It was already getting dark. When Zhan Yiyang returned to the special care ward where Xu Rongrong was located, Xu Rongrong was still sleeping.
Zhan Yiyang covered her with a quilt and went out to buy Xu Rongrong's favorite chicken porridge, then sat on the bed next to her and read the newspaper.
Today's morning paper is really selling like hot cakes. Not only the citizens of City A have one copy, but even the hospital has ordered many copies.
Because the sales of the morning newspaper were so popular, even the evening newspaper also became popular.
The idle citizens were looking forward to seeing more exciting topics than in the morning.
What Zhan Yiyang was holding was sent to him intentionally by the hospital out of fear that he would be bored.
He smiled lightly, looked at the newspaper in his hand, and opened the front in boredom.
However, at first glance, Zhan Yiyang was very surprised.
I saw in the center of the newspaper written in bright red Song font, "Ouyang Jiaojiao, the only daughter of the Ouyang family, was announced to be expelled from the family. She does not know whether she is alive or dead."
Below the words is the reporter's detailed account. From Ouyang Ye's anger to Ouyang Jiaojiao being taken away, the entire incident was published in the newspaper.
"I didn't expect Ouyang Jiaojiao to be kicked out of the house." Zhan Yiyang closed the newspaper, leaned his head on the quilt, and murmured softly.
"However, this is probably her fault." Zhan Yiyang lowered his eyelids.
He is older than Ouyang Jiaojiao, and naturally much more mature than her. Many years ago, he saw clearly the nature of Ouyang Ye, a selfish and profit-seeking person. There must be a purpose for pampering Ouyang Jiaojiao so much. But Ouyang Jiaojiao couldn't see it.
I understand, I really thought that this father really loved me, and then relied on this so-called love to act willfully, and in the end, it led to the tragedy of being expelled from the house.
But this has nothing to do with him anymore. When Ouyang Jiaojiao tried to hurt Xu Rongrong, those childhood friendships had disappeared.
Ouyang Jiaojiao lives and dies and has nothing to do with Zhan Yiyang.
Thinking like this, Zhan Yiyang turned his attention away from the newspaper. The next second, he heard Xu Rongrong's ejaculation.
"Ah, it hurts." Xu Rongrong gritted her teeth, and the pain on her head was so intense that she couldn't help but scream.
"Rongrong." Zhan Yiyang suddenly jumped off the bed and came to Xu Rongrong in three steps and two steps at a time. Not surprisingly, he saw her crying in pain.
"Rongrong, where does it hurt?" Zhan Yiyang squatted down with his tall body, held Xu Rongrong's right hand with both hands, and asked her anxiously, "Rongrong, where does it hurt? Does it matter?"
"Headache, my head hurts so much." Xu Rongrong shouted incoherently. The pain in her head was so intense that she could hardly speak.
"Headache?" Zhan Yiyang, who came quickly and calmly, was also a little flustered, but after all, his decades of military career were not in vain. Zhan Yiyang quickly adjusted his heart, which was in chaos due to concern, and then looked at the matter in front of him.
Make the most correct judgment.
Zhan Yiyang first pressed the call bell on the bedside. When the nurses and doctors rushed here, his slightly rough hands held Xu Rongrong's temples, and then he gently rubbed his temples with his fingertips, trying to help her.
She relieves headaches.
"Does it still hurt, Rongrong?" After rubbing it for about a minute, Zhan Yiyang didn't hear Xu Rongrong's cry of pain, so he lowered his head and asked her softly.
However, what answered him was the sound of slightly heavy breathing.
Zhan Yiyang stopped his fingers and looked at Xu Rongrong who was sleeping soundly. He shook his head and covered her with a quilt.
At this time, the doctors who were called by the bell also arrived outside the door.
"Major General, what happened to Madam?" The doctor opened the door and walked in.
"Rongrong said she has a headache, come and see what's going on." Although Xu Rongrong had fallen asleep, Zhan Yiyang was still worried and recounted her situation to the doctor.
The doctor stepped forward and looked at Xu Rongrong's face, forehead temperature, and blood color under his eyes. He confirmed that Xu Rongrong was fine and that he just had a headache caused by sleeping for too long. Zhan Yiyang was relieved.
After sending the doctors away, it was already dark. Zhan Yiyang touched the chicken porridge that had become a little cold. Thinking about the doctor's instructions not to let Xu Rongrong sleep for too long, he decided to wake her up.
"Rongrong, wake up quickly and eat." Zhan Yiyang gently pinched the tip of Xu Rongrong's nose and called her softly and affectionately, just like when she had not forgotten it.
As if being disturbed by Zhan Yiyang's gentle and lingering tone, Xu Rongrong's long eyelashes trembled slightly before opening his eyes.
At first glance, what caught Xu Rongrong's eyes was Zhan Yiyang's handsome and tough face.
"You are so good-looking." Xu Rongrong was attracted by Zhan Yiyang's face, staring at Zhan Yiyang with his eyes motionless, and did not forget to express his feelings in a small voice.
At this moment, Xu Rongrong is cute and cute. Her big, clean and clear eyes hang on her somewhat pale face. Although her mouth is not as rosy as before, it is still pink. Although she is nearly thirty years old, her skin is still that of a girl.
