Jiang Meng reached out and drank the coffee and milk tea in front of him. Finally, he put the cup on the table and pressed the hat on his head.

"In fact, I don't think it's important to recover the memory..." Jiang Meng stopped for a moment and continued: "love is actually a matter of two people..."

Jiang Meng stood up, leaned over the table and gave Doudou a kiss on the cheek.

"Goodbye!"

Mu Chuqing didn't understand what Jiang Meng said before, but she heard the meaning of farewell in her last two words.

"Where are you going?"

Jiang Meng laughed, "I suddenly found that love is a very magical and wonderful thing. Sheng Yuchen can't give it to me, so I'm going to look for it. My life is not so bad, it's just the beginning... "

"... wait a minute!"

Mu Chuqing suddenly got up and called Jiang Meng. Jiang Meng didn't turn around, but her head slightly turned over.

"... thank you!"

"You're welcome!"

Jiang Meng lightly spits out these three words, and finally turns around and leaves.

She understands that mu Chuqing's thanks are not for her success.

What qualifications does she have to help others? From the beginning to the end, she is doomed not to enter his heart.

What she understood from the very beginning, but she wrongly insisted on it for two years, was that she was too conceited and too paranoid.

Love is never a person's business.

Wishful thinking, sad, can only be a person.

"No memory? Ah... "Jiang Meng sat in the car, took off his hat, and his beautiful face was full of tears.

At the beginning, she could not accept it. Today, knowing all this, she thought she would feel better, but in the end, she would only make herself more miserable.

No memory?

A woman, changed a face, under the premise of losing memory, can let him fall in love again?

Love is magical and frightening.

That remark, which he said in the hospital yesterday, is really hateful.

At the same time, Sheng Yuchen is sitting on the black sofa in the attic of Xishanju at the moment, looking at the front without moving.

On the sunny side of the attic was still a whole sheet of glass, with white gauze curtains inside, gently shaking and sweeping the ground.

On both sides are two volumes of thick dark yellow curtains, hanging by the rope at the moment, with a very beautiful arc, very atmosphere.

In front of Sheng Yuchen is an elegant and quiet model props.

And her body, is a very beautiful wedding dress.

The soft satin of the skirt is decorated with rose blossoms made of white yarn. The heart of the flower is dazzling fine diamonds. There are also petals that seem to float on the irregular walk. The skirt is swaying and beautiful.

Why did this wedding dress appear here? He didn't know. He found it before, but he didn't care about it subconsciously.

However, when he met that woman recently, he suddenly remembered.

This dress... This wedding dress.

Those who can wear it, those who are qualified to wear it, and those who can make the best of their hair, seem to be just that woman.

Think of her to wear the appearance of wedding dress, Sheng Yuchen at the moment clear Jun eyebrow eyes slowly evoke a few wipe smile.

His bride.

This identity, let his heart begin some urgent.

I don't want to admit that he is impatient, because he feels like a little boy.

In a moment, turning eyes, dark eyes fixed on a small table beside the wedding dress, everything felt incredible and fresh.

What did you think at the beginning? Why would there be a Guanyin for children beside the wedding dress?