A Long Way to Marriage: Sweet New Wife Loves Not Enough

Rong Che has always thought that amnesia is a ridiculous thing.

Memory is such a personal thing, as long as you don't want to forget it, how can you lose it?
But... Now he couldn't help but not believe it.

Song Chi hesitated, holding the red wine glass in his hand for a moment, then brought it to his mouth, and after drinking the red wine in the glass, he breathed a sigh of relief and said slowly: "From a medical point of view Explain that for any disease, as long as the cause of the disease is found and completely eliminated, restoring memory is not a big problem, but there are exceptions to everything, and doctors are not gods, so no one dares to say for sure."

After speaking, Song Chi looked up at Rong Che, then pointed to the position of his temple, and said with a smile, "But I study psychology after all, and I don't know much about pathology." , smiled, and changed the topic: "However, don't think too much about it. I heard from Zhu Qingwen that the situation is not very serious. It would be better to have the operation earlier. Anyway..."

But, just as he was about to say it, he heard Lin Qinghuan's footsteps coming down the stairs.

Song Chi twitched the corner of his mouth, and continued to get himself a glass of red wine, without saying anything.

Lin Qinghuan came down with Rong Siyuan in her arms, when Rong Che saw it, he immediately walked over and took Rong Siyuan from her arms.

Rong Siyuan fell into a drowsy sleep, and didn't know what was going on. When Rong Che took him into his arms, he stretched out his hand and rubbed his sleepy eyes, and muttered softly, "I want my mother to hug..."

Although his voice was low, Lin Qinghuan and Rong Che were close, so they could hear him.

Although Lin Qinghuan and Rong Che knew that Lin Qinghuan was Siyuan's mother, they had a tacit understanding and never said anything about it. After all, Siyuan was still young, and he couldn't understand some things.

However, Lin Qinghuan's phrase 'let mom hug...' suddenly left the two of them wondering what to do?

After a while, Lin Qinghuan reached out to hug Rong Siyuan in Rongche's arms.

Rong Che ignored him, went downstairs with Rong Siyuan in his arms, and threatened lightly: "Do you want to be beaten?"

Rong Siyuan was completely startled awake.

Lin Qinghuan was extremely messy.

Rong Siyuan lay on Rong Che's shoulder, looking at Lin Qinghuan pitifully.

Lin Qinghuan was quite speechless.

No way, mom can't help you!
Seeing that Lin Qinghuan had really hugged Rong Siyuan down, Song Chi couldn't help complaining: "Are you really afraid of what I will do to your son?"

Lin Qinghuan ignored him and went out directly.

Rong Che held Rong Siyuan in his arms, turned his head and glanced at Song Chi, and then went out without saying anything.

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Back to the villa.

Rong Siyuan has slept for a while, he is not very sleepy now, but he is hungry.

Lin Qinghuan was pouring water to drink in the kitchen, Rong Siyuan tiptoed over and tugged at the corner of Lin Qinghuan's clothes: "I'm hungry."

"Just say no when you're hungry, what are you doing? It's like someone won't let you eat." Lin Qing said with a smile, but as soon as she finished speaking, she caught a glimpse of Rong Che who was taking off his coat.

Ha ha!

Really!
Rong Siyuan was aggrieved: "Let him know that I trouble his wife, and he will beat me again!"

"Look how angry our poor little girl is!" Lin Qinghuan said with a teasing smile, narrowing her eyes slightly.

"This family is the most pitiful to me!" Rong Siyuan said a little angrily.

Lin Qinghuan took a sip of water, and finally put the cup on the counter: "What do you poor little want to eat?"

"Cake!" Rong Siyuan blurted out.

Lin Qinghuan: "No!"

As he said, he opened the refrigerator door to see what was there to eat. It was getting late, and he wanted something light for supper. After much deliberation, he could only cook some multigrain porridge for them.

Rong Siyuan became more and more pitiful: "Oh, it really is because father doesn't love mother!"

"Did you forget that the last time you ate cake and went to the hospital?" Lin Qinghuan said while taking something out of the refrigerator.

Siyuan looks quite normal now, but...

Lin Qinghuan thought, the smile on the corner of her mouth froze, and then she breathed a sigh of relief, and then smiled again: "Your father said you can't eat butter, so you can't be brave. If you get sick, your father and I will feel bad."

"Really?" Rong Siyuan looked up at Lin Qinghuan and asked.

Lin Qinghuan looked at her, eyes slightly bent, and said with a smile: "Really! So, you have to be obedient."

Rong Siyuan obediently stood beside her and didn't say much.

In fact, Lin Qinghuan's methods of coaxing children are so different, pampering, protecting, she can clearly see what she wants to say and do at a glance, but... can't help but want to cooperate with her, seeing her contented smile is enough .

If someone else said these words, Rong Siyuan would definitely look at him like a fool.

But for Lin Qinghuan.

Apart from obediently nodding in agreement, he didn't have any thoughts.

Rong Che went to the study, and then went back to the bedroom, but when he went in, Lin Qinghuan was not there, and only after he came down did he realize that she was still downstairs in the kitchen.

Rong Siyuan was lying on the counter next to her, small, looking up at her.

The ordinary that was once a huge luxury for him is now clearly in front of his eyes.

