That kind of visual impact, let Han Yichu throat dry rolling down.

His hands were stiff and tight.

For a long time, he took a deep breath, then reached out his shaking hand and gently wiped away the tears from the corners of his eyes.

Although I know that Huang Qing dance may not be heard, it's because I dream of crying.

But Han Yichu still said in a soft voice: "leaning dance, don't cry, I'm here, don't be afraid of anything, I won't hurt you any more..."

Although Han Yichu's voice is low and dumb, he is very gentle.

Perhaps Huang Qing dance really heard his voice of appeasement, and his mood gradually stabilized.

Han Yichu was relieved to see that she did not cry.

Because of the worry just now, Han Yichu's forehead is sweating.

This is his last life in the dust, with life to love his wife, how can he give up her a little bit unhappy.

In that life, war was the biggest obstacle to their being together, but in this life, in the age of peace, what can stop him from loving her?

Han Yichu has been watching Huang Qing dance, almost especially focused on looking at her.

As if to make up for the missing time.

It was not until noon that Huang Qing dance woke up.

When Han Yichu saw Huang Qingwu wake up, he stood up excitedly and grasped Huang Qingwu's hand tightly. "Qingwu, you wake up, wake up, great..."

No one knows Han Yichu's inner feelings at this time. He really has a feeling of crying with joy.

Huang Qing dance with a trance look, did not return to God.

But when she saw Han Yichu, she still showed a relaxed smile, very shallow, but let her pale face become bright and moving.

Han Yichu is excited to find a doctor to give Huang Qingwu a check.

After confirming that there was no problem, he bent down and gently hugged Huang Qingwu, "Qingwu, really scared me."

"Also early."

Huang Qing dance speaks with a delicate tone, as if in the past, when she is not comfortable, she can't help but live in front of him and become weak.

Han Yichu's eyes were red when he heard Huang Qingwu calling his name in such a tone.

This kind of feeling is too long, let his heart all mercilessly tremble.

He wanted to say something, but because of excitement, he couldn't make a sound for a while and a half.

Han Yichu tried his best to calm down. He said hoarsely, "well, I'm here. I've been here. What do you want to say? Is there anything wrong? "

Huang Qingwu shook his head, "I want to hold."

"OK, give me a hug."

Han Yichu's voice choked. He held Huang Qingwu in his arms, and his eyes were almost wet.

The people he loves so much really want to rub into his body.

Huang Qingwu thought of everything in the past and shed tears again.

It's so good that they can meet again and be together. She said that in this life, she has come to love well. She shouldn't forget to make him sad.

Huang Qingwu is blaming herself, but she doesn't know that she has forgotten more than these memories.

"Sorry, I forgot the past in the past."

Han Yichu's body was stiff. "Leaning dance, you Do you remember anything? "

"I remember the scene when you left me. I don't want to be separated from you."

At this time, Han Yichu regained her senses and knew vaguely what Huang Qingwu had remembered. She had really forgotten the painful memories he had brought to her.

He didn't know whether to be happy or painful.

But such a hug, such a feeling, he didn't want to destroy, he really didn't want to make her think of the past of this life.