Worried that her mother would be worried, Song Nianhe added, "And since I told him my identity, he will respect me even more."

"respect……"

Mother Song repeated these two words and sighed longly.

When a husband and wife are together, the word respect must be used.

It's really sad.

It should be about falling in love, being in harmony, operating together, and sharing the ups and downs.

But she didn't say anything, she just gently stroked Song Nianhe's long hair.

Song Nianhe threw herself into her arms.

Mother's embrace has a different kind of warmth.

Fragrant, soft and gentle harbor.

"Nian He, I came here this time to ask you a question." Mother Song patted her shoulder lightly, "If you want to continue to stay in Sicheng and stay with Si Moli, whether he wants to recover or not It doesn’t matter whether I remember it or not, but whether you must stay with me, you will never leave me, willingly, without any complaints?”

"Still, Nianhe, you come back to the capital with us."

Song Nianhe was startled, and his heart skipped a beat.

She looked up at Mother Song and slowly straightened up: "Going back to the capital?"

Mother Song nodded: "Yes. Si Moli can't remember the current situation for a while. If you stay here, you are getting angry, suffering, and sticking to his cold bench with a warm face. Your father and I And your brother... I really feel sorry for you and can’t stand it anymore.”

"Of course we also know that Si Moli was not like this originally. It is because he lost his memory and did not remember you and treated you as a stranger. It is not his fault, but it is even more right for you. Time and time again, day by day, you How uncomfortable it will be for you to humble yourself and compromise in front of him, my dear daughter.”

"Although your biological mother is here to help you, and we trust her, you still have to face many things in person in the end. If Si Moli doesn't think about it for one day, you will suffer for one more day."

As she spoke, Mother Song's eyes already filled with tears.

She didn't dare to inquire about how Si Moli and Song Nianhe were getting along. She rarely came to the hospital and didn't ask about specific matters because she knew it all in her heart.

Looking at Song Nianhe's red and rabbit-like eyes further confirmed her idea.

These days, Nianhe is struggling, bit by bit.

I don’t know when I can get through it.

"After much thought, Nian He, I still think... you should come with us."

"Mom, I, I..."

Song Nianhe didn't know how to answer.

go?

My parents are leaving next Tuesday, and the plane tickets have been booked.

And she will leave Sicheng and Simoli next Tuesday and return to her home in the capital?

She was so confused.

Song Nianhe wanted to go home, but she also missed Si Moli.

Whether it was her family or Si Moli, they were all things she couldn't let go of.

"Nian He, Si Moli will forget it if he can't remember it. He has forgotten it. He wants to start his life again. He will quickly adapt and get used to living without you. He will even feel...without your entanglement. , He is very relaxed. Anyway, he doesn’t know who you are or what you mean to him.”

There is no pain for those who forget.

The pain is the one who remembers.

"You take the child in your belly and return to the capital to give birth to him and keep him by your side. If you miss him, you can fly back to Sicheng at any time and take a look at him from a distance, or meet and greet him as a friend. Get along."


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