At this moment, he suddenly realized that he didn't even know Haitang's name... She only said her name was Haitang, but Haitang was just the name of the flower she had before she became a demon.
They had lived in the same house for so long, but he didn't even know what she liked to eat or what color she liked. He didn't even know where her hometown was or what kind of life she lived before she became a demon...
…
Maybe Haitang is right, he doesn't even know what she really is like, so what qualifications does he have to say, "This doesn't look like you anymore."
Hua Weiluo looked at Mr. Yun who suddenly became depressed, and felt a little unbearable in her heart. She tugged on Zhishan's sleeves and asked softly: "Junior brother, is there no other way to make Haitang recover?"
"No." Zhishan replied with certainty: "This is a demonic obstacle in her heart, and she can only overcome it by herself."
"All right……"
However, this bad idea seems to be yours.
Hua Weiluo opened her moist eyes and silently condemned her junior brother.
Zhishan looked at her expression of being angry but afraid to speak, and couldn't help but curl up a faint smile on his lips and said, "Just watch quietly."
Who are you looking at? Mr. Yun or Haitang?
Hua Weiluo turned her head and looked at Mr. Yun's back standing in front of Haitang. He had been standing in this posture for a long time, so long that she almost thought he would stand there forever.
At that moment, she suddenly wanted to know what was going on in Mr. Yun's mind.
Will it be memories related to Begonia?
"Begonia..." Mr. Yun murmured her name, and his big, white-sleeved hands gently held her green leaves, as if he were holding her white little hands. "I'm sorry, we have lived together for so many years.
I never thought about getting to know you. I have been immersed in my own world and ignored you who is by my side. Some people always wait until they lose before they know how to cherish... Maybe I am such a person...
"
Mr. Yun's voice paused, a self-deprecating smile appeared on the corner of his lips, and then he continued: "Haitang, maybe I am not qualified to say this, but if you can return to your human form, let's try to get to know each other again, okay?
I want to try to like you, fall in love with you, can you give me such a chance??"
There is only a faint fragrance of crabapple flowers in the air.
The blooming crabapple still showed no response.
"Begonia, are you angry and don't want to pay attention to me??" Mr. Yun's heart was full of expectations, but suddenly he kept falling in disappointment. He looked at the quietly blooming Begonia flower in front of him, every petal.
Everything seemed to reflect her former smiling face.
He suddenly discovered that Haitang looked nothing like the daughter of the prime minister's family.
If you think about it carefully, when Haitang smiles, her eyes are curved and shining with bright light, like the crescent moon in the sky. When people see her, they can't help but feel happy. Her nose is small and very beautiful.
Standing straight, those red lips were always saying all kinds of overbearing and clueless words. He suddenly missed the way Haitang looked when he said "My husband..." to the servants in the mansion every day.
.
And the daughter of the prime minister's family...
He seemed to be almost unable to remember what she looked like...
