Evil Young Army: Girl, you've been arrested!

Chapter 396 Then I, Do You Love Him?

I don't know if it's Xia Guo or Ling Xihan, the only person in my memory who is still considered a friend, or it's because all the emotions piled up together, and I've been suppressed for too long because I suddenly found an exit today.

It's rare that Ling Xihan actually opened her mouth to tell Xia Guo so many thoughts and words in her heart.

"Where is it strange, there is Mo Ziyan, me, Wei and Hao, your father, and many, many of your friends. These are not unfamiliar."

Knowing the crux of Ling Xihan's heart, Xia Guo breathed a sigh of relief, and affectionately held Ling Xihan's arm.

"If you think that you don't know what happened to us in memory, what we did, and what's going on now, we can tell you."

"Why, no matter who you are, the first thing you say to care about me is always to mention Mo Ziyan first?"

The first thing Xia Guo said was Mo Ziyan, Ling Qinghan immediately frowned.

The former principal was the same, and so is the current Xia Guo. Could it be that she and Mo Ziyan have really become very close?

"Because he loves you." Xia Guo blurted out subconsciously, but when she saw the expression on Ling Xihan's face, she quickly explained: "Although you and him didn't get along very well in the early stage, you seem to have experienced a many things."

"He can abandon his own life for you, do you know? Almost all women in the world envy you, jealous that you have a husband like Mo Ziyan who loves, loves, pampers, and cares for you. "

"If you talk about trust, Heather, if Mo Ziyan can't convince you to believe it boldly, then no one in this world can convince you anymore."

"Because of him, even if he bruises all over his body, he would not be willing to hurt a single hair of yours."

"Then, do I love him?"

"Love, of course love! Think about your own personality. If you don't love, can you get a marriage certificate with him? Can you marry him obediently? Can you take such a beautiful and happy wedding photo like a pictorial? "

"Xuehan, the Mo Ziyan in your memory may lie to you, but the current Mo Ziyan, he really loves you very much."

"Do you know what he said to you when you were married?"

"what?"

"I love you, and I would like to give it to life.", "I love you, and I would like to give it to life."

She whispered softly, for some reason, it was the first time she had heard the words, but her heart trembled slightly as if she had found something familiar.

"Xuehan, you can tell Mo Ziyan all the worries in your heart. I think you will be much better with him by your side."

"If you believe, you want to retrieve those memories, he will help you, and all of us will help you."

"It's not terrible to lose your memory. What's terrible is that after you recover your memory, you find that you have hurt the person you love so deeply."

As soon as Xia Guo said the last words, suddenly, Ling Xihan's heart seemed to be pressed by a heavy stone. For a moment, she felt that she even stopped breathing for a few seconds.

After separating from Xia Guo, Ling Xihan walked on the street alone.

What Xia Guo said to her every word rang in her ears, and what emerged in her mind were the little things between Mo Ziyan and her.

The memory was broken after the quarrel, the two of them didn't have any happy moments, and she relied on what Xia Guo told her.

Bit by bit, those words were automatically matched with the picture.

She saw him driving her in the car, and the two happily went to get their marriage certificate.

According to Mo Ziyan's personality, he must be the first to show off, right?to his closest friends.

She saw that she and Mo Ziyan were busy getting married, and the photos of the wedding dress in her memory, those actions seemed to appear vividly in front of her eyes...

There are many, many pictures of him and her, those things, she originally thought that after she saw them with her own eyes, it would be difficult for her to accept, and she would definitely feel uncomfortable and repelled.

But, on the contrary.

Everything you think is the opposite of what is happening now.

Not repulsive, and even warm in my heart.

Even those things, she obviously didn't have any impressions, and she just pieced them together with the help of imagination, seemed to be able to drive her heartbeat, bang bang, bang bang, there was a silent wave.

Just by imagining it, she actually felt that it would be sweet and happy.

"Crazy, I think I must be crazy."

As soon as such thoughts flashed into her mind, Ling Hanhan covered her cheeks with her hands as if she was still asleep and was suddenly awakened, as if like this, the tears on her face would definitely disappear, or they could not exist at all. .

"How could I..."

After waking up, he almost subconsciously wanted to veto himself, but halfway through the sentence, he suddenly remembered Xia Guo's words.

Struggling, in the end, as if he had made up his mind, he wiped away the tears on his face fiercely, and his steps, which were originally uncertain, became more determined now.

Just when Ling Xihan regained her confidence and carefully considered a decision, she walked forward without any hesitation, and was about to hail a taxi when a car appeared in front of her without warning, causing her to Hastily took a step back.

As soon as she frowned and wanted to lose her temper, the car window rolled down, and the exposed face made Ling Hanhan frowned tightly.

"Where do you want to go? I'll take you off."

Hearing this, Ling Heather took a look at the person in front of her, Zhang Yang's person, Zhang Yang's car, just parked here, there were already many people paying attention to it.

"Thank you for your kindness." As soon as Ling Qinghan uttered the faint words, she passed the Bugatti Veyron, which was full of publicity and full of arrogance.

Just as he raised his hand to hail a taxi, Rong Chi drove the car and slid lightly again without making a fuss, blocking Ling Heather's way effortlessly.

"As the co-pilot of my car, you are the only one who has the ability to sit." Leaning against the car window, he looked at Ling Hanhan with a smile, looking in a very good mood.

"Thank you Bumin seems to have another meaning?" Her eyes were cold and her tone was indifferent.

"Ah, is it?" He was slightly taken aback, as if he had just realized it. Just as Ling Heather was waiting for him to leave knowingly, the smile on his face became more and more gentle: "I'm not Chinese."

"Get in the car. I'm stopping you here. It's very difficult for you to get a taxi. Besides, if you continue to dawdle here, there will be more and more people around you. I don't mind, just I don't know if you mind Susu."

(End of this chapter)