Sky-high ex-wife refuses to remarry

Erase his memory.

Qiao Zhanbei clenched his cigarette butt, and gradually clenched his hands hanging at the hem of his trousers.The first time he took her to see a psychiatrist, the other party mentioned that there was only one way.

He refused at the time.

She loved him for more than ten years, and death did not separate them, but now, she wanted her to forget him.

Not to mention that he couldn't accept her forgetting herself, and Ye Mian herself didn't want to, even though she had memories of hatred for him, she still loved him.

How can you forget him?

"Fucking bullshit!"

After a long time, Qiao Zhanbei bit his cigarette butt, and burst out a rough sentence between his teeth.

This scolding was not aimed at Shi Yanshen nor those psychological hypnotists, it was an accusation against fate!

His chest rose and fell sharply, his fists were rattling, and the tails of his eyes were red. He looked at Shi Yanshen, and paused every word: "I, Qiao Zhanbei, don't believe in this evil!"

Shi Yanshen looked at him like this, and sighed in his heart. He didn't understand why the life of this proud son of heaven was like a Tang monk going to the west to learn Buddhist scriptures, going through hardships.

Not to mention the early death of his parents, not long ago, he survived from the gate of hell, and now his beloved woman is on the verge of mental breakdown.

His friend felt helpless and sad for him.

"Zhanbei, I understand your feelings, I'm sorry, I can't help you much." Shi Yan patted him on the back deeply, and said in a deep voice.

Qiao Zhanbei restrained his emotions and nodded, "Go and do your work, I will stand alone for a while."

When Shi Yan's long and straight white figure left, Qiao Zhanbei was the only one left on the huge rooftop. He stood alone facing the cold wind, full of loneliness and struggle.

He said he didn't believe in evil, but he knew in his heart that Ye Mian could only be saved if he lost his memory.

However, he was reluctant.

When he thought that she would completely forget him, his heart felt as if it had been hollowed out, empty and lost his soul.

In the ward, Ye Mian stood by the window, watching the two cleaners clean up the mess, and they left the ward with two big black garbage bags.

She retracted her gaze and turned to look out the window.

In late autumn, there are only scattered leaves hanging on the branches of the ginkgo tree outside the window. When a gust of wind blows, the golden leaves flutter with the wind, flying around without direction.

Recalling the scene where she went crazy again after waking up, the corners of her mouth rose bitterly.

The current self reminded her of a movie with a pair of scissors. He loved the heroine, but he couldn't hug her because his scissors would hurt her.

She loves Qiao Zhanbei, but she can't even share the same bed with him.

She will hurt him.

How will they live in the future?

Hearing the sound of footsteps, Ye Mian raised her hand and gently wiped away her tears. When she turned around, she saw the man who came in with a lunch box, and the corners of her lips lifted happily, "Brother Qiao!"

She walked briskly towards him.

Just seeing him fills my heart with joy.

Although her face was pale, she smiled happily, her smile was warm, not as broken as before, which made him feel distressed and suffocated.

Seeing her like this, Qiao Zhanbei raised his lips and smiled into his eyes, "I asked the servant to deliver breakfast, including your favorite crab roe soup dumplings and white porridge, as well as side dishes and salted duck eggs."

Ye Mian was even more delighted when he heard that there was something he liked, "Did you bring vinegar? Soup dumplings are more delicious if they are dipped in vinegar."

Qiao Zhanbei smiled dotingly: "Bring it."

Looking at her like this, he was even more reluctant to let her lose her memory. He still wanted to give it a go, and wanted to use more love to drive away the hatred memory in her subconscious.

The injury on the palm of Ye Mian's right hand has not healed. She fell down last night and had a CT scan on her head. She is temporarily staying in the hospital.At night, she refused to let Qiao Zhanbei accompany her.

Someone came to the Jin family, and my aunt Jin Huaisu wanted to stay with her to prevent her from abusing herself, and there were bodyguards standing guard outside the door to prevent her from losing control after waking up.

Qiao Zhanbei lives in the next ward.

"Mianmian, it's getting late, go to bed with peace of mind, there are bodyguards watching outside the door, two burly men still can't hold you back? Don't think too much, just relax." Jin Huaisu sat on the edge of the bed, looked at her, with a warm voice Whispered.

"Well, you should go to bed too." Ye Mian smiled.

"I'll wait until you fall asleep before going to sleep." Jin Huaisu helped her tuck the quilt.

Ye Mian didn't say anything and closed her eyes.

Jin Huaisu watched her for a long time, and when she saw that she was asleep, he went to accompany her to sleep on the bed.

I don't know how much time passed, Ye Mian slowly opened her eyes, she didn't fall asleep at all.

She was watched, she could no longer masochistically stay awake, she was nervous, afraid she would really fall asleep.

