You are my trial marriage honey wife

Become the strong, conceited and fearless woman he loves!

But he can't, can't

After a loud roar, Yunchu shook his head and retreated painfully.

Retreating, his expression became very decadent. His eyes seemed to have no idea where to put them. He shook his lips and murmured hoarsely, "I also want her to change back... But I can't, can't..."

How could he have the heart to let her be hurt again? Even if it was a little hurt, he couldn't have the heart to let her bear it.

But every time she appears, she will be black and blue

An Ruocheng suddenly got a punch for no reason. After stabilizing his body, an anger soared quickly. He almost didn't want to think about it. He raised his fist and waved it towards Yunchu.

However, when he looked at Shang Yunchu's sad and painful eyes, his fist suddenly stopped and couldn't wave any more.

He felt that Yunchu at the moment was too similar to him at the moment.

He said that he also wanted to change "she" back into "she" in Chinese. Who did he mean? Is it still?

But they don't seem to have much intersection at all.

I still obviously didn't know him before.

Can it be said that the "she" in his mouth is not the same as usual?

An Ruocheng was stiff and slowly took back his hand.

He looked at the man in front of him with slightly frowned eyes and heard him say that he also wanted her to change back, but he couldn't, couldn't

What can't you do?

Does it hurt her to let her change back?

His hand hanging on his side could not help but clench it.

At this time, Yunchu slowly raised his head, a slight smile appeared on his face, looked at an Ruocheng, and suddenly retreated slowly.

Back, back, suddenly turned and walked towards the door.

He held his head up as if he was about to lose his breath. He gasped heavily and sped to the door.

"Yunchu!" An Ruocheng shouted to stop him. Seeing that he suddenly stopped, he took two steps forward and said to him, "no matter what you want, I will let her come back!"

His voice is loud, with absolute strength.

The "she" in his mouth naturally refers to the normal Gu still he likes.

Yunchu stood with his back to him, his body slightly stiff.

He didn't look back. He was silent for a moment. He said hoarsely, "take good care of her. Otherwise, I will take her away so that you will never find her again. "

He doesn't want to let go, but he has to let go now.

He can't be selfish. He should let her live a normal life, not make him what he wants.

Now, someone already knows the secret and will help her.

All he can do is let go.

Let go is the best thing for her.

His voice was so hoarse that it didn't seem to come out, but it made people hear it clearly and clearly.

An Ruocheng's hand clenched fiercely, and his whole body sent out a strong cold. He said quickly without even thinking about it: "I won't give you this opportunity!"

Yunchu stood still for a moment, but he didn't say a word. He took a step and walked towards the door.

The door was opened and closed.

An Ruocheng stood in place, still staring at the door for a long time.

What happened tonight and the secrets he knew still confused his whole mind.

He is not Yunchu. Alcohol can't paralyze his nerves at all. He is still very sober.

I don't know how long he stood in place before he slowly turned around and walked upstairs.

The person on the bed is still sleeping, her eyebrows are relaxed and her face is peaceful. It seems that she will relax a little only in a dream.

Ann Ruocheng gently sat by the bed, slowly bent down, looked at the flawless white face, and couldn't help reaching out to close the hair next to her ears.

"Yiyi, you'll be back soon, won't you?"

He said in a low voice, quietly looking at his sleeping face, with deep expectation in the bottom of his eyes.

How he hoped that as soon as she woke up, she would become the person he wanted.

But can it really be so simple?

If you can change so easily, how can Yunchu show that kind of divine injury.

Just thinking, the person on the bed suddenly gave a light sound, moved and suddenly opened his eyes.

Ann Ruocheng looked at her and looked at her at a glance.

Those are still strange and frightened eyes.

At that moment, how he hoped that the person waking up at the moment was the one he was thinking about.

Unfortunately, he was disappointed.

"You..."

"I'm not your wife."

An Ruocheng was interrupted by Gu Yiyi as soon as she opened her mouth. She shrunk aside in panic and grabbed the quilt tightly.

Seeing how close he was, she stared at him defensively, her eyes full of fear.

An Ruocheng suddenly remembered Yunchu's words. In the past three years, her mood has been very stable and has not changed much. Almost no other personality has appeared.

Now another personality suddenly appears, all because he forced her before, which deeply hurt her and aroused her deep-rooted fear.

Today, however, she was frightened by Ling Xiao's big man Axin before she suddenly changed into other personality.

The present Gu Yiyi is the product of extreme fear.

An Ruocheng's eyebrows tightened tightly, and his heart kept thinking, what has his little wife experienced? Why did this happen?

Although he did not understand the reasons for the formation of multiple personality, he probably had some basic concepts in his mind.

Can it be said that what bad things she experienced when she was a child left a deep shadow in her heart?

"I'm not your wife... Don't look at me like that..."

Gu Yiyi's timid voice suddenly broke the silence.

Ann Ruocheng suddenly recovered, looked at the little woman in front of her, took a light breath, lowered her voice and said, "I know. I mean no harm. Don't be afraid. Will you sleep here tonight and I'll sleep downstairs? "

He whispered coaxing, but his heart firmly added that Yiyi, no matter who you are, no matter what personality, is his wife.

It seems that because of his promise, Gu Yiyi's panic at the bottom of her eyes dissipated a little. She stared at him for a few seconds. Seeing that he really meant no harm, she pursed her lips, turned around and closed her eyes.

An Ruocheng looked at her back - the familiar back, smelling the familiar fragrance from her hair... God knows how much he wanted to hold her in his arms.

But he can't, he can't!

When she woke up, she was still the timid and cowardly Gu Yiyi, not his Yiyi. Under the pressure of the extremely strong desire to hold her in my heart, I turned to my desk, turned on the computer, clicked on the web page, and entered the words "multiple personality disorder".