Do you believe that there is a kind of love in the world? Even if years have passed, even if time reincarnates, even if the world is wasted, even if the world changes, even if spring goes and autumn comes, how many annual rings...
Still can't change, I'm still here, waiting by your side.
Three years passed, with ups and downs, spring passed and autumn came, and the branches in early spring had already sprouted new leaves, flourished and withered, day after day, year after year.
This mental hospital is located at the foot of a mountain. Not many passers-by pass by on the road outside for many years. Even if there are passers-by, they are just a few people in a hurry, and then they return to silence again.
This mental hospital is located in an environment similar to a prison. It is quiet, but it is very easy for patients to naturally calm down.
Bai Xinhui was wearing a blue and white striped hospital gown, standing at the window, stupidly watching the willow branches sprouting buds outside the window, the scene was prosperous and peaceful.
Her figure has long been tortured by the disease and has become thinner and thinner. Her thin body is hidden under the wide hospital gown, almost like a child.
Her long hair has long been cut off, leaving only a cute short hair. The dyed hair has long faded, and black hair has grown back. Now she is almost like the girl next door.
Her face had taken off its sharpness, taken off its sinisterness, and taken off all the expressions that did not belong to her, leaving only purity.
We should all try to forgive those who have hurt you in our memory, no matter how miserable, burdensome, and hateful she was in the past. At least her present is enough to make us feel sad.
There was a sound of opening the doorknob of the ward. Bai Xinhui turned around blankly, and a refreshing smile had already appeared in her pupils, "Xinhui, I'm here!"
This person is none other than Lin Jiacheng.
He is still wearing a clean white shirt, jeans, and academic glasses. His handsome face is not handsome, but he is very attractive, and he looks like a good family man.
After that year, the Lin family took Bai Xinhui out and placed her in this hospital.
No matter how Jin Zun asked about this matter, he never got the slightest hint from Lin Jiacheng. This was because Lin Jiacheng had made up his mind and was preparing to remove Bai Xinhui from a world that belonged to Jin Zun.
Obviously, he did the right thing.
In the past three years, Bai Xinhui's condition has been well controlled because she rested peacefully. Although she cannot fully recognize people and sometimes goes crazy, basically speaking, she is doing well.
At least he can smile silly, at least he can call him 'Jia Cheng', at least he doesn't know Bai Mu, but he can also call him 'Mom'...
Although, it is possible that she does not understand what mom means, although it is possible that she does not understand who Lin Jiacheng is.
But all this is enough to make Lin Jiacheng feel gratified and overjoyed. At least, his three years of waiting have been well rewarded.
The doctor also said that if her observation status in recent days was satisfactory, he could take her out of the hospital. This made Lin Jiacheng even more happy.
At this moment, he was holding a KFC Family Bucket in his hand comically. He stood at the door of the room and smiled at her. Then he walked over and placed the Family Bucket in his hand on the table. "Xinhui, do you want to eat this?
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He opened it, and when he raised his head, he saw her eyes light up, and then she quickly walked over, grabbed the chicken nuggets with her hands, and stuffed them into her mouth. Her soft and white palms, because they had not seen much sunlight for many years, were even more...
Appears white and translucent.
At this moment, such a hand is doing such an inappropriate action. If it were Bai Xinhui in the past, she would never do it.
He took her hand and looked at her bright red mouth with burning eyes, which was still stained with some debris. "Xin Hui likes it?" He asked deliberately, and she nodded, looking a little scared.
Looking at him. "So, what are you going to call me?"
She hesitated for a while, then whispered: "Jia Cheng..."
"Hey," he smiled and responded lightly.
But he persisted and said: "Who is Jiacheng from Xinhui?"
She stared at the chicken wings inside and answered him almost perfunctorily: "Jia Cheng is Xin Hui's husband." One sentence was fluent and clear, almost as if she had rehearsed it thousands of times.
He let her go and let the latter grab the grilled chicken wings inside, but a faint bitter smile escaped from the corner of his mouth.
"Who is Jiacheng from Xinhui?" "Jiacheng is Xinhui's husband." Two sentences, two sentences to himself. He asked her this almost every day for three years.
, as if to let her remember him forever.
Even if one day, she forgets everyone, she will only remember him, Lin Jiacheng.
Isn't he very selfish?
From the very beginning, I taught her the lesson over and over again, and from then on, she answered the questions fluently, with almost no need for daze or hesitation.
She forgot who Jin Zun was and whose husband Jin Zun was, but she could only remember that Jiacheng was Xinhui's husband.
His eyes flashed with pain as he watched the latter grabbing the chicken wings with his familiar hands, biting them like a child, eating with relish. He still remembered that she saw this from a TV commercial one day, and she kept making noises.
She yelled at him to buy it for her.
The former Bai Xinhui did not like these junk foods; the former Bai Xinhui would not overeat in order to be beautiful and maintain her figure; the former Bai Xinhui was beautiful, dignified, generous, and gentle.
The current Bai Xinhui loves these junk foods like a child; the current Bai Xinhui will never be full no matter how much she eats, and will never think about losing weight; the current Bai Xinhui, silly, with dull eyes, only eats every day
He knows how to laugh happily, but he doesn't recognize people. He can't recognize people, and he can't answer you, "Who is Jin Zun?" He often thought about it, thought about it repeatedly, and thought about it every day for three years.
Is this kind of Bai Xinhui good or bad?
In the end, only Lin Jiacheng existed in her life. She finally completely abandoned Jin Zun in her life...
But, is Bai Xinhui like this good or bad?
But at least, she finally belonged to him completely. Even if she was crazy and stupid, he just thought that she was sick, very, very seriously ill.
Just like this, every time he told Zhezhe, telling Zhezhe that his mother had long forgotten him, 'Mom is just sick, she has the same disease as Zhezhe...' He lowered his eyes and looked at her eating with gusto.
It looked like there was a little bit of sauce on her nose and crumbs on her mouth. She couldn't help but curl her lips, raised her big palms, and touched her shoulders. Maybe it would be better for Bai Xinhui like this.
She might live a happier life without Jin Zun.
She doesn't know her schedule or worries every day. She only knows how to eat, sleep, wake up, and continue eating when she wakes up. This kind of carefree life may be the most suitable for her.