Yan Ruoling blinked, tilted her head and asked him, "What is your husband?"
Han Qiancheng said: "A husband is someone who will protect you, accompany you, and will never leave you."
Yan Ruoling looked at him half-understanding, then grinned: "You are so good-looking."
Han Qiancheng felt like his heart melted when he heard her saying, "You are so beautiful." He suddenly realized that there was nothing wrong with her forgetting the past.
At least she could still smile at him, and the light in her eyes seemed to have returned.
Han Qiancheng couldn't help but stretched out his arms to hug her tightly, and said in a low voice: "My Ling'er is also pretty."
Yan Ruoling leaned in his arms, very well-behaved. She lowered her eyes, her long eyelashes covered her eyes, and she was so quiet.
Feng Changling watched from the side, but his heart was full of mixed feelings. He sighed silently and walked out carrying the medicine box.
After the door closed, Yan Ruoling suddenly raised her head and looked at Han Qiancheng. She reached out to wipe away the tears from the corners of Han Qiancheng's eyes and asked, "Why are you crying?"
Only then did Han Qiancheng realize that he had lost his composure. He smiled slightly and coaxed her and said, "Call me husband."
Yan Ruoling's eyebrows curved and she called out: "Husband."
Han Qiancheng was so elated that he could not calm down after holding her for a long time. Perhaps this was God's mercy towards him, allowing him to find her, his Ling'er, in a different way.
This time, he won't lose her again.
Han Qiancheng took a deep breath, calmed down and asked her in a gentle voice: "Are you hungry? I'll have someone bring you food."
Yan Ruoling touched her belly, then nodded and said, "I think I can eat a cow."
Han Qiancheng chuckled, carefully touched her head and said, "You have a small appetite like a cat, and you can eat a cow. It would be good to eat a chicken."
Yan Ruoling curled her lips: "Are you joking? You are not cute at all."
Han Qiancheng looked at her cute and cute look and really liked it. He hurriedly said: "Okay, okay, it's my fault. I'll have someone prepare a cow for you so that you can eat as much as you like."
Yan Ruoling thought he was joking, so she didn't care. She lifted the quilt and got out of bed and asked, "Husband, is this our home?"
As she said that, she walked to the makeup mirror, looked at herself reflected in the mirror, and was startled: "Husband, what's wrong with my face? And what's going on with this end?"
She touched the newly scabbed scar on her face, and then touched her still aching head.
Han Qiancheng came over and hugged her and said, "It's my fault that I didn't protect you well and you suffered a lot. Don't worry, the scar on your face will heal."
Yan Ruoling looked up at him: "But it's so ugly. Am I ugly?"
Han Qiancheng said: "Not ugly, my Ling'er is the prettiest."
He lowered his head and kissed the wound on her face gently, lovingly and tenderly.
Yan Ruoling was stunned. She looked at Han Qiancheng blankly and asked, "Do you really not care?"
Han Qiancheng's eyes were full of affection, reflecting her shadow: "No matter what you become, you will always be my favorite Ling'er."
"Ling'er, it turns out my name is Ling'er, but I can't remember anything. Doesn't it matter?"
Yan Ruoling asked him.
Han Qiancheng sighed and hugged him tightly: "It doesn't matter, I just remember it. You just need to remember that I am your husband and your support."
Yan Ruoling sniffed, hugged his waist and said, "Husband, you are so kind."
Han Qiancheng's heart was filled with excitement. This happiness came too suddenly, just like a dream, but even if it was a dream, he didn't want to wake up. It was good to just indulge in the dream like this.
He held the person in his arms, feeling extremely satisfied. Even the pain and suffering in his heart were all healed by the word "husband" from her.