"Really!" Miao Chuhe smiled, and subconsciously looked at Tong Yuer, seeing the tension and anticipation on Tong Yuer's face, he was slightly startled, and that kind of trance feeling miraculously emerged from his heart.
"Mr. An, please! You are welcome!" Tong Yu'er raised her hand and sat down.
Lu Xiaoshu warmly greeted Miao Chuhe with chopsticks and fried river fish, and he was taken aback before he felt it. The indescribably familiar feeling made him a little taken aback.
"Mr. An...isn't it to your liking?" Tong Yu'er looked at Miao Chuhe nervously and expectantly.
"No, no!" Miao Chuhe forced a smile, and hurriedly averted his gaze. He didn't realize it at first, but now facing her gaze, his heart suddenly jumped. Is this woman—
"Then use more!" Tong Yu'er smiled slightly, as if she was relieved.
"Okay, thank you." Miao Chuhe nodded. After tasting the eight-treasure tofu and shredded chicken with green pepper, the long-lost familiar feeling hit him again. This time, he was really stunned.
Someone happened to come looking for Lu Xiaoshu, Lu Xiaoshu pleaded guilty and left in a hurry, only Tong Yuer and Miao Chuhe were left in the room.
Tong Yu'er's hands under the table tightened, her heart pounded violently, seeing Miao Chuhe's dazed expression, she was both happy and sad.
She secretly thought: Xiao Shu is right, although he has lost his memory, the familiar feeling is still there.
"Mr. An, use more if you don't mind it!" Tong Yu'er sighed lightly, and said, "Since my husband left home, I may not have cooked for a long time, and I don't know if my skills are rusty..."
Miao Chuhe couldn't help looking at her, and asked subconsciously: "Mrs. Miao's husband is—"
Tong Yuer's heart felt sour, her watery eyes subconsciously glanced at him, and she thought to herself, my husband, that's you! It's a pity, but you don't remember me anymore!
"He went to Beijing to rush for the exam. Who would have thought that he offended someone because of an imperial examination accident, and was robbed and killed on the way. He is still alive and dead, and his whereabouts are unknown! My parents and his sister and brother-in-law once thought he was dead. They all stood up for him. But I don't believe it, he said he would stay with me for the rest of his life, I don't believe he would break his promise and abandon me and our son so cruelly!"
Miao Chuhe felt sad in his heart, especially when he saw her obviously sad but holding back, and heard her sad tone, he seemed to be able to really feel the desolation all at once. It was as if what she said had a great relationship with him!
Looking at the thin and delicate body in front of him, he actually had the urge to hold her in his arms and comfort her with gentle words! It seemed that only by doing that would he feel at ease!
Miao Chuhe couldn't help pinching his palms, forced himself to wake up, and persuaded: "Mr. Miao is an auspicious person with a natural appearance. Madam, you are so affectionate, and God will surely fulfill you."
"Yeah!" Tong Yu'er nodded with a smile, looking at him with watery eyes, with a stubborn and persistent smile in her eyes, and said: "I came to Beijing this time to accompany and take care of my little niece. Looking for my husband. I heard people say that he appeared in the capital, I think I will find him!"
Hearing that the person she was looking for was in the capital, and that they might meet and reunite soon, Miao Chuhe was taken aback, feeling a special feeling in his heart for no reason, a little awkward, and a little bit—jealous. Even though he won't admit it, it's the feeling.
It seemed that subconsciously, he didn't want her to be reunited with that man.
"But I'm worried," Tong Yu'er saw that he was a little dazed, and she couldn't help blurting out the words, saying, "I'm worried that he won't recognize me when we meet again! Maybe, he's still preparing to marry someone else girl."
"No," Miao Chuhe couldn't help but said again: "You have such deep affection for him, he must have something worthy of your treatment, and he will definitely not treat you like this."
"But, what if he loses his memory?" Tong Yu'er couldn't bear it anymore, looked at Miao Chuhe's tears, and said with tears: "What if he loses his memory and doesn't remember me anymore? Even if he sits He won't recognize me in front of me! If any lady in the capital falls in love with him, he will naturally marry someone else!"
Miao Chuhe's complexion changed drastically, and he stood up abruptly.
He is not stupid, Tong Yu'er's words almost made it clear, her eyes, her expression, and even her loss of control have already explained everything very well! It means that she regards herself as her missing husband.
Miao Chuhe was astonished, changed his face and said coldly: "What is the meaning of Mrs. Miao?"
Tong Yu'er only felt that the blood rushed straight to her head, she didn't want to pretend anymore, and she couldn't pretend anymore! With tears in his eyes, he called out "Chuhe!" in pain, and stood up, stepped forward to hold his arm, and said in a trembling voice, "Chuhe, I'm Yu'er, you really don't remember me Is it? And our son Jin’er? Do you really not remember anything? You said the day you left home that we, my mother and I, should wait for you to come back. They won't separate either! Have you forgotten everything! Do you know how I got here during the two years I thought you were dead!"
Tong Yu'er burst into tears, tears pouring down like rain!
However, Miao Chuhe's mind was rumbling like thunder rolling over, and the whole person froze like a bolt from the blue!
