, but I still gently stroked my hands on his back, half to comfort and half to appease: "Xia Xia, are you okay?" ?”

He didn't reply, but I could feel the person in my arms gradually relax, and I continued to pat him on the back: "What's wrong?"

By the time my wife spoke, we had been hugging for 3 minutes.We didn't speak during the period, and my hand still patted his back intermittently.

He still didn't let go, resting his head on the back of my neck.

His voice was hoarse: "I'm sorry."

Me: "... huh? Why did you suddenly apologize."

The wife said to herself: "I still didn't think of you, I'm sorry."

I was a little surprised why he suddenly said: "It's okay, I'm not in a hurry."

Then I belatedly realized that my wife didn't come because of the cat cake: "You thought...you were angry because of me pretending to be a female fan."

My wife shook her head on my shoulder: "How come? I...I have no right to be angry with you now. "

"In the past two days, I have been thinking of various ways to remember you. Have we been together for a long time? I have seen many things and have impressions, but when I want to recall them carefully, my mind is blank."

I hugged his hand tightly.

He paused, and continued: "No matter what about WeChat, no matter whether I have forgotten you or not, you still consider it from my point of view."

Although my wife, you are right to say that... I whispered in my heart, there was another reason why I did this at the time, and it was because I was afraid that you would blackmail me.

Of course, now that my wife is taking the initiative to throw her arms around me, a good No. 1 who knows how to read words will never spoil this rare atmosphere. When he said that, I naturally continued to coax him: "Old... that, Xia Xia, it's okay Yes, don't put too much pressure on yourself..."

His head lowered an inch: "You are so kind to me. Whether it is now or before. "

I always blush, that's not... My wife, if you are not good to you, who is good to you?

"I can feel," my wife sniffed at my shoulder, "that no one has ever been so nice to me."

My hand that patted his back froze.

He had said exactly the same thing to me before.

"you are so kind to me."

"No one has ever treated me as well as you have."

"Really... I feel really lucky right now."

My nose suddenly felt a little sore.

Regardless of the past or the future, whether awake or forgotten, the bond between us has not been severed.

I lightly held his shoulders, carefully placed his whole body in front of me, and ended the long hug.

"It's good that you still have me in your subconscious and you can still feel me," I patted his cheek with my hand, "Let's work hard together, but don't think too much, okay?"

He nodded, blushing: "OK."

There was a brighter light in his eyes than usual, and he looked at me intently, the gloom on his face just now had completely dissipated.

My room is located on the upper floors of the hotel, and the night in early spring still falls quickly, with moonlight filtering in through the clouds.This is not a bustling area, looking down from the huge floor-to-ceiling windows, some sparse lights are lazily on, making this night leisurely and beautiful.

I turned my head and looked at the sky through the unstained window. The moon was half hidden and I couldn't see the stars.

That's right, the stars are all in the eyes of the people in front of me.

"Hmm..." My wife let out a soft nasal sound.

I pulled his chin and kissed him.

He was surprised for a second, and then obediently let me get whatever I wanted.

I closed my eyes and gently deepened the kiss, scenes flashed in my mind.

I saw the scarlet cherry blossoms that we had seen together all over the sky. Under the brilliant and intense snow-falling flowers, his face was as red as the faint pink cherry blossoms on the branches.

I saw the sea and the beach we had been to, and I could hear the vaguely soothing and clean piano sound in the distance. In the blue sea and blue sky, I saw him standing not far from me, turning his head and smiling at me, silently speaking with his lips. Talk about love in my heart.

I saw us wrapping ourselves tightly together to squeeze into the subway. I held on to the railing, and he lowered his head facing the subway door, worrying that he would be recognized, while quietly stuffing his hand into my palm.

I saw that in the winter evening, he was wearing the setting sun, pointing to the two little snowmen piled up beside him, took off the scarf around his neck, carefully surrounded the two snowmen, and said: Look, this way We won't be cold anymore.

It wasn't until we were both a little short of breath that I reluctantly separated.

His eyes were covered with a thin layer of water vapor, and his cheeks were dyed the color of crimson cherry.

The more I watched, the more I liked it, and I couldn't help pecking his lips several times.

My wife is now completely "lay down and let you do it", not only that, but from my current point of view, there is even a little... If you want to refuse, welcome?

I feel like I'm only 0.1 second away from turning into a beast.

And within this 0.1 second, I stood up again and tidied up my clothes.

My wife will get up at five o'clock tomorrow, so let's...not torment him.

I resentfully restrained my urge.

I'm really a peerless good 1.

Ugh.

"Come on, Xia Xia," I took his hand, "I'll take you back to your room."

"Ah? Oh..." My wife was stunned for a moment, probably not knowing why I had to "send" the elevator.

"I hate you, but I don't want to delay your work, so I will stay with you for a while longer." Seeing him looking over, I told the truth, anyway, I don't want money for shame, and I won't lose a piece of meat if I say it.

Sure enough, when I said that, my wife stopped insisting and followed me into the elevator.

"By the way, I heard from Qiu Yang that there seems to be an illegitimate meal for you these two days. I don't know if you have left. You should pay attention." After all, the elevator is monitored and you can't do whatever you want, so I told him about the illegitimate child. thing.My wife nodded, and I thought to myself that he should have more experience in these matters than me, so I didn't say any more.

The elevator bell rang, I pulled him out of the elevator, and unexpectedly saw Qiu Yang who was waiting for the elevator again.

Qiu Yang: "Brother Ji, good evening, Xia Xia, I didn't see anything."

I raised my chin towards him, indicating that I got it, you can go now.

In order to prevent him from coming to my room and we chatting, and I going to his room and we chatting again, I just stood at the door of my wife's room and didn't go in: "Good night."

The author has something to say:

When I was writing this chapter, I was listening to "Flower Branch Spring Field", Bucai's voice is really too gentle