When Rong Che came down from the stairs, Rong Siyuan, who heard the footsteps, looked at him vigilantly. Seeing his calm eyes, he reacted quickly and said, "Father, Lin Qinghuan treats you well, and you have to be careful at night." Get you a supper."

Lin Qinghuan: "..."

Just tell me the shit!
It was Rong Che who mercilessly exposed it: "You want to eat!" But now, he is indeed a little hungry.

Rong Siyuan was very wronged.

It is indeed very skillful to abuse his own son!

However, Rong Che didn't say anything, but leaned over and carried Rong Siyuan out of the kitchen: "Don't get in the way here, go and wait."

Rong Siyuan was relieved now, luckily he didn't say no to him!
Just wait and wait!
Rong Siyuan sat on the dining table obediently and waited.

Rong Che carried Rong Siyuan out and went to the kitchen again. Lin Qinghuan was cracking eggs into the bowl, and only after breaking one, Rong Che took it: "Let me do it."

Lin Qinghuan had a look of disbelief: "Would you do it?"

"I'm not so stupid that I can't even beat egg liquid?"

However, as soon as the words fell, Rong Che's hand became unsteady, and he almost threw the egg out of his hand.

"Pfft! Hahahahahaha!" Lin Qinghuan only patted the table.

Rong Che: "Is it that funny!"

"Of course!" Lin Qinghuan replied without any shyness.

Rong Che looked at her silently.

Only then did Lin Qinghuan restrain herself a little, but she still couldn't help it.

Rong Che simply didn't say anything, and the next thing he did went smoothly.

Lin Qinghuan was cooking porridge in the casserole, whoever boiled it would have to be bored for a while.

Rong Che put the beaten egg liquid aside, and didn't seem to intend to leave. Lin Qinghuan looked at him and smiled: "Didn't someone say that he wants to learn how to cook? He also bought a lot of books in a decent way?"

Come to think of it, it's really funny.

Rong Che turned around and looked at her, and pinched her nose with fingers with clear bones: "You are so courageous to gloat at other people's misfortune? Are you afraid that I will go up and clean up in a while so that you won't be able to get out of bed?"

"Can't you be serious! Siyuan is still there!" Lin Qinghuan was so angry that she didn't want to talk to him.

Rong Che looked at Siyuan, who was honestly left in the restaurant by him, then walked behind Lin Qinghuan, put his muscular arms around her waist, and whispered: "To be honest, I should have thought of bringing TT back then. It’s really inconvenient to have a child so early.”

Lin Qinghuan: "Is it really okay for you to despise Siyuan so much!"

"Anyway, I've always been disgusted by me. He's used to it!" Rong Che pressed his chin against her neck, and his warm breath swept over her fair neck. It was hot and itchy, so nice. After a while, I slowly said: "If I knew I would meet you, I would take TT with me."

After all, from the very beginning, she was the only one who wanted to sleep.

"You said it!"

Rong Che lightly bit her earlobe: "You don't like to listen to serious things anymore!"

"Are you serious?" Lin Qinghuan was so depressed that he vomited blood.

Rong Che still hugged her: "I don't know if it's serious or not, but it's all what I want to tell you."

"Who wants to listen to such... words!"

Shameless!
Rong Che seemed to be planning to carry the shamelessness to the end: "Lin Qinghuan, before I met you..."

He spoke seriously, but Lin Qinghuan didn't know how to respond.

But, I always feel like I've heard these words before.

"I don't care if tomorrow will come or not. I don't know life and death, I don't know light and darkness. But since I met you, light and I can see you, and then hold you in my arms, so darkness is not darkness, It doesn't matter anymore."

It seems that at that time, the sun was just right, and there should be a large area of ​​roses outside the window, as if there was a strong floral fragrance of roses in my memory.

"Don't be afraid, I will protect you..."

When these words exploded in her ears, she only heard the sound of the bowls and chopsticks in her hand falling to the ground.

But at this moment, Lin Qinghuan was still held in Rong Che's arms.

The porridge in the pot was gurgling, Lin Qinghuan suddenly came to his senses when he heard the sound, and was about to lift the lid of the pot with his hand, but it was too hot, and when he touched it, he was scalded severely.

She quickly withdrew her hand, and soon Rong Che pulled her away: "What are you thinking! It's so hot, can you hold it with your hands?"

Lin Qinghuan was speechless.

Rong Che took the wet handkerchief that was placed next to him, and took the lid off the pot, fearing that Lin Qinghuan would hurt him again, so he refused to let her do it.

Guan Xiaohuo turned around and pulled Lin Qinghuan's hand over to look at it: "How is it? Does it hurt?"

Lin Qinghuan shook her head blankly: "It doesn't hurt anymore." It did hurt a little at first, but it's all gone now.

Rong Che was still worried. He turned around and went to the bathroom to get the medicine box out. He found the ointment for the burn and applied some on her. Then he picked up the egg wash he had beaten just now. He didn't know what to do, so he asked Lin Qinghuan: "Sprinkle the egg liquid directly on it?"

"En?" Lin Qinghuan was belatedly aware of what Rong Che asked again, and then replied: "En, yes, pour it on it, turn off the fire for a while and it will be fine."

Rong Che complied.

After a while, it was ready, filled three bowls of rice, and brought them to the dining table. Lin Qinghuan breathed a sigh of relief, went to the side drawer, took a spoon and went out.