Chapter 819

Manyu raised her beautiful eyes and looked at me. Her eyes turned around, as if she was recalling something. She seemed to have no idea. Then she asked, "who are you? What is this place? "

"What?"

I didn't respond. Manyu would ask me this question. Does she really remember anything? Is Manyu really crazy?

But look at her face, not like a completely crazy woman, not noisy, and very quiet.

"Man Yu, are you ok?" I try to communicate with Manyu.

"You call me Manyu. Who are you?" Man Yu looked around, suddenly alert, covering the chest, a face alert to ask me.

"I am Chu Tian."

Man Yu sneered: "I don't care who you are, get out of here, or I'll make you die."

Manyu has a special temperament. How to say, it's different from Manyu eight years later, and it's very similar to Lin Manxue eight years ago.

This kind of temperament, which is cold to the bone marrow, can't be imitated by most people.

"Manyu. You really don't remember me? " I pointed to his nose, want to make sure a thing: Manyu is angry with me or mad, forget me.

These two concepts have different consequences.

Manyu said coldly: "don't try to fool me any more. Will you be ye Chutian? Hum, you don't pee and look after yourself. You are worthy of him

Ah?

I am completely confused by Manyu. What's the matter with her? Is she sarcastic or can't recognize me?

I stare at Manyu's eyes. Manyu, don't turn away from me.

Man Yu hid himself in the quilt and hid his whole head, but he still kept sitting.

Manyu sat and thought, I dare not disturb her, and dare not leave her, for fear that she has a weakness, this time of Manyu, need me to stare at all the time.

After sitting for about half an hour, Man Yu suddenly lifted the quilt and yelled. Her brain was in a mess. She couldn't tell who she was.

"Manyu, Manyu, what's the matter with you?" I jumped to Simmons and hugged her tightly. Manyu pressed her temples with her hands and said painfully, "who am I? Where am I? What's wrong with me? My head hurts so much. "

"Man Yu, don't think about it. Just have a sleep. Just have a sleep." I want to coax Manyu to sleep. Manyu just doesn't want to. She is very wary of me and keeps pushing me under the bed.

Manyu looked at her heartless pain.

Man Yu fainted again.

The typhoon came and went quickly. After the typhoon, there was a rainstorm, which lasted for several hours.

It's dawn, but Manyu hasn't woken up yet.

I went to cook a pot of porridge for Manyu. Manyu will be hungry when she wakes up. From yesterday's noon to now, there are so many things happened in the middle, which consumes a lot of physical strength.

When I went back to my bedroom to see Manyu, she disappeared. Manyu disappeared.

At that time, it almost scared me to kneel down. I looked for Manyu inside and outside the villa in a panic. It took me a lot of time to find Manyu in the back garden because the villa is so big.

Manyu villa behind a private back garden, garden is not small, about 100 square meters, there are all kinds of potted plants.

There is a swing in the middle of the garden. Manyu is sitting on the swing. At this time, the heavy rain has not stopped. Although the rain has slowed down, the rain is still not small.

Manyu poured all over the body, and the nightdress was pasted on the skin, reflecting the white and tender skin.

The rain ran down man Yu's face, all over his body, arms and thighs.

Man Yu, what's this? What's the rain doing in the garden.

I rushed into the garden, want to close to man Yu, Man Yu heard the sound, looked up at me, and then stretched out an arm to stop me.

I don't care what attitude Man Yu has towards me. It's raining so hard outside. I don't allow self abuse to happen to man Yu.

"Manyu, if you have any anger, just spill it on me. I have nothing to say. Please don't torture yourself, OK?"

Manyu raised her head slightly again, then pointed to the empty seat beside her with her little hand, motioned me to sit beside her.

"Manyu."

"Sit down." Man Yu's words are very simple, just a word "sit".

Manyu is different from last night. She seems to be very sober, but she doesn't look well. She hasn't eaten or drunk all day, and she doesn't sleep well. It's strange that she has a good spirit.

I don't dare to forget the meaning of Man Yu. I go to sit beside Man Yu. Man Yu gently swings and says, "tell me what you didn't finish last night."

"Manyu."

"He said. Not a word, not a word. "

"To say yes, I have only one request. Can we go back to the room and say it?"

Manyu said lightly: "you are still qualified to ask me!"Hearing this, I completely let off steam and said with a bitter smile: "Manyu, I have no other meaning. I'm afraid you will be ill. The rain is too heavy and I don't know when it will rain. How about going back to avoid it?"

Manyu looked up at the sky, because it was raining heavily, the whole sky was hazy and gray, except for rain or rain, nothing else could be seen.

After a while, Man Yu said, "it's here. Compared with the storm you brought me, what's so little rain? Ye Chutian, let's finish here today."

Manyu is so calm that it cools my heart. What should come will come after all. I will lose her eventually. I am afraid of the coming of this day. It's because of fear that I haven't mentioned these years to her.

I thought that as long as I didn't mention it, these bombs would have no fuse, just some squibs. Unfortunately, I was wrong. Bombs are bombs, and cracks are cracks. They won't eliminate the danger forever because there is no fire guide for a moment. As long as they come up, they will surely fall apart and blow up my corpse.

"Good. Man Yu, I'll tell you everything. "

I began to tell the story of Man Yu and me. From the first time I saw her, that is, when I delivered the takeout from guangmiao City, I said one thing at a time. Every time I said one thing, the impression of this thing in my heart was increased by one point.

I remember that everything and every detail I had with Manyu was exactly the same, and they were particularly detailed.

Man Yu listens quietly. There is not a word or a comment in the whole process. It's just like listening to storytelling on the stage. It's nothing to do with her.

It took me more than an hour to make clear what happened in these years. After listening to it, Manyu asked me to leave. I didn't say anything else. I wanted to stay. Manyu gave me a cold look, which was very strange, just like looking at a stranger.