Sweet Wife is Hard to Pursue

When Lu Qinghuan came to the intersection, the red light came on. She stood by the road waiting for the red light, and the car on the road started.

Suddenly, a strong force came from behind Lu Qinghuan, and her body couldn't help jumping forward.

Lu Qinghuan saw the car suddenly stop in front of her. She was stunned for a moment and stared at the car in front of her.

"Are you okay?" The people around pulled up Lu Qinghuan and asked if Lu Qinghuan was doing well.

Lu Qinghuan stood on the side of the road and shook his head, "I'm fine." She looked at the back. There was nothing behind. She couldn't see who had just pushed her out. The man just had great strength, like a man's strength, but because she was in a daze, she just climbed forward and didn't do much.

"You seem to have scraped your knee." A man saw Lu Qinghuan wearing a short skirt and his knee seemed to bleed. He asked with concern.

Lu Qinghuan looked down and saw that his knee was really bleeding. The bright red blood overflowed from his knee and slowly flowed down.

Blood... There seems to be some memory in her head, and something flashed through her head. Lu Qinghuan stood in place, still standing in place when the green light came on.

"Are you okay? Do you want to go to the hospital?" The person who helped Lu Qinghuan up still felt uneasy. Looking at Lu Qinghuan in a daze, he was more worried and doubted whether the girl had encountered something. It seemed that her mental state was not very good.

"No, I'm fine. Thank you." Lu Qinghuan glanced at the person who picked her up. Instead of crossing the road, she walked in the opposite direction.

After walking hundreds of meters, Lu Qinghuan felt that her knee was getting more and more painful. She held the pole of the street lamp and was silent.

The car... Blood... Emergency braking sound... It seems that the head is about to explode. The car... Why is it a car? She never liked to drive a car, because every time she touched the steering wheel, there was a pain like a crack in her brain.

But she has driven a car before, but why doesn't it hurt? Car accident... She read some past information, which said that she had had a car accident, but why, why did she have a car accident?

Han Shiyu... What's going on? What the hell is going on?

"Are you okay?" A passer-by stood not far away looking at Lu Qinghuan with concern. He saw Lu Qinghuan's expression very painful and worried about whether she was ill or something, so he came up and asked.

Lu Qinghuan waved his hand, "I'm fine." She left the street lamp pole here and walked some way in front. Sitting on the wooden chair, Lu Qinghuan looked at the road. When she saw the cars coming and going, her headache became more and more serious and painful.

Car accident... Han Shiyu... Why, why should Han Shiyu do these things, why

It hurts... Lu Qinghuan rubbed her head. She didn't know what had happened, but it was so painful, especially painful. It seemed that something flashed in her head, but she didn't know what had happened.

Han Shiyu... Han Shiyu... Why... Why kill me? Lu Qinghuan kept asking in her heart. There was no answer, no answer at all. She didn't know what was going on.

Gao Meili... Han Shiyu... Han Shiyu, Gao Meili, it hurts... Why, why in the end, what's going on with these things?

"How painful... Who will help me?" Lu Qinghuan whispered. Her voice was as low as that of mosquitoes. She lay painfully on the chair. The last thing she saw was the cars walking around the roadside, and then it was dark.

When she woke up at night, Lu Qinghuan opened her eyes and saw that she was in the hospital. She saw that the bag she usually carried was next to her. She reached out and took the bag to her hand. Lu Qinghuan took out her mobile phone and saw that it was 9 p.m. and there were more than a dozen missed calls and text messages sent by Huo Yunchen.

Lu Qinghuan didn't reply to the text message, but put her mobile phone aside. She felt that she needed to stay quiet for a while now. It was a very comfortable state.

She put her hand slightly on the quilt. She pressed it heavily, loosened it, pressed it again and again, and was in a daze.

"May I come in?" Glass door. People outside can see the situation inside. Lu Qinghuan sees Han Jin standing outside the door.

She nodded in the direction of the door.

"When did you wake up? Do you feel uncomfortable? " Han Jin holds two glasses of fruit juice in his hand and hands one to Lu Qinghuan. The fruit juice is warm. When he holds it, he feels very warm and warm in his heart.

"No." Lu Qinghuan was not in the mood to speak. She shook her head slightly and explained to Han Jin. Then she held the cup and didn't speak.

There were many topics that Han Jin wanted to talk to Lu Qinghuan. Seeing her like this, Han Jin swallowed most of what he wanted to say. He opened his mouth and held the juice in his hand.

"You don't need to think about the past. Let the past pass. Isn't it good for you now?" Han Jin said.

Lu Qinghuan shook his head slightly and showed a helpless smile on his face. "I didn't think about the previous things, but suddenly it seemed to think of something. It's not something I can control at all, is it?" Lu Qinghuan was helpless. She never thought she would be pushed from the back when crossing the road. Then she would almost be hit by the car. As a result, she didn't get hit. But she thought of all the previous things. All these are coincidence. She didn't deliberately think about them. If she had to choose, she would certainly not want to recall the past things, bit by bit, Painful memories.

Han Jin sees Lu Qinghuan like this. She doesn't know what to do except heartache. She has endured many things she shouldn't bear at this age. Now she has lost her memory for some reasons. In fact, it is God's kindness to her. Should she take away these kindness now? It's a little cruel.

"You have a good rest. Don't think too much. Also, you'd better contact your husband. I told him I didn't know where you were, even if he thought more." Han Jin said very carefully.

If it was normal, Lu Qinghuan would certainly joke about Han Jin and ask Han Jin what Huo Yunchen would think more, but Lu Qinghuan was not in the mood to joke at this time. She just nodded.