Love-brained rebirth breaks off the engagement, and Master Shen who ignored her goes crazy

It can be seen that Song Qingyu's expression is a little puzzled.

Lin Yixuan smiled uncomfortably and changed the subject, "I'll go find the doctor to ask about your condition. You rest here."

"Ah."

Song Qingyu didn't think much about it.

Lean back against the pillow and close your eyes.

Lin Yixuan left the ward, went to the doctor's office, and asked about Song Qingyu's physical condition.

"Your wife is recovering well. She lost her previous memories because her brain was severely injured and the nerves were compressed. This situation can cause memory loss and migraines. If she takes good care of herself, she may be able to recover in a while."

The doctor smiled as he shared the good news.

"After you pick her up from the hospital, you can take her to places she often goes for a walk. This will help her recover—"

"doctor."

A smile appeared on Lin Yixuan's lips.

"Is there any way to stop my wife from thinking about the past?"

"Huh? What?"

The doctor was stunned by Lin Yixuan's words.

It was the first time he met someone who didn't want his wife to recover her memory.

Everyone who knew this couple knew that Mr. Lin was very kind to his wife. He thought that he must be eager for his wife to regain her memory...

I can see the doctor's confusion.

Lin Yixuan smiled and said, "You may have misunderstood. The truth is, my wife and I have been married for a few years and she was pregnant with a child. However, that child was not meant to be with us and she miscarried in an accident. My wife has been very unhappy ever since."

"It was because of this incident that she had a car accident. The past is a pain in her heart. I don't want her to think about it, otherwise I wouldn't have taken her away from home..."

"Please understand, as a husband, in my heart, whether she is happy or not is more important than whether I remember the past or not."

It turned out to be the case.

The doctor showed an expression of sudden enlightenment.

"In this era, it's rare to find someone as affectionate as you."

The doctor sighed.

"It's not impossible."

He opened the drawer, took out the medicine and handed it to Lin Yixuan, "This medicine is used to calm people, but it has a certain effect on the brain nerves. If you don't mind--"

"Okay, I understand, thank you."

Lin Yixuan took the medicine, said thank you, and got up to leave.

When he reached the door, he turned back and said to the doctor, "My wife doesn't remember what happened in the past, and I rarely mention it to her, for fear that she would be sad. Doctor, are you this way?"

"Don't worry, I won't tell you anything."

The doctor assured me again and again.

Only then did Lin Yixuan leave the doctor's office and go to find Song Qingyu.

"The doctor said you can be discharged from the hospital. I have completed the discharge procedures for you."

He packed things for Song Qingyu.

Song Qingyu was extremely happy: "Can I really be discharged from the hospital? Did the doctor say when I can recover my memory?"

She couldn't wait to know what happened in the past.

Lin Yixiuan is so good to her.

In the past, she must have been a little princess who grew up in a honey pot and was well cared for by Lin Yixuan.

Lin Yixuan paused while packing his things.

"Soon, okay, let's go."

"Ah."

Before going out.

Lin Yixuan untied his scarf and wrapped it around Song Qingyu, covering most of her face.

He held the luggage in his left hand and held Song Qingyu's hand tightly with his right hand.

Come to the car.

He put the luggage in the trunk, waited for Song Qingyu to sit in the passenger seat, and fastened her seat belt, taking care of her in every possible way, as if she were a child.

Song Qingyu grinned.

"You're so nice to me, Yixuan. You wouldn't have treated me like this before, would you? Would people outside laugh at you if they saw you like this?"

Lin Yixiuan brushed the snow off her hat, his eyes twinkling.

"I've always treated you this way. You're my wife. What's so funny about that?"

"...It seems to make sense. I decided to select you as one of the top ten good men."

Song Qingyu's face was flushed.

Speak to Lin Yixiuan very seriously.

Lin Yixuan tightened his grip, a sweet yet painful smile appeared on his thin lips, "Hold on tight, I'm driving."

"okay."

after an hour.

The car arrived at an inconspicuous apartment.

The outside of the apartment is old and the iron stairs creak when you walk on them.

But before he went out, he deliberately cleared the snow on the ladder and sprinkled salt on it to prevent Song Qingyu from falling.

He parked the car, led her up the stairs and opened the door.

walk into.

A warm breath hits me.

The floor was covered with a cashmere carpet that he had bought from some vintage shop, and the charcoal fire in the fireplace was burning brightly.

Song Qingyu opened her hands.

Lin Yixiuan hadn't taken off his down jacket yet, so he took off her hat and her down jacket and gave her shoes.

from head to foot.

There is nothing inappropriate.

Song Qingyu kept his hands open and smiled: "I must have been a little loser before, otherwise why would I let you serve me so naturally?"

And he wasn't impatient at all.

The neighbors next door all said that if she had spoken to her husband like this, she would have been beaten up long ago.

Lin Yixiuan is so nice.

Being too nice to her is a bit too much.

"Go curl up on the couch."

He didn't say anything, just patted her gently on the waist.

"Ah."

Song Qingyu ran to the sofa and wrapped herself in a cashmere blanket.

Lin Yixiuan changed his shoes, put on an apron, and went to the kitchen. After a while, he came out with a recipe in his hand.

"What do you want to eat tonight? The doctor said you should eat light food now. I searched for these nutritious meals. You can choose."

Song Qingyu came over.

Looking at the recipe above, I was about to say something when I suddenly felt a sharp pain in the back of my head.

A vague picture appeared in my mind.

It seemed... someone once asked her what kind of nutritious meal she wanted to eat, and that man's face... no matter how hard she tried to look, it seemed she couldn't see it clearly.

But his tone was gentle.

It wasn't Lin Yixuan's voice.

"Xiaoyu?"

No answer came.

Lin Yixiuan called her name.

Pulled Song Qingyu back to consciousness.

"Oh...anything is fine. Anything is fine."

She smiled uncomfortably and pointed to a recipe, "This one, it's convenient."

She ordered a mushroom and lamb soup.

Lin Yixuan's eyes flickered slightly, but he said nothing: "Okay, then you watch TV here for a while, I'll go cook."

"Ah."

Song Qingyu nodded.

Lin Yixuan got up and went into the kitchen. He turned around and glanced at Song Qingyu, who was sitting on the sofa without saying a word. He took out the medicine box from his pocket, was silent for a while, and finally took out a pill and put it in the soup...

God has given him a chance.

This time, no matter what, he didn't want to lose again.

Song Qingyu hugged her legs and sat on the sofa, her mind filled with flashing fragments of the past.