Limited Time Hidden Marriage

Wen Churan was stunned and saw his thin lips parted slightly.

"No matter what it is, from now on, don't put yourself in danger again. When you encounter these, you should call me as soon as possible. Remember?"

There was a hint of happiness in the man's low tone, as if he was congratulating her that she was safe and sound.

Wen Churan couldn't stand his sudden approach and could only nod in agreement, "I...I understand."

Only then did Sheng Ziyuan smile with satisfaction and then stood up.

When he was about to leave, Wen Churan stopped him again and stopped talking several times before he mustered up the courage to ask, "If we find the memory beast, can we restore other people's memories?"

Sheng Ziyuan narrowed his eyes slightly, and his keen gaze seemed to want to see into the depths of Wen Churan's heart.

"Master, if my guess is correct, the person you really want to restore his memory should be Sheng Shimo."

Wen Churan's expression stiffened for a moment. Even this small change could not escape Sheng Ziyuan's eyes.

She didn't say anything, which was her acquiescence.

Sheng Ziyuan's brows furrowed deeper and deeper, and it was obvious that he was a little unhappy.

After fighting like this for a while, he finally spoke and replied coldly, "No."

After saying that, he slammed the door and left.

Can't...?

Maybe this was just Sheng Ziyuan's lie, but Wen Churan was going to give it a try anyway!

Late at night, the moonlight outside the window was cold and the branches swayed in the wind. Wen Churan was lying on the bed unable to fall asleep for a long time. As soon as he closed his eyes, he saw that face under the bed, and he shrank in fear.

Unknowingly, she couldn't help but fall asleep, but she began to have various nightmares over and over again, some of which were cruel, bloody, terrifying and horrifying.

Despite the pain, she seemed to be trapped in a dream and couldn't extricate herself. She was obviously frightened to the point of turning pale, sweating profusely, and even dancing, but she still couldn't wake up, and couldn't help but utter sleepy babbles one after another.

"Help..."

"do not come!"

"What is this?!"

Just when Wen Churan was trapped in a nightmare and her emotions became more and more intense, a large palm suddenly grasped her waving little hand.

In this short moment, the sudden appearance of the broad palm seemed to be Wen Churan's support, dispelling all her fears. She grasped the straw tightly as if grasping a life-saving straw. A hand that seems to never let go even if it dies!

Perhaps because of the comfort of this hand, Wen Churan's mood calmed down a lot, and he no longer had nightmares, but fell into a sweet sleep.

The woman's eyebrows are picturesque, but there is still fear that has not been eliminated in time. She looks extremely pitiful and makes people feel heartbroken.

In her sleep, she seemed to have turned into a swaddling baby, curled up extremely fragile in the broad hand.

This feeling is warm and comfortable, mixed with a touch of lingering.

When Wen Churan woke up the next day, he immediately raised his hand and recalled what happened last night.

Last night, I vaguely held a hand.

Could it be Sheng Ziyuan?

Because he was too scared and worked too hard last night, Wen Churan clearly remembered that he seemed to have pinched the back of that hand.

While eating, she took a hard look at Sheng Ziyuan's hands and saw that his fair and beautiful hands had no scars at all.

Not Sheng Ziyuan?

Could that be...

Wen Churan couldn't help but raise his head and glance at Sheng Shimo sitting opposite.

One of his hands was intact, holding the chopsticks. The other hand was always placed under the dining table, no matter how she glanced at it, she could not catch a glimpse of it.