Song Qingtian's tears fell unexpectedly, and Shen Xiangyi was at a loss for what to do.When he came back to his senses, Song Qingtian turned around and ran away again.

He subconsciously followed up.No matter how fast Song Qingtian ran, she couldn't catch up with Shen Xiangzhi's long legs, so she caught up with her in two or three steps, and pulled her into her arms.

He hugged her tightly, resting his chin on the top of her head, and said in a gentle and delicate voice: "Song Qingtian, are you angry because I forgot you and refused to go home with me? I know you like me, Your eyes can't deceive anyone."

Song Qingtian sniffled, "They say we're divorced." She wanted to push him away, but his chest was as hard as a wall, and she couldn't push him away at all.

Shen Xiangzhi gave a soft "hmm", "It's okay, we can remarry."

"I don't want it." Song Qingtian said firmly.Still struggling to get out of Shen Xiangzhi's arms.She can't continue to feel his body temperature, she will fall.

The three words "I don't want" made Shen Xiangzhi frowned tightly.After a pause, he finally let go of Song Qingtian and stared into her eyes, "Are you serious?"

Song Qingtian looked back at him, "Shen Xiangzhi, do you think I'm joking? Please, let me go and yourself, okay? If you want a woman, Zhuang Zhouzhou is a good choice. You can definitely marry her."

As Song Qingtian said, her heart throbbed with pain, and tears poured out uncontrollably.

It's not that she doesn't want to go back with him, but that she can't.She wanted his love very much, but his love would become her guilt.

Shen Xiangzhi watched her tear patter, her heart constricted suddenly, throbbing in pain.

She seemed to really dislike him.She wanted so desperately to push it to other women.She wanted so desperately to drive him back.

Suddenly, I don't know what reason to stay.

It turns out that the pursuit of love is such a hard thing.It turns out that liking someone is such a heartbreaking thing.

My heart suddenly felt empty.He had no memory before, yet he could still make up for a missing piece in his heart by imagining Song Qingtian.But now, he really can't get it.It seemed that he really had no way to bring Song Qingtian home.In such an empty house, he can still live alone.

My heart is so empty that I feel uncomfortable, I want to find a place where no one is around, and lock myself up to lick my wounds.

He took one last look at Song Qingtian, and then turned his head silently.

His back is still tall and straight, but in this noisy city, he looks so lonely.

Song Qingtian looked at his back, covered her mouth, and cried until she was in tears.

I'm sorry Shen Xiangzhi, I love you Shen Xiangzhi...

~~~

Three months passed by.

Shen Xiangzhi works at home at two o'clock every day.The days are extremely monotonous.

On this day, Zhang Xiao called him and asked him to go to the hospital for a reexamination.

When the result came out, Zhang Xiao was overjoyed, "The body is recovering well, and the little bruise in the head area before is completely invisible now. Shen Xiangzhi, this is a good sign."

Shen Xiangzhi was slightly taken aback, and then heard the meaning of her words, "Does it mean that I will recover my memory?"

Zhang Xiao touched his chin, "This, it's possible." After she finished speaking, she smiled and said, "Shen Xiangzhi, if you recover your memory, what will you do first?"

"What do I need to do? My memory has been restored, but I just become a person with a past. How should I live, not how to live?"

Zhang Xiao choked for a moment, glanced at him leisurely, and said nothing.

Shen Xiangzhi lowered his eyes and suddenly thought of Song Qingtian.

It's been three months, and I don't know if she is doing well.

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