It is as smooth and translucent as ever, with no fine lines at the corners of the eyes.
This kind of Xu Rongrong is as beautiful as a delicate porcelain doll, and people can't help but care and love her in their hearts.
But now Zhan Yiyang was not in the mood to appreciate Xu Rongrong's beauty. His heart fell to the bottom with Xu Rongrong's words, "You are so beautiful."
But Zhan Yiyang hates people saying she is good-looking, because... Xu Rongrong said this, which means she has forgotten...
Forgot again.
It's hard to describe the feeling in Zhan Yiyang's heart at this moment. It felt like vinegar mixed with boiled water, like eating immature hawthorn, or taking a bite of unripe lime.
The sadness all over the world, with unparalleled sadness, poured into Zhan Yiyang's heart.
He took a deep breath and closed his eyes.
There is a 70% chance that it will come true in the end.
There was a haggard smile on Zhan Yiyang's lips. He opened his eyes and looked at Xu Rongrong, who had been staring at him blankly. He forced himself to come out of his sad state, "Rongrong, are you hungry? Does your head still hurt?
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"Did I have a good relationship with you before?" However, what surprised Zhan Yiyang was that Xu Rongrong did not answer his question. Instead, he asked with a confused look if she had ever been familiar with him.
This gave Zhan Yiyang a glimmer of hope in his heart. He hoped that Xu Rongrong had not forgotten it, and he did not pray that he could remember all their past, but at least he could still remember who abducted her.
Thinking of this, he couldn't help but look at Xu Rongrong expectantly, "Rongrong, do you know who I am? No, do you remember who you are?"
Xu Rongrong frowned in thought, while Zhan Yiyang stood beside the hospital bed, his heart beating like thunder, and he was even more nervous than when he first entered the special forces unit.
However, to his disappointment, Xu Rongrong shook his head, "I don't remember you, nor anyone else."
"No, I don't remember." Zhan Yiyang lowered his eyelids in disappointment. After a moment, he raised his head with a forced smile, "It doesn't matter if you don't remember, Rongrong, you will remember me again."
"Well, I don't remember who you are, but I always feel that you are so familiar, as if I have known you before." Xu Rongrong sat up from the hospital bed, held his chin with one hand, and looked at the lost and depressed man in front of him,
I feel a little distressed and a little moved in my heart.
"You, don't be sad. Seeing you sad makes me feel even sadder." Xu Rongrong raised his right hand and gently touched Zhan Yiyang's face with his fingertips, but Zhan Yiyang held him tightly.
Right hand.
"Rongrong, it's okay. You will be fine. When experts work out a method to eliminate the virus, you will remember me." Zhan Yiyang smiled at Xu Rongrong, trying to dispel the sad atmosphere in the room just now.
He picked up the barely warm chicken porridge on the cabinet next to him and looked at Xu Rongrong with a smile, "Are you hungry? Here is your favorite chicken porridge, come and have some."
"Yes, good." Xu Rongrong nodded, took the thermos bowl from Zhan Yiyang's hand, gently opened the edge of the bowl, and a familiar aroma of chicken came to his face.
"It smells so familiar." Xu Rongrong said in a daze. The aroma of this chicken porridge was so familiar, as if she had eaten it often a long time ago.
"Of course I'm familiar with it. This is your favorite porridge before. Eat it while it's hot before it gets cold." Zhan Yiyang lowered his head and looked at Xu Rongrong in a daze with a doting smile.
"Yes." Xu Rongrong nodded and started to drink the porridge in small sips.
Every bite brought back a familiar feeling in her. Something seemed to break through her mind and squeeze into her heart. The blank feeling in her mind gradually dissipated.
Bits and pieces of pictures appeared in Xu Rongrong's mind, and each picture was familiar as if embedded in his bones.
The first picture was of a venue with many people. Men and women stood clearly separated. She stood at the end of the woman, shaking her head and observing the soldiers opposite.
The second scene was in the wilderness. The man who had just handed him the porridge was holding him in his arms. The two of them were facing each other honestly.
The third scene was a grand wedding. She was wearing a snow-white wedding dress, standing in front of this man, looking at him with a sweet look on her face.
The fourth scene is also a grand wedding. The hero at the wedding is this man, but the heroine is another person...
The fifth scene shows this man holding a boy, standing in front of her, serious and cold.
The sixth picture is the blue and endless sea water coming towards you...
The memory stopped suddenly. Xu Rongrong brought the chicken porridge to his mouth. He took a bite of the cold porridge and realized that he had been in a daze for a long time.
Hey, it's strange, why didn't that man stop me just now? In my impression, he would have stopped me from being dazed and let myself drink porridge.
Thinking of this, Xu Rongrong took a breath. Why did she think this way? Why did she think that man would stop her?
Damn, this is all a mess.
Xu Rongrong shook her head, trying to push aside these thoughts that she couldn't understand.
She continued to sip the chicken porridge and murmured in a low voice.
If you listen carefully, you can hear what she said is, "What kind of mess is this? Why do I have these thoughts? These thoughts are so strange, but they feel so familiar. Oh, this is really confusing. I
Why are you so entangled...I, I'm going to die, I'm going to die..."