It actually left such a deep mark on Du Xiaoyin's heart...
After thinking about this, he smiled bitterly and said: "I didn't expect that a lucky number can still be remembered by you until now..."
"These are not just four lucky numbers. These four numbers represent four words, which represent the lifelong promise he made to me..."
Du Xiaoyin suddenly burst into tears and said.
She actually cried!
A lifetime commitment?
Suddenly an idea flashed in Zhang Haidong's mind.
Could it be that that scumbag has anything to do with his past life?
Maybe they know each other?
K……
Because at that moment, I felt that there seemed to be such a voice shouting in the deepest part of my heart.
Quite true...
It's so real that I feel like that person is me...
So he had an idea and hurriedly asked: "Then these four numbers represent a sentence?"
"Yes, it's not just a lucky number, it's four words!"
Du Xiaoyin said seriously.
"These are the four words we promised our lives. But he seems to have forgotten it.
I waited for him where I was.
I believe that one day, he will remember it!"
After saying that, she raised her head, her face full of tears, and looked at Zhang Haidong with burning eyes.
Did he forget?
this……
Since I forgot...
Can this still wait?
Zhang Haidong looked at Du Xiaoyin's burning gaze, and he could see the deep affection in it...
He felt that so far, Du Xiaoyin's heart was still full of him...
They are all his shadow...
It's not that easy to get out...
Besides, those four words seem to be their secret...
Du Xiaoyin seemed unwilling to say...
Zhang Haidong could only grit his teeth feebly.
All right……
Since I don’t say it…
Then don’t ask…
Maybe I have some shadow of him, so I think it will become a cost for Du Xiaoyin to pass on his love!
No wonder she clings to herself like this!
For some reason, Zhang Haidong felt an inexplicable sense of loss in his heart.
It's as if something original has been lost.
Of course, he also hoped that he could help Du Xiaoyin get out of his shadow.
So he could only smile bitterly and said: "Maybe one day, he will really remember it? Some promises should last a lifetime!"
"Yes! It's for life!"
Du Xiaoyin also said solemnly.
She looked at Zhang Haidong with a hint of joy in her eyes.
…
After eating and chatting for a while, Zhang Haidong returned to the unit.
He had no energy all afternoon.
He just mechanically directs his men to work there.
Those four numbers kept floating in my mind: "1437!"
1 represents one.
4 represents life?
What does 37 represent?
Zhang Haidong scratched his head and still couldn't figure it out.
And what he can be sure of is that the four words represented by these four numbers seem to be closely related to his previous life.
perhaps……
Is there some connection with Du Xiaoyin in the previous life?
He thought boldly.
…
It wasn't until after get off work that he returned home in a daze.
The whole afternoon consumed almost all his energy.
Looking at Zhang Haidong who was exhausted, Du Jing came up to him with distress: "Husband, why do you look like you are not in good spirits? Are you so tired recently? Why don't you take a few days off to rest!"
She hung Zhang Haidong's coat on the hanger.
"It's okay, that's it."
Zhang Haidong answered perfunctorily, and then sat next to the table.
On the table were three dishes that Du Jing had fried for him.
There is also a pot of fragrant chicken soup.
But he had no appetite at all.
Don't want to eat.
"Husband, take more supplements when you are tired, and go to bed early later."
As Du Jing said this, she was about to fill a bowl of chicken soup for Zhang Haidong to drink.
"I really don't have much appetite today, so I'll go to bed first."
Zhang Haidong got up and entered the bathroom.
Du Jing's bowl stopped in the air...
…
After Zhang Haidong lay on the bed, he stared at the ceiling, still thinking wildly.
He even looked forward to having something to do with Du Xiaoyin in his previous life.
After Du Jing cleaned up the kitchen and coaxed her daughter to sleep, she gently opened the door with a bottle of milk.
"husband."
She gently walked to the bed and handed the milk to Zhang Haidong.
It's fresh milk.
"Why did you buy this? The shelf life is only two days, and I don't like drinking it."
Zhang Haidong frowned and said.
"I didn't buy it. It's my new job, delivering milk.
Every day there will be excess and it will be distributed to the riders.
Our baby has already drank two bottles, drink it quickly, husband."
Du Jing said softly.
Fresh milk can also add a lot of nutrients, so Zhang Haidong won't be looking at him without eating anything.
She didn't care that Zhang Haidong didn't care about her work.
My husband has been under a lot of stress and tired recently.
Don't put any more pressure on him when you are at home.
Zhang Haidong then opened the fresh milk and drank it.
"Does it taste good? Husband."
"generally."
Zhang Haidong casually placed the empty bottle on the bedside table.
Du Jing's eyes darkened.
But then she got into bed, then gently got into Zhang Haidong's arms and said: "Hey, hubby, it's actually not tiring to deliver milk. It only took one morning, and I got 140."
"Okay, okay, I understand, go to sleep now!"
Zhang Haidong was a little impatient.
"All right……"
Du Jing could feel the impatience in his tone.
She actually just wanted to comfort her husband...
Let him relax his nerves...
It must be that he has been under too much pressure in the company recently!
That's why I'm so impatient.
Du Jing's eyes darkened, she silently swallowed her grievances, and after comforting herself, she fell asleep gently leaning on Zhang Haidong's shoulder.
After turning off the light, there was only Du Jing's slight snoring in the darkness.
The snoring made Zhang Haidong a little irritated.
But there is nothing you can do.
After all, Du Jing took a part-time job.
He continued to think wildly in his mind.
When he got up the next day, he was completely depressed.
But Du Jing left long ago, probably to deliver milk.
Du Jing left it on the dining table, buckled intact, with warm food.
Zhang Haidong carelessly took a few mouthfuls, explained a few words to his daughter, and then hurriedly walked towards the unit.
In the days that followed, he kept thinking about this matter.
Life at home was also uneventful.
Du Xiaoyin, on the other hand, walked closer.
From time to time, I would call Zhang Haidong to go have dinner.
In the midst of the repressed emotions of pursuing the memories of his previous life, Zhang Haidong was also willing to talk more with Du Xiaoyin.
But I didn’t ask Du Jing how her work was going.
Du Jing keeps the house in order and never complains about anything.
…
Finally, April has arrived.
After the Qingming Festival, the continuous rainy days came.
This is the coldest time of spring.
Rainy days are also the weather that Zhang Haidong hates the most.