At this time, her heart was beating "chug", and her heart was panicking.

In this way, she didn't fall asleep all night and stayed up until dawn.

At first, Qiao Zhanbei thought that she would not be controlled by hatred when she woke up, but it was only on the third day that she realized that she had been insomnia all night.

In the ward, Gu Sasha looked at Ye Mian who was much more haggard than the previous few days, her eyes were red, and it was said that she hadn't slept for three days and two nights.

"Little beauty, you can sleep on my shoulder for a while, don't worry, Qiao Zhanbei is not here, you can't kill him even if you wake up."

Ye Mian leaned on Gu Sasha's shoulder, closed her eyes, and said softly, "Sasha, I tried, but I couldn't fall asleep during the day. I tried my best to stay awake before, but now I can't sleep even if I want to."

Her voice was limp and weary.

At this time, Ye Mian felt dizzy, chest tight, and nauseated, and wanted to sleep well.

Listening to her words, Gu Sasha was so anxious that she cursed bitterly in her heart: What the hell should I do?

Why is the life of her little beauty so miserable?

It's all because of that scumbag Lu Yu, who let Gu Ye beat him to death that day!

At the door of the ward, Qiao Zhanbei looked inside through the transparent glass window.

She tilted her head and leaned on Gu Sasha's shoulder, her figure was thin, her face was yellow and thin, her eyes were dull and lifeless.

"Mr. Qiao, according to my analysis, Ms. Ye is suffering from insomnia. For her, sleeping is a terrible thing, so she has a self-defensive psychology and insomnia." Anna, the psychiatrist, looked at Qiao Zhanbei's Looking sideways, he analyzed.

Because she was afraid of waking up and hurting him after falling asleep, she first resorted to self-harm to stay awake, and now she uses psychological insomnia to stay awake.

Qiao Zhanbei clenched his back molars tightly, with such strength that his entire cheekbone seemed to be trying to break free from the thin flesh.

She was originally a vibrant, bright and bright flower, but now, she is like a dried flower that is gradually fading and withering.

The man stared at the woman on the hospital bed with his dark eyes, and asked the woman beside him in a deep voice:

"Anna, can she be hypnotized in her current situation? I want her to live more easily... Let her forget about me."

After saying this, his heart seemed to be cut in two, and the pain was unbearable.

Anna: "Miss Ye is mentally fragile now, and she is easily hypnotized to lose her memory. However, to be on the safe side, I suggest erasing all her memories, because a person remembers some people and doesn't remember some people, so it is easy to think wildly and fall into the next mental state." Internal friction."

"It's not as easy as a one-click restart."

One-click restart, easy to say.

She is a sensitive and emotional person. She has friends and relatives, but she suddenly forgets them all. How lonely and helpless?

However, she is also a very resilient person, and she will soon live a wonderful life.

Nothing is better than it is now.

"Anna, wait for my appointment." Qiao Zhanbei cleared Chaos' throat and said in a deep voice.

Anna: "Okay."

Gu Sasha came out of the ward and heard from Qiao Zhanbei that she would hypnotize Ye Mian to erase all her memories. She said excitedly, "Qiao Zhanbei, you are crazy! I don't want it. She can't forget me, and she can't forget me. You, she even keeps the cap of the soda bottle that you drank soda with her as a treasure, let alone a precious one—”

As she spoke, tears and snot flowed down her face, "Fuck!"

Gu Sasha felt ashamed.

"If she continues like this, she will be tortured to death." Qiao Zhanbei said flatly.

These words sounded like persuading Gu Sasha, but they were actually persuading himself.

Nothing is more important than her life and health.

Gu Sasha let out a long breath, expressing the grief in her heart, "Love is too deep to last, she loves you so much that she is so painful and entangled..."

If her memory was changed by someone who hated Shi Yan deeply, she would definitely have nothing to do with him forever, why the hell is she so self-abuse!

Gu Sasha's figure gradually faded away.

Qiao Zhanbei was the only one left, chewing on her words carefully.

Love is not longing.

The man's body leaned against the wall, his waist gradually bent, and he held his head with both hands.

……

Ye Mian left the hospital and returned to their home.

In the evening, in the children's room, Ye Mian was reading a picture book to Qiao Qiao.

Qiao Qiao was wearing plain pajamas, with long soft black hair, and a pair of bright big eyes, which were focused and serious.

"Mom, you missed reading again. You didn't read this line."

Ye Mian blinked her eyelids vigorously, and her chaotic brain finally regained consciousness, "Baby, I'm sorry, Mom's thoughts wandered again..."

"Let me read it to you." Little Qiaoqiao got off the sofa, sat on her lap, held the picture book, and read aloud.

"Wow, our Qiao Qiao has learned a lot of words again, it's amazing..." Ye Mian praised her with strength.

