Thank you for Waiting, Mister Tang!

Xueer hugged him suddenly.

Thin arms hugged his neck hard, her arms were slightly cold, while his neck was warm.

She held it tightly, almost making him breathless.

But he didn't say anything, just let her hold it.

Such active intimacy has been gone for too many years... There were even tears in his eyes, which she couldn't understand because of her amnesia.

Or before amnesia, I can't understand it either.

"What's the matter? Suddenly like a child?" His voice was gentle and low.

There is also a trace of pampering that is not easy to detect.

Xueer tightened her arms and felt her throat blocked. After a long time, she kept her voice low: "Brother, just be my brother, OK!"

"Don't be too good, just like that!" Her face was buried, "I'm afraid..."

As for what she was afraid of, she herself couldn't say clearly.

She was obviously afraid, but wanted to hug him tightly.

I'm just afraid, with him by my side, it doesn't seem to be that afraid...

"Okay, good." He hugged her, comforting softly, knowing that he had scared her just now.

In her memory, she is Lan Yu's wife, and he is just an older brother.

"Promise me, tonight's things won't happen again." She was buried in his arms, her small hands tightened.

When she said this, her heart was very painful. There seemed to be such a section in her memory, but she couldn't remember it.

The head hurts a bit, it hurts more and more.

Her face was pale and she was snuggling in his arms...

Obviously her back didn't hurt like that, she stayed in his bedroom, perhaps just trying to get close to him.

She despised herself, just because he said they had a relationship, she couldn't help it.

He attracted her like poison, and she approached ashamed.

His face became paler and paler, unable to forgive myself...

"It hurts, my head hurts!" She raised her head, put her small hand through the shirt, and pinched it into his arm. The big beads of sweat fell from her forehead. In addition to the pain, there was a hint of clarity in her eyes.

He would never forget the look in his eyes.

It was that night, the night she decided to leave him, the last look she looked at him...

"Xue'er!" His voice was painful, and he hugged her body longing for her to respond.

But she only gave him a vague smile, and slowly closed her eyes.

She passed out.

Ye Muyun squinted, hugged her tightly, took out the mobile phone from his pocket with one hand, dialed the number of the dean of Shengyuan Hospital, and directly asked him to send a brain specialist to the hospital, and he directly hugged Xue'er downstairs.

When he got downstairs, he instructed his servants to take care of Yishu, so that he should not leave in a hurry.

On the second floor, Xiao Yishu lay secretly on the terrace, watching Uncle Ye take her mother away...

There is a touch of confusion on his little face. Does Uncle Ye like his mother?

Also, can older brother and younger sister have a kiss?

Dad said, this is called pervert!

So Uncle Ye is a pervert?

Xiao Yishu's face was full of disappointment, because he could see that his mother seemed to like the perverted person quite a bit.

Ye Muyun took the person to Shengyuan Hospital and found the best authoritative expert to make an EEG first, but there was no problem.

The director of surgery watched the film and spoke for a while, "Maybe Miss Tang's memory wanted to jump out, and she subconsciously suppressed it. It would be so if she was too excited, so... still avoid stimulating her emotions too much."