That time, Yue Zheng, who also came to attend the banquet, took Meng Fang out of the banquet hall boredly and took a breath in the garden.
Hearing the sound of someone falling into the water, An An sent Meng Fang to check.
But before he could finish his words, he saw a sparkling star-shaped hairpin dropped on the path leading to the pond.
An An recognizes that hairpin.
The sparkling star hairpin belongs to Qiao Muer. She wore one on her head when she attended the dinner today.
Yue Zheng, who was still a teenager at that time, had beautiful blue eyes that dimmed in an instant.
Before Meng Fang could react, the boy had already run, reached the edge of the pool and jumped in.
Those were all things that happened many years ago, memories from many years ago...
The moment when Qiao Muer was dragged by Su Qianfei and fell into the swimming pool, a flash of thought passed through her mind.
In addition to the panic from the bottom of my heart, there is also an inexplicable sadness.
What is she mourning
Sadly, the person who once saved her from the dark pool is long gone.
Sadly, the blue-eyed boy who dived into the deep pool to save her regardless of anything else has long disappeared in the long river of time.
At that moment, an unprecedented feeling of sadness came over me.
For myself and for the boy I once was.
The water was very cold. Qiao Muer, who had an inexplicable fear of swimming pools, pools, and the deep sea, became uncontrollably stiff the moment she fell into the pool.
She couldn't stretch out her hands, she couldn't step on the water, countless water poured into her mouth, she could only close her eyes tightly, feeling the strength of her body being drained away bit by bit in fear, sinking to the bottom of the pool...
However, at this moment, a big warm hand grabbed her.
Just like that time many years ago.
Even though Qiao Muer had lost consciousness and fell into a coma at this time, she did not lose the perception of her body in the vague state.
She felt the strong hands holding her, and she felt herself being held in that person's arms and floating to the surface.
Even though my brows were furrowed and I felt weak all over, at this moment, I was in this person's arms.
She seemed to have returned to many years ago.
Just like a dream...
The young man he once was is back again.
very nice…
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“Mu’er, Mu’er… wake up…” Yue Zheng called out to Qiao Mu’er in a low voice.
It started from the moment he rescued her and carried her back to the room.
Qiao Muer remained in this state with her whole body tense, her limbs stiff, her body temperature dropping sharply, but her eyes closed and no reaction at all.
No matter how he called her, Qiao Muer showed no signs of waking up.
Yue Zheng knew that it was the same as what happened back then. Qiao Muer was possessed by a ghost and fell into deep fear.
It was the same thing many years ago. When Yue Zheng rescued Qiao Muer from the pond, she fell into a deep coma.
I had a fever overnight and it lasted for several days in a row. I tried every medical treatment, but it was always just a temporary solution and not a cure.
During the coma, Qiao Muer kept talking in her sleep, mumbling in a daze that no one else could understand.
Until Yue Xinluo found the perfume that Su Qing liked to use in the past, sprayed it lightly on herself, and imitated Su Qing's tone of voice, held the little person in his arms, and whispered to her.
Gradually, Qiao Muer woke up from the nightmare and the high fever finally subsided.
At this moment, Qiao Muer, with her eyes closed and her hands clenched tightly, looks so much like the little girl she was at that time.
Although Qiao Muer never said it, Yue Zheng knew it.
The days when she didn't know who her biological mother was and didn't have her to care for her have always been a trauma in Qiao Muer's heart. (To be continued)