Traps Of Love

Bai Xiaoya's heart seems to be deeply touched by something, especially unfair. "If a person can't live for himself and has no choice, then there will be a huge black hole in his heart, and the negative energy in those black holes is terrible. Therefore, when she has a child, she will not allow her child to have her own will. This kind of revenge is like a double-edged sword in her heart. Hatred hurts her and even destroys her close relatives and flesh....

when she listens to this, she nods and asks with lingering fear, "Mommy, what you say is so deep and you feel like you know it very well. Do you have such a big feeling in your heart Black hole

Bai Xiaoya is stunned. Yes, why does she have such a strong emotion when talking about the relationship between parents and children? Her heart aches.

It seems that someone closest to you has been persecuted by such a close relative, but I can't remember who that person is? What kind of suffering have you suffered? Why is her heart so miserable?

The headache was more intense and she didn't dare to think about it any more.

Bai Xiaoya shakes her head and shakes off all the distractions. The usual languid smile is restored between her eyebrows. "Mommy doesn't remember the past, but -"

she has a slight pick on her eyebrows, wanton and domineering, "do you think someone can control Mommy?"

Chuckling and chuckling, he got up excitedly and gave her a kiss. "Hahaha, Mommy is the best mommy in the world! In the future, I will learn boxing from Mommy and beat the bad guys into pigs

"OK, continue to start at six tomorrow." Bai Xiaoya looked at the clock at the head of the bed, squinting and laughing, "you still have three hours to catch up."

"My God! I'll go to bed right away Smile a Gulu get into bed, as expected obediently close eyes to sleep.

Bai Xiaoya looks at her lovely and mischievous appearance, can't help but smile gently.

This little guy likes fighting so much that he will become a bully when he grows up.

She gently for smile ye good by angle, also closed eyes, the bottom of the heart sigh once again lingering on the lips.

In the dark night, her slender white fingers slowly covered the ruby ring hanging in the middle of her neck. She faintly felt that something very important had happened in her lost memory and met someone very important.

How else should this ring be explained?

And the book she used to strengthen her memory, with traces of several pages being torn off.

What happened on Valentine's day three days ago?

I don't know why, deep in her subconscious mind, she seems to be looking forward to dreaming about the man again and seeing him clearly..

in another room, it's also a sleepless night.

A bean like desk lamp, a desk with a few clean windows, and the slender and straight back of the palace are stained by the night.

The night is very cold, cold wind mixed with cold snow floating into the room, a piece of fog outside the window, I do not know when, it has been snowing all over the sky.

His brow slightly frowned up a light radian, such as the distant mountains hidden in the rain and fog, melancholy sentimental is a unique charming appearance.

Gong Mo's slender fingers gracefully use the pen and drop the strokes. It snows in Beijing on February 21, 2017.

This is the third day that Bai Xiaoya lost her memory. She seems to have forgotten everything about Leng Zetian, and her head is no longer in severe pain. Maybe this is God's last pity for him, and she wants to give them more time to start over. However, once something starts, it can't continue to be controlled.

The rustle of brush and ink plays a quiet melody on the jade white book. The serious side face of Gongmo is as beautiful as an unfolding ancient painting. Not English, but meaningful and neat regular script, black ink, flowing handwriting, such as his general style, there is a kind of elegance and nobility from the bone.

I don't know how long after that, he closed the book and went to the windowsill in silence, gazing at the snow all over the sky, deep in thought.

At the end of the book, there is a postcard depicting the water town in the south of the Yangtze River, with a beautiful poem on the back.

"I've been through Jiangnan,

the beauty waiting in the season is like the blooming and falling of lotus.

If the east wind does not come, the catkins of March do not fly,

your heart is a small lonely city.

Just as the streets of Qingshi are late,

the footfalls are silent, and the spring curtains in March are not uncovered.

Your heart is a small window leaf tightly closed,

the sound of my horse's hooves is a beautiful mistake,

I am not a returnee, but a passer-by. "

Signed by Cheng Wenlan.

In Suzhou, far away, the postcard sender Cheng Wenlan is wearing a hand-made splendid shawl. Leaning against the red painted pillars of the pavilion, she smiles and looks at the moonlight in a daze.

Three years, she waited for three years, finally three days ago, waiting for a call from Miyamoto. Although it is to ask her to hypnotize Bai Liusu again through the phone and let her forget the memory of the day, Cheng Wenlan understands that this is the beginning of all the changes.

After three years of waiting, the dawn finally came.According to her experience, a patient with dual personality will only lead to faster memory recovery after second hypnosis.

At that time, the huge stimulation, there will be only two results, either that woman completely recovered, or completely died.

Whatever it is, Cheng Wenlan knows clearly that Gongmo will need her more than ever.

Three years, enough to bore a woman.

Even if it wasn't enough, she was patient and continued to wait.

It's just that she will wait, and the other man who has noticed something strange will not wait for a second -

at 3:30 a.m. Beijing time, the conference hall of the first hospital in Beijing is full of head nurses who are responsible for the management of neonatal archives in 48 top three hospitals in Beijing.

Most of them were called up from the bed by an urgent call, and sat around with sleepy faces. Nearly 50 head nurses were sitting at the table with black eyes and yawning, waiting for years.

"What's going on, calling us in the middle of the night? I've only been sleeping for two hours. I'm still on the morning shift tomorrow. It's killing me. "

"I don't know. From yesterday on, the leaders of the hospital were like beating chicken blood. Under the general instructions, they were tired to death!"

"Don't mention it. I've been working overtime for three consecutive days. I haven't closed my eyes all night. It's not a human life!"

"It's a big deal, otherwise how could we get together so well in the middle of the night! But it's so easy to find a child who was born three years ago, and I'm not sure if he was born in Beijing. It's just looking for a needle in a haystack! It's impossible to find it! "

"It must be the illegitimate son of some big leader's unspeakable relative. Otherwise, how could such a big battle be waged. Alas, our side is not a key battlefield. I heard that private hospitals are making more trouble there. They say that there is a reward, which is worth a million! And for those who provide effective information, 50000 yuan will be awarded directly! "