The river slowly steps forward and embraces Huasheng from behind. The warmth of the body makes Huasheng feel very much.

She is a soul now, so the river can only embrace the air.

But Hua Sheng will feel the familiar temperature and taste, and her body will suddenly freeze.

"Jiang..."

"Call me husband."

Before Mr. Jiang could blurt out those three words, the river stopped the words behind Hua Sheng.

Hua Sheng cried with joy, "honey, you What's the matter? "

"How can I not come for your birthday?"

"But..."

"But Feng Xi said I won't come, and you don't want me to restore my memory, do you think it's for my good?" The river continued her words.

"Yes, I thought..."

"Fool, what you think is not what I think in my heart. Don't make decisions for me willfully, OK? These three years There is a place in my heart that is always empty of despair. In the dead of night, I always feel that what is missing in my heart is very important. Until last night, Fengxi helped me open the door of memory I just think of all I hate myself. I hate myself. I forgot my favorite a Sheng. How can I, how can I... "

The river is very self reproach, his memory recovery moment, almost is the fatal heartache.

That kind of feeling, just like the heart is pinched hard, it hurts till dawn.

"No, it's not your fault, it's me..."

"A Sheng, three years old, more than a thousand days, day and night We were separated for three years I'm old And you are so young and beautiful Still so gentle and lovely You dislike me for being old, so you don't want me, do you? "

"No, river, I didn't I just... "

"If you don't dislike me, why can everyone come to your birthday today, but I can't?"

The river lowers its head in Huasheng's ear. The heavy breath makes Huasheng's ears burn and his heart itch.

"I don't know that everyone has recovered. It's a surprise from the wind I thought I thought you didn't... "

Yes, Hua Sheng really thought that the river did not restore memory.

Because she told Fengxi several times not to let the river think of everything.

Don't want to make the river painful, really don't want to.

"Sheng, do you think I will be happy if I forget you?"

Hua Sheng is silent

"A Sheng, tell me again. Do you think I forget you, and I will spend the rest of my life carefree?"

"I thought you would."

"You think it's all wrong, my Mrs. Jiang Known as the first diviner, you can do divination for everyone, but you can't do it for yourself. I don't know what my beloved man thinks. Then I will tell you, my River, without you, Huasheng, I would never be happy Even if I forget you for a while now, I will still go to you regardless of everything when I think of everything in the future. At all costs until you are found. "

"The river, but now I'm a ghost. " Hua Sheng turns around and wants to embrace the river.

But her body is very light, she has no way to control, can only cry more sad.

Feng Xi is right. She is really a ghost, a female ghost without body, a female ghost who can't give to the future of the river.

"Well, you are still my asson Just accompany me until I die, no matter what form I have only you in my heart in my whole life, and I have only you as my wife's choice. "

"River current, someone divined for us, the result of us It's not good, love is not long Do you understand? " Hua Sheng's eyes are red with tears.