"What is this? Why is there such a big scar on your head?" The wound was ten centimeters long on the back of Yun Anhao's head and extended to the bottom of his neck.

Sheng Yunfu's hands trembled and looked at Yun Anhao with unbelievable eyes, eager to know the answer.

Yun Anhao smiled helplessly and painfully, and slowly told the truth: "I had a car accident, which almost killed me. I lay in the ICU for three months and didn't remember anything when I woke up. I don't know who I am or who I love. The only thing left by my side is this ring."

He pulled a necklace from his neck. The pendant was a ring.

Sheng Yunfu excitedly holds the ring in her palm, and tears fall in clusters. This ring was given to her by Yun Anhao before she went abroad.

One by one, they agreed to wait for him to come back.

Unexpectedly, so many things happened when he went.

"Sorry, sorry." Sheng Yunfu suddenly jumped into Yun Anhao's arms and cried like a tearful man: "because of my willfulness, I almost lost you again. Why didn't you tell me earlier and let me misunderstand you for so long?"

The arm could not hold tight. Sheng Yunfu was afraid that Yun Anhao would disappear again and held him tightly in her arms.

Yun Anhao smiled bitterly: "I haven't recovered my memory for long. I wanted to come back soon, but something happened in South Africa. I must do it right away. Besides, I want to give you a surprise, otherwise I won't have the face to come back to see you."

"You bastard, you bastard made me wait so long." Sheng Yunfu cried and answered, "I don't want any surprises. I just want you to be safe."

Yun Anhao stretched out his hand to hold her tightly and nodded heavily: "I'm sorry, it's all my fault. We'll never separate from each other from now on."

Sheng Yunfu raised her eyes and looked at him with red eyes.

Suddenly he hugged his neck and blocked his lips.

Yun Anhao was stunned at first, and soon hugged Sheng Yunfu with joy. He turned away from the guest and responded to her aggressively and warmly.

……

On the big bed, Su Jin lay exhausted in Fu Siming's arms, and her long hair spread behind her head, giving her a messy beauty.

As soon as he entered the door, Fu Siming turned into a hungry wolf and cleaned her up.

Su Jin resisted his intimacy and said in horror, "I'm pregnant now. I can't do strenuous exercise with you."

Fu Sihui scraped her clean like peeling onions, and said in her ear in a hoarse voice, "I asked the doctor. It doesn't matter if it's light. I've been vegetarian for several months. Do you have the heart to let me hold your life?"

Su Jin calculated that there are still six months to have a baby and two months to recover after birth.

It's really pathetic that Fu Siming has to be a monk for eight months.

And she's stable now. She should be fine.

Su Jin was miserable lying in Fu Siming's arms, and some regretted his temporary weakness.

She was exhausted, but Fu Siming was still in high spirits.

He is like a demon in the picture. He comes out to look for food. He is the delicious food in his mouth.

He was drained of blood essence, but his skill increased greatly.

"What are you looking at?" Fu Siming watched Su brocade staring at him with big eyes, both sad and shy.

The ruddy little face was moist and elastic. Fu Siming couldn't help pinching her face.

Su Jin pinched his waist and said weakly, "are you human? I'm a pregnant woman. I've been bothering me for so long."

Fu Siming smiled: "is that why you look at me like this?"

"Otherwise, you think I'm fascinated by your face?"

Fu Sihui picked his eyebrow: "isn't it?"

Su Brocade: "

Well, she admitted it.

In order to hide her embarrassment, Su Jin yawned, buried her head in Fu Siming's arm and muttered, "I'm sleepy. I want to sleep."

Fu Siming didn't say anything, but just pulled up the quilt for her.

When she was about to go to bed, Su Jin suddenly said, "Hey, when I came back, why didn't I see Yunfu? Where has she gone?"

"Now you just remember, isn't it a little late?" Fu Siming's tone was a little spoiled.

Su Jin smiled awkwardly: "there are too many people today. I was negligent."

She looked up at Fu Siming and wanted an answer.

Fu Siming buried her head in his arms and only spit out two words: "sleep."

"Hey, you're so boring that you sleep before you finish talking." Su Jin's dissatisfied protest.

Fu Siming was slightly frowned by her noisy eyebrows, closed his eyes and said, "don't worry, she's taken care of."

"Ah, who is it?"

"Who else do you think?"

Su Jin suddenly returned to God and said happily, "Yun Anhao is back?"

"Yes." Fu Siming spilled a word from his throat and refused to say more.

……

Beautiful music is playing in the wide theater.

The lights on the stage were turned on and gathered into a small bright spot on the women in ballet clothes.

She sometimes stretches her arms and jumps on her face.

The slim figure danced with the beat of music.

Every movement is extremely beautiful, and every expression fascinates Yun Anhao.

He never thought that Sheng Yunfu could be so beautiful that it was suffocating.

She was like a fairy who fell into the world without a trace of smoke and anger.

The music stopped slowly, and Sheng Yunfu kept the ending action and didn't get up for a long time.

Yun Anhao came forward and helped her up.

When Sheng Yunfu looked up, he found that her face was full of tears.

"An Hao." Sheng Yunfu threw herself into Yun Anhao's arms and wept heartily: "it's my lifelong wish to dance on such a stage. Today my dream has come true, and I have no regrets."

Yun Anhao stretched out his finger, gently wiped the tears on her face and said with a smile: "fool, you will dance many times on this stage in the future. What are you crying about? You dance like an elf. It's suffocating. I'm the luckiest in my life to have you."

His words made Sheng Yunfu feel embarrassed: "your meat is not numb. My teeth will be sour when I say these words."

"No matter what you become, you are the most noble princess in my mind."

Sheng Yunfu tilted her head and said mischievously, "you said, no matter what I become, you will like me? When I can't walk one day, my hair is white and my back is hunched, do you like it? "

"If you can't walk, I'll push you. If your hair is white, I'll comb your hair. If your back is hunched, I'll hold you." Yun Anhao said very affectionately, holding Sheng Yunfu's small hand tightly: "I must die behind you, because I'm afraid that if I die, no one will take care of you."

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