What is she saying? She called him "Chuhe!" in mourning, her heartbroken words made everyone who heard them sad, and she held his arm without avoiding suspicion.
She regarded him as her husband.
Miao Chuhe's mind was in a mess for a moment, as if there were many fragments of deep memory coming out in disorder, impacting his mind. It's a pity that everything seems to be separated by a layer of fog. He tried hard to break through the fog to find the truth, but failed!
"Chuhe! Chuhe! You can't forget me, you can't forget me! And you can't-marry another woman! You once said that you will never lose each other in this life, have you forgotten it!" Tong Yuer said more and more Sad, her internal organs seemed to be burning in a raging fire, causing her heart-piercing pain!
Looking at the man in front of her who had been with him day and night and was so familiar with skin to skin, Tong Yu'er couldn't hold back the tears, and the words that had been suppressed in her heart for a long time poured out like a flood that broke a bank. How could she remember any scruples
Miao Chuhe was stunned, with his mouth slightly open, just staring at Tong Yu'er blankly. The woman in front of him burst into tears, crying pitifully, which made him feel like he couldn't help but want to feel sorry for her, but in his heart, he still felt that it was a little bit wrong, it seemed that there was a little bit of inadequacy...
"Chuhe," the words had already been spoken, how could Tong Yu'er, who was immersed in grief, panic and surprise, control herself? Unconsciously, he took two steps forward, looked at him with watery eyes and said, "Think about it, think about it! Don't you really remember me? Even if you don't remember me, you have the heart to forget even Jin'er Is he your son, you used to love him so much! And my sister and brother-in-law, if they hadn’t provided for you to go to school, we wouldn’t have known each other... And Xiaoshu and Xiaoxue, we used to live together My darling!"
Miao Chuhe's heart trembled suddenly, his mind went blank, and he became more and more flustered and confused. He didn't know how he should react to what Tong Yu'er said. It seems that no matter how you react, it is wrong.
Lu Xiaoshu found an excuse to leave. He wanted his little aunt to get along with his uncle in private, so that his little aunt would have the opportunity to give psychological hints or guidance to his little uncle from the sidelines, which would help him wake up his memory.
But after Lu Xiaoshu went out, he couldn't help itching again, and after a while, he quietly folded back and hid under the window to eavesdrop. Unexpectedly, as soon as he got close, he heard the emotional crying of his little aunt from inside, Lu Xiaoshu was startled, and when he listened carefully, he was even more shocked!
She couldn't keep listening like that, and gently opened the door with a "squeak" and went in.
Tong Yu'er, whose face was full of tears, stopped crying, Miao Chuhe also recovered slightly, and the two turned their heads together to look at her.
"Little aunt," Lu Xiaoshu stepped forward, gently embraced Tong Yu'er, and took out a handkerchief to wipe her tears, "Don't cry!"
The moment Tong Yu'er saw Lu Xiaoshu, she knew that she was impulsive, she was startled, her face turned pale, she sobbed and took the handkerchief, and wiped her tears silently.
Miao Chuhe's eyebrows twitched immediately, and he couldn't help but cast a glance at Lu Xiaoshu. He couldn't help but wonder in his heart, could it be that he is Ah Zheng's little uncle? it's too—
Miao Chuhe suddenly had an indescribable feeling, and looked at Lu Xiaoshu involuntarily with puzzled eyes.
Tong Yu'er's crying made him flustered and a little overwhelmed, but for Lu Xiaoshu, he felt quite relaxed, so he didn't feel that there was anything he couldn't ask.
Lu Xiaoshu smiled wryly at Miao Chuhe, and said: "Little uncle, my name is not Lu Zheng, I am Lu Xiaoshu, I recognized you a long time ago, but you forgot about us, I had no choice but to approach you like this ! Uncle, it seems that your amnesia is not cured at all!"
Miao Chuhe's heart sank suddenly, and he didn't know what to say.
Tong Yu'er looked at him nervously, looking forward to it, then sad and disappointed, and said with red eyes: "Chuhe, this is Xiaoshu, your beloved Xiaoshu, do you really not remember anything?"
"Even if my little uncle doesn't remember us, doesn't he really have a little familiar feeling of déjà vu?" Lu Xiaoshu also said: "When I was in the Hou Mansion, I talked to my little uncle a lot, and my little uncle really didn't have the slightest bit of deja vu." Feeling? Little uncle's taste, and those dishes from his hometown, doesn't little uncle feel it?"
Miao Chuhe didn't speak, but his eyes moved slightly.
Tong Yuer wanted to say something else, but Lu Xiaoshu quickly pulled her sleeve to stop her, and continued to say to Miao Chuhe: "Little uncle, although you have lost your memory, you feel that this kind of thing does not need to be remembered. Even if you don't know us yet, you should feel that we have no malicious intentions! On the contrary, that so-called Marquis, I'm afraid it's not a good thing, you have to be careful, little uncle... and the third lady of the Lu family, hmph, in front of us You put on a ladylike appearance on the face, but you are a arrogant and domineering master behind your back, and your heart is dark! No matter what, you should never agree to marry her! Besides, you are not afraid that one day you will Having recovered my memory, can't I face my former wife and children?"