Qiao Zhanbei stood in the door of the room, quietly watching their mother and daughter.

Qiaoqiao is a child with a strong personality. Without his mother around, he will not cry like other children.

he thought to himself.

After reading the picture book, Qiao Qiao took the picture book by himself and went back to the room.

Qiao Zhanbei walked to the sofa, bent over and hugged Ye Mian horizontally.

Leaning against his chest, Ye Mian turned her face up, and could only see his slender neck and superior jawline. On his chin, there was a faint bluish-gray stubble, which was very sexy.

"Brother Qiao, I'll help you shave tomorrow morning." She pulled the corners of her lips vigorously.

Thinking about it, I think it's a very sweet thing. She should have done such a thing for him before, right?

tomorrow morning...

Qiao Zhanbei lowered his eyes, and his deep eyes were full of smiles. He said in a magnetic voice, "You can shave me tonight. You used to love to shave me."

Ye Mian's heart palpitated, "Okay."

Due to lack of sleep and low spirits, her voice was dry and hoarse, and she also suffered from pharyngitis.

He carried her straight to the bathroom.

Ye Mian stood in front of him, although she didn't remember shaving him before, but she was very skilled, first with shaving lotion, then with mousse, holding the razor in her hand, shaving gently and earnestly.

His perfect chin was gradually exposed. She dipped a washcloth in water and wiped off the remaining mousse on his chin.

Qiao Zhanbei's eyes kept falling on the mirror, and he deeply recorded the scene at this time in his mind, remembering how she loved him.

Ye Mian carefully looked at his perfect face, which can be called a complete work of Nuwa, and couldn't help but want to kiss him, but she didn't have the strength.

At this time, his handsome face was suppressed.

His kiss was so tender and tender that her heart seemed to be infused with warm current, and her whole body seemed to be soaked in a vat of warm water, it felt very warm.

Considering her spirit, Qiao Zhanbei quickly let go of her, carried her back to the bed.

Ye Mian sat leaning against the head of the bed, and saw him bringing a glass of milk and handing it to her, "Drink it while it's still lukewarm."

She took it, "Thank you Brother Qiao."

Qiao Zhanbei brought a set of nail clippers and sat down on the edge of the bed.

"When you put on your socks, you noticed that your toenails are long. I'll cut them shorter for you, and they will squeeze you when you put on your shoes."

Under the warm light, the man in the nightgown hung his head, holding her toes with one hand, and pinching the nail clippers with the other, carefully cutting her toenails.

There was a trembling feeling from the soles of her feet and the tips of her toes, and this feeling went straight to the tip of her heart, throbbing for a while.

He was serious and slow, and put the cut nails on a piece of paper. Every time his fingertips touched her toes, her heart would tremble.

Qiao Zhanbei finished cutting for her, went to wash his hands and came back, only to see Ye Mian with her head down, looking like she was about to fall asleep.

He added sleeping pills to the milk.

"Brother Qiao, I'm suddenly sleepy..."

He just went to bed, Ye Mian lay in his arms, her face pressed against his chest, her arms wrapped around his waist.

Qiao Zhanbei lay down with her in his arms. He stroked the back of her head with his big hand and said softly, "Hey, go to sleep."

"I can't sleep...you go to sleep in the master bedroom..." Ye Mian closed her eyes and murmured softly.

Qiao Zhanbei's heart twitched, and he kissed her softly on the top of her hair, "Mianmian..."

She responded like a cat: "Yeah."

Qiao Zhanbei hugged her slender body tightly, and said hoarsely, "I love you."

His voice came from the heart, from the depths of the soul.

After not getting her response for a long time, Qiao Zhanbei lowered his head and saw that she had fallen asleep.

I don't know if she heard it just now.

So what?Tomorrow, she will forget about him.

Qiao Zhanbei looked at her by the light of the desk lamp, while kissing her carefully, from eyebrows to lips... Scenes of the past emerged in his mind.

From his 17 years old and her 14 years old to now, they have been brothers and sisters, subordinates, husband and wife...

They have known each other for thirteen years.

It was a great honor that he was the one who took up nearly half of her current life.

It was she who taught him: what is true love.

……

She opened her eyes, and the white ceiling came into view, and her mind went blank.

I can't help but have a question of "Who am I? Where am I?"

A face of a beauty with a rich complexion came into view, and the beauty asked: "Little beauty, you are finally awake."

"Who are you? Who am I?" Ye Mian frowned and asked suspiciously.

She was still calm, and she didn't go crazy because of amnesia.

Gu Sasa breathed a sigh of relief, deliberately pretending to be anxious, rang the bell to call the doctor, and said to her, "Little beauty, what's wrong with you? I'm Gu Sasha, your sister Sa!"