Blessed To Have Each Other In This Life

In both true and illusion, I saw a young man standing in the green grass, smiling wantonly, but she couldn't see his face clearly.

What's wrong with her?

This is on the street, where does the grass come from? Where did the boy come from?

The nostalgic golden song played in the video store is the theme song of "A Chinese Ghost Story".

Has she seen this movie? Don't remember... but why is this song so familiar?

Bai Wei walked forward in a daze, the singing in her ear met, overlapped, and merged with the music deep in her memory...

Life is, dreams and aspirations,

There are faint tears in the dream,

Where to go, to find the direction in my heart...

Human road, happy young man,

The road is rugged, rugged without sunlight,

In the mud, how many directions can happiness have,

A hint of dreamlike wind and rain,

The road is boundless...

...

Before she knew it, she was already in tears, and she finally couldn't walk.

Standing in a daze, listening to the song keeps looping, once, twice, three times...

The son grabbed her hands vigorously and called her mother vigorously. Bai Wei didn't realize it. She seemed to be completely isolated from this world and plunged into another nightmare.

...

When she recovered her consciousness, she was lying on the hospital bed, looking slightly sideways, and saw her young son lying on the bed, sleeping soundly.

Why did you run into the hospital?

She has no impression at all.

He got up gently, walked to the empty door of the ward, and saw Mu Zichuan standing outside talking to the doctor.

He was wearing a light-colored fine-lined shirt with a suit on his arms, listening intently to the doctor's explanation.

"...Some progressive memory disorders. When I was sent to the hospital, I said that I didn’t remember the way home and I couldn’t remember my name. Although I slowly recovered my memory after being reminded, the patient’s condition needs to cause family members. Be vigilant. It is best to observe for a period of time after returning home. If the symptoms continue to worsen, cognitive dysfunction may be caused later..."

Bai Wei was slightly stunned.

Is the doctor talking about her? ...Would she not remember the way home?

What happened was so strange that Bai Wei only felt confused.

Later, Mu Zichuan went through the discharge procedures for her. He silently picked up the sleeping child, walked out of the hospital, and put it in the car.

Bai Wei and the child were sitting in the back seat, and Mu Zichuan was sitting in the seat of the co-pilot. She was afraid of waking the child. He whispered a few words with the driver, went around to buy some nutrition, and drove home.

No words all the way.

...

After returning home, Mu Zichuan went to Luo Junqi's room.

Knocked the door lightly, then pushed the door in, and saw Luo Junqi sitting in front of the dressing table, preparing to remove makeup and go to bed.

Half of the makeup was removed, and the thick foundation was pushed aside, revealing the original skin tone, against the unwiped thick black eyeliner, which looked terrifying in the mirror.

"Where is the paternity test report?" Mu Zichuan asked.

The movements in Luo Junqi's hands stopped, and recovered after a while, continuing to wipe her face little by little.

"Throw it away," she said, "I wanted to grab her a handle, but I didn't expect it to be the old man's seed. It's really boring."

Mu Zichuan didn't show any expression when he heard the words, and turned around to leave.

Luo Junqi stopped him and stared at his face: "What do you ask this for?"

"Don't do anything, just ask." He replied lightly and walked out of the room.

Luo Junqi listened to the sound of slowly walking away, her resentment gradually burned her lungs. She couldn't bear it, waved her hand suddenly, and swept a table of cosmetics to the ground!

The glass bottle shattered and soaked the expensive carpet.

"Bai Wei!" She looked in the mirror, gritted her teeth and said the name, "...Bai Wei, Bai Wei!"