Rebirth of the first proud concubine

Chapter 1797 Get used to having her
Shen Zhihan looked at her, and said with some unbearable: "It will disappear."

Jun Yan: "???"

As soon as she was puzzled, she felt that the mobile phone she was holding had a different feeling, and it disappeared from her fingers like an hourglass.

She hurriedly looked down, and saw that the mobile phone that she was holding tightly just now really disappeared into her hands like an hourglass.

"Mobile phone, Mom and Dad."

Jun Yan grasped it anxiously, but the tighter she grasped, the faster the phone disappeared, like an hourglass, completely disappearing in her hands.

She wanted to feel it for a while, but couldn't.

There are the last images left by her parents in it, which is her last memory of them.

Jun Yan looked down at the empty hands, and suddenly felt that her heart was also empty.

"Yan'er." Shen Zhihan called out distressedly.

He saw her lowering her head, looking at her open hands, tears dripped on her palms, and also fell from her fingers.

It was fine if he didn't yell, but when he yelled, Jun Yan couldn't help it, and burst into tears with a wow.

Crying hissed and cracked lungs, and those who heard it cried tears.

Shen Zhihan was so distressed that he picked her up, stepped forward and gently hugged her in his arms.

Jun Yan leaned in his arms, crying wantonly, without any scruples at all.

She cried without the last memorial.

She cried with inexpressible grievances and thoughts.

She cried with indescribable emotions.

At this moment, she just wanted to cry, cry enough.

Outside Fenglin Hall, there was a tall figure standing. He heard the sad and wronged cries inside, and looked up at the full moon hiding behind the dark clouds. The night wind blew, and he felt a chill all over his body.

What's cool?
Probably this heart.

Since she woke up so long, she can laugh, get angry, and have other emotions, but she doesn't cry.

Shouldn't a person who wakes up with no memory of anything else panic and be afraid?

But she didn't.

No, it's not that she didn't, but that she didn't have it in front of him.

Her weak side is only for Shen Zhihan.

Without him, she can hold up a piece of sky firmly; with him, she can't even hold up a leaf.

This is Jun Yan's dependence on Shen Zhihan, her whole-hearted dependence.

And this dependence is love.

Even if she forgets, she...

I still love Shen Zhihan.

Shen Yunyi withdrew his gaze, then lifted his foot and left.

Tick.

A voice that seems to have sound and seems to have no sound.

His face was a little wet, and he wiped it off with his hand.

The night wind was heavy, and he had only stood there for a long time before his face was wet by the night dew.

Jun Yan cried for a long time in Shen Zhihan's arms, and finally her head hurt and her eyes hurt from crying.

When she blinked at him, she felt aggrieved, and wanted to tell him that she hurts everywhere.

But in the end, she still didn't say it.

Because looking at this monstrous face, she still felt strange.

So, she simply pushed him away, lay back on the bed, turned her back to him, and breathed evenly after a while.

If you don't know how to face it, then pretend to sleep first.

Shen Zhihan just hooked the corners of his lips dotingly, and he didn't leave, just staying by her bedside.

This is his wife, and there is no need for him to leave.

Jun Yan was pretending to be asleep. She wanted to wait for him to leave before going to sleep, but for some reason, she was very at ease and at ease. She didn't even know when she fell asleep.

The next morning, Jun Yan woke up.

She felt that there was someone else in the room, so she turned over, and saw Shen Zhihan's gentle smile like a spring breeze, which seemed to be a little pampered?

(End of this chapter)