On the hospital bed, Huo Yannian suddenly frowned and said almost immediately: "Since she is my wife, why didn't she show up?"
"You are divorced."
Huo Yanyue looked at Huo's mother next to her in surprise. She saw Huo's mother panicking without changing her expression and her heart not beating. If she hadn't known her mother's thoughts before, she would have been worried about her brother and Yu Shengxia's situation now.
"Yan Nian, you have a good rest, and we will go out first."
Huo Yannian was still looking at the things in his hands. He didn't know whether these things were real. From the moment he opened his eyes, there were only three words "Huo Yannian" left in his mind. He was Huo Yannian... But why do I always feel that something is wrong
Huo Yannian lay down again, but his brows were still furrowed tightly. He raised his only movable right hand and hugged his left shoulder. Why... why did he always feel that there should be something in his arms? Why did he I always feel like I'm holding something, and why do I feel so empty
He seems to have forgotten something very important...
Due to the serious injury, Huo Yannian was discharged from the hospital more than half a month later. After the Spring Festival holiday, X city ushered in the bustle of the New Year. Back at the villa, Huo Yannian's scratches were basically healed, except for The injuries on his back and head have not healed yet.
"Brother, did you remember anything?"
Huo Yannian frowned and shook his head. He had no impression of this place at all. In fact, although he accepted Huo's mother's statement, in Huo Yannian's eyes, they were still strangers, no matter they were him My mother and sister are both strangers.
Not to mention the likes of Mo Sen and He Yawen.
Sitting on the big bed in the master bedroom, looking at the empty room, Huo Yannian's feeling of emptiness became deeper and deeper. He just felt as if there was something empty in his heart.
He didn't know what it was, but subconsciously, he knew that something like that was important to him.
From the bedroom to the study room, it was also a strange place, but he liked the way the documents were placed and the decoration style of the entire villa. Although he felt it was strange, he couldn't tell what was weird about it. This strange feeling made Huo Yannian think rationally that they had not lied to him and that he had really lived here.
Slowly going downstairs and looking around the living room, Huo Yannian's eyes finally stopped on an empty bowl, because the bowl was placed very abruptly, not in the cupboard, but on the wine cabinet, and there was even a floor underneath. I found a piece of cloth. Rather than saying it was placed there, it was better to say that it was offered there.
Huo Yannian reached out and took it out, and looked at it carefully. This bowl was not a valuable blue and white porcelain, nor was it an antique. It was just an ordinary bowl, but why was it here
Seeing his young master like this, Mo Sen sighed secretly in his heart. Others didn't know it, but he knew very well that this bowl was the bowl used to cook noodles for Huo Yannian for the first time in midsummer.
The living room is so big, and the young master saw at first glance the only thing left by the young mistress in the house.
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In another apartment, Ai Jiujiu hurried over and said to Yu Shengxia without even taking a breath: "Shengxia, I just learned that Huo Yannian was discharged from the hospital today."