C166 The Power of Love

At this time, Wu Zihao was at home thinking about how to push over and take over the place as soon as possible. shuddered inexplicably.

Suddenly, he felt goosebumps all over his body, as if something terrifying was eyeing him.

He looked around in panic, but there was nothing out of the ordinary.

He pursed his lips in suspicion. Was he being overly suspicious just now?

However, that feeling just now really made him afraid just by thinking about it.

He helplessly shook his head. It seemed that in order to eat Song Jiayin, he had been so busy that he had lost his nerve, and had actually become more sensitive and suspicious than a woman.

Wu Zihao laughed self-deprecatingly, but there was no smile in his eyes at all.

In his opinion, she would only obediently become Song Jiayin's woman if he ate her as soon as possible.

Thinking of this, he clenched his fists, as if he had made some sort of decision.

His long and narrow eyes narrowed as he looked ahead in a certain direction. He seemed to be able to see something through the layers of obstructions. Saliva's figure.

"Song Jiayin, you are mine, no one can take it away from me." His voice was full of determination, making those who looked at him feel flustered.

Of course, Song Jiayin and Yue Yang didn't know anything.

At this time, she felt very comfortable in her heart as she watched Gong Yichen's every move.

It was the kind of thing where she didn't have to deliberately find any topics to talk about and didn't have to pay attention to anything. The two of them didn't have anything to feel uncomfortable about. The way they interacted didn't make her feel the slightest bit repulsed.

Unlike Wu Zihao, when she was with him, she would occasionally make movements that made her feel very resistant. He even wanted to force her to do something that she didn't want to do, making her feel a little nervous.

In comparison, the man in front of her had made her feel much more at ease.

However, men were always good at pretending. Wu Zihao felt that he would need to observe more to know that he was this kind of person.

Sigh, the feeling of amnesia is really unpleasant. I feel like something is missing.

However, no matter how she thought about it, it was still a blank. Occasionally, she would think of throwing away a memory shard that had broken down and her head would hurt so much that she wanted to die.

Sighing faintly, Song Jiayin forced herself to calm down. Her brain was the most mysterious body. The memories in his body that she was in charge of were even more intangible.

Even if the current medical technology was very developed, there was no medicine or treatment that could help a person recover their memories. They could only slowly assist the patient.

This was the so-called worry about not being able to eat hot tofu. Since memory loss had already happened to her, she couldn't rush it. This matter had to be done slowly. She believed that there would be a day when she would remember everything.

Seeing that the little girl was thinking about something, Gong Yichen held back his words. He couldn't bear to disturb her.

Moreover, Song Jiayin's appearance somehow gave off a gloomy vibe.

Gong Yichen really wanted to embrace her and comfort her.

However, he was also afraid that his actions would scare her and make her want to distance herself from him. Thus, he could only endure it and silently accompany her.

Gong Yichen himself didn't realize that when he was facing the little girl, he had become a completely different person. From a cold and tyrannical ice mountain man to a gentle and considerate man who was extremely obedient to the little girl.

After the doctor showed it to Song Jiayin, he wrote it down and wrote it down in a book. After instructing Song Jiayin on some matters, he left.

Gong Yichen noted down all of the doctor's words in the memo on his phone. Inside, he also noted down the little girl's likes and dislikes, as well as some interesting things that were worth around tens of thousands of words.

These days, whenever he thought of the stubborn smile of a little girl, he would organize his memories and then carefully write them down. When he had nothing to do, he would look at them, and when he looked at them, he would unconsciously raise his lips.

Although these memories were firmly etched into his mind, when he looked at them again, he had a different feeling.

When they got to know each other better, and the little woman approved of him, they might even be able to tell her stories about their experiences, which might help her recover her memories.

Thinking about it, Gong Yichen unconsciously furrowed his brows. He still hoped that the little girl wouldn't think of those memories and start over to know that he was in love with her again.

This time, he promised to fill her memories with beauty, unlike the past.

The two of them thought about their own matters with great tacit understanding. After an unknown amount of time had passed, when Gong Yichen raised his eyes and looked at the little woman, she had already fallen asleep.

Sunlight spilled playfully through the curtains.

Song Jiayin's long eyelashes, which were like the wings of a butterfly, covered her face, leaving a beautiful silhouette beneath her eyes.

Song Jiayin's breathing was steady and light, her sleeping appearance was like a quiet and obedient little wild cat.

As Gong Yichen looked, his clear and cold eyes unknowingly became much gentler. He quietly stood up and walked to the bedside and quietly looked at her for a long time, his eyes filled with an emotion that even he himself did not realise.

Under the illumination of the sunlight, Gong Yichen's body was covered in a layer of faint golden light, causing his entire temperament to feel warm.

At this moment, appeared quiet and beautiful, beautiful like the plot in a TV show, sweet and warm heart.

After a long time.

A trace of reluctance flashed past Gong Yichen's eyes, and then, he placed a kiss on her forehead, turned and left.

She needed a quiet rest at this time. If he stayed here and quarreled with her, it would not be good.

It had to be said that the power of love was too great. To actually be able to turn this ice mountain, that had never melted in ten thousand years, into something that was gentle on his fingers. Thinking for Song Jiayin was already a natural reaction.

At the door, Gong Yichen suddenly stopped in his tracks, turned to look at Song Jiayin, the reluctance in his eyes obvious.

However, in the end, he still lightly closed the door and left.

This sleep of Song Jiayin's was actually not a peaceful one. She would always dream of some fragmented images, and these images were all very blurry.

In her dream, there was a man that she was very attached to. Even his faint voice gave her an inexplicable sense of security.

She had an intuition that the man was the one she was looking for.

However, no matter how hard she tried, she was still unable to see his appearance. Even his voice was very similar to the sound that came from far away. It was as if there was a very long distance between them.

Moreover, this distance was covered by layers of fog.