My Husband, Warm The Bed

But it doesn't work at all. The whole person is so weak that he will fall down at any time, just like he felt when he was sick before.

Maybe it's just that I'm sick. It's more serious than usual. The medicine measured at one time has no effect.

Thinking of this, Jane came to the living room, poured a glass of water, and took a dose of medicine.

After eating, Jane went back to the room to lie on the * * and closed her eyes, hoping that the medicine would work quickly, she would not be so upset.

After waiting for a long time, Jane not only didn't feel better, but also lay down in a cold sweat.

After leaving hospital two years ago, as long as she insisted on taking medicine, she would not feel anything wrong. Why did it happen suddenly today?

Jane didn't understand. She was so sad that she rolled around on her daughter. She wanted to call her father, but she didn't want him to worry. She put down her mobile phone.

The mobile phone hasn't been taken off, but a phone call came in. She took it back and saw that it was Qin Yue who called. She felt a little soft in her heart and heard Qin Yue's low voice: "what are you doing?"

"I......" Jane took a sniff, and suddenly she felt so aggrieved that she wanted to cry, but she pressed the aggrieved back. She tried to speak in a calm voice, "I seem to be ill. O "" hold on, wait for me. "

Then, Jane faintly heard the sound of closing the car door. She held her mobile phone and buried her head in the pillow. She felt like a million ants eating her heart.

Before long, Qin Yue's voice came back from his mobile phone: "open the door."

"What door?" Jane didn't respond in a daze. She had already lost her head. For a while, she didn't think that Qin Yue would appear at her door.

"Open your door." Qin Yue's voice came from his cell phone again. It sounded worried.

"Ah?" Jane made a silly sound, and then thought with a confused mind, and then she realized that Qin Yue was letting her open the door.

She got up, dragged her weak body and walked out. When she came to the door, she reached for the doorknob. She was sure to catch it, but it was empty.

"Jianran -" Qin Yue's voice came from outside.

"I'm opening the door, you wait." After groping for a long time, Jane opened the door. After the door was opened, she could not see the appearance of Qin Yue very clearly. "Are you Qin Yue?"

"It's me. I am Qinyue, your Qinyue. " Qin Yue took her up and left.

"Qin Yue, what are you doing?" Jane pushed him, but the body really has no strength, the whole person is lying on his arms.

"I'll take you home." Back to their home, he would never let her stay outside alone, and never let her suffer alone.

"Home? Whose home? " "The place where my father is is my home," said Jane in silence. "I don't know where my home is when he is not."

She will be sick, helpless and scared. It must be that her father is not around. It must be.

In the past three years, her father never left her. Today, when her father suddenly left, she would be so helpless.

Listening to Jianran's words, Qin Yue tightened her arm's strength vigorously, tightly encircled her in her arms, and said in a deep voice, "Jianran, I won't allow you to talk nonsense."

If you blame him, blame him for not protecting her, you will let her suffer from those painful things, and you will let her lose her past self.

"Qin Yue? Are you Qin Yue? Who is Qin Yue? " "I don't seem to know you," said Jane vaguely. It's like I've known you for a long time. It's a strange feeling. "

"Jane ran..." Besides calling her name, Qin Yue didn't know what else he could do.

"I don't just don't know you, I don't know who I am," she said. "My father says my name is what I am. But I can't remember who I am, what happened in my past, I don't know. Many times, I feel like I will disappear at any time. It's like I don't belong to the world. "

"I'm afraid, but I dare not say to my father, I don't want him to worry about me. He is not young, just a relative like me. He didn't want to tell me what happened in the past, it must be for my good. But also let me understand that the past is not a good thing. "

"I've always told myself not to think about the past, but I can't help thinking about it. How can I ever be afraid of something that I don't want to think about my past? "

"What do I say so much to a stranger of yours? I said, you will not understand how hard my heart. You don't understand how scared I am. "

She always pretends to be indifferent, as if she doesn't care about anyone or anything and doesn't make any friends.

It's not that she doesn't want to make friends, it's that she's afraid to make friends.

If someone asked her one day, what university did you go to, where did you work before, and before

When people ask her the simplest and most basic questions.

How should she answer?

If I answer honestly and tell others that I can't remember the past things, will those people treat her as a stranger?

"In short, I understand. I understand everything you say." Qin Yue kept telling her that her heart was broken and her breathing was difficult.

This is his simplicity. No matter when, she is always smiling. She uses her unique smile to cover up her inner worries and fears. She pretends to be very strong, like no one can take her for anything.

He hated losing her for so long. How did she live these three years?

"Ha ha..." Jane sneered and shook her head, pulling out a smile worse than crying. "My father doesn't understand, how can you understand?"

I don't know if I don't have a clear mind or if I don't know if I'm particularly vulnerable. These things and fears that I've never talked about to people, I said them all at once.

Maybe it's really lonely for too long, too long without friends, so easy to jump into Qin Yue's net, and never be able to extricate themselves.

Ming knew that he saw his dead wife through her, but she still went to him like a moth on fire.

Many times, Jane is jealous and envies the "Jane" of Qin and Yue.

Although that Jane is no longer around Qinyue, they have a common good memory, and there is such a person who deeply loves her, cares about her, and has such a lovely daughter.

And what about her?

She has only her father, but nothing else. She has no memory that everyone should have.