The top idol is not a substitute

In the following days, Yan Xuan tried her best to help Song Xiangsi recover her memory, but she still couldn't remind her of everything.

Others comforted Yan Xuan, some things need to pay attention to timing, Song Xiang can't think about it at this moment, it must be because the timing has not arrived.

So gradually, Yan Xuan no longer deliberately helped Song Xiangsi recover her memory.

On this day, Yan Xuan went to the hospital just after finishing her work, and happened to bump into Song Ye chatting with Song Xiangsi.

So instead of going directly into the ward, he waited outside the door for a while.

In the past two months, although Song Ye didn't feel sorry for her anymore, his face was still indifferent, and the most he said every time they met was to ask her to take good care of Song Xiangsi.

Fortunately, Song Ye was busy with work, and she had a lot of schedules, so the two of them didn't bump into each other very often in the past two months.

Song Ye was still telling Song Xiangsi what to do after she was discharged from the hospital, but she was staring at the outside of the ward, absent-minded.

She turned her head and looked outside the door, and saw Yan Xuan's back, she didn't know how long she had been here.

Song Ye turned around and didn't continue, saying, "Forget it, you won't listen to me if I tell you now, and I'll ask your assistant to tell you when the time comes."

After Song Ye finished explaining, he wanted to turn around and leave to make room for the two of them.

Song Xiangsi came back to her senses. Before, she thought that Song was making things difficult for them and didn't want her to meet Yan Xuan. It was only during this time that she realized that Song was actually trying to fulfill her.

Otherwise, if Song Ye insisted on transferring her to go abroad, she couldn't stop her.

After all, she just woke up with a blank mind, and she was more likely to be fooled.

"Mom," Song Xiangsi paused, then smiled, "Thank you."

Song Ye paused and replied, "Thank you for what?"

"Thank you for not breaking us up."

Song Xiangsi's performance at this moment proves that her choice at that time was not wrong.

But Song wasn't used to Song Xiangsi talking to her like this, so he smiled and said, "You're welcome, after all, I really thought that she would never find you again."

The smile on the corner of Song Xiangsi's mouth froze for a few seconds, then she became quiet.

Seeing her like this, Song Ye shook his head, ready to leave.

"Mom," Song Xiangsi called her again before saying, "Let's have a meal together, and Xiaoxuan."

During this period of time, Song Xiangsi could see that every time Yan Xuan came, she would leave, and when Yan Xuan was away, she would stay longer.

After a while, Song Ye replied to her: "Is your Xiaoxuan not feeling well?"

Song Xiangsi was stunned for a moment, and understood that what she said meant she accepted Yan Xuan and her dinner invitation, she bent her lips and said with a smile, "No."

A western restaurant near the hospital.

After ordering the meal, the atmosphere was a little frozen.

Yan Xuan raised her eyes and looked at Song Ye who was sitting directly opposite her. Although she understood that Song Xiangsi wanted to create opportunities for her and her mother to get along, but...

I always feel that the scene is a bit awkward now.

"I'll go to the bathroom, you two talk first." Song Xiangsi put down the menu in her hand and said something.

After Song Xiangsi left, Yan Xuan hesitated about how to speak. According to Song Ye's previous attitude, she must not have a good impression in the other party's heart now.

"Weren't you very courageous when you entered my office that day?"

Song Ye took a sip of his wine and said leisurely.

Yan Xuan sat up straight, and upon hearing that the entanglement in her heart dissipated, she smiled and said, "So I guessed wrong."

Song also raised his chin, looked at her and waited for the next sentence.

"You seem to like me a lot." The smile on Yan Xuan's face widened.

"You think too much. Before you came, Xiangsi told me to be gentle with you." Song also denied her words coldly.

Yan Xuan nodded and did not refute her words, but her mood improved a lot, the previous entanglement and anxiety disappeared, and she spoke more casually.

"Aunt Song, would you like to have a glass of wine together?"

After speaking, he raised his glass to her.

Song Ye glanced at her and said, "Isn't it Mr. Song? Why is it called Aunt Song now?"

Although what he said was a rhetorical question, he raised his goblet honestly and touched her.

Yan Xuan burst out laughing: "Aunt Song, are you eavesdropping on my conversation with your assistant?"

The few times she called Mr. Song was mentioned when she was talking to Lin Wei, she didn't expect that Song Ye would bring it up to talk about it now.

And it seems that she still cares about this matter very much.

Song also looked away, took a sip of his wine to cover up, and said, "I just heard it."

The smile on Yan Xuan's face gradually faded, she seemed to understand Song Ye's complicated mood.

Out of a mother's worry about her daughter, she is afraid that her daughter will suffer the same harm again, but she has to accept it because her daughter likes it.

"I was afraid that you would mind, so I didn't change my words."

Aunt Song sounded much closer than Boss Song. During this period of time, the relationship between the two was lukewarm, so she didn't change her words.

Before Song Ye could say anything, Yan Xuan said seriously: "Aunt Song, don't worry, I will treat Song Song very well after we are together, and promise not to hurt her again."

Yan Xuan thought there was nothing wrong with her words, but Song Ye paused.

She reacted for a moment, looked at Yan Xuan suspiciously, and asked, "What do you mean after you are together? You haven't been together again in the past two months?"

Yan Xuan thought about it seriously, then nodded, and replied: "I promised you that I will let Song Song decide our relationship after she recovers her memory."

Song Ye was silent for a few seconds, and asked, "Have you been so obedient since you were a child?"

Yan Xuan had sensed another meaning in Song Ye's words at this time, but she nodded without changing her face: "I have been a three-good student since elementary school."

"What about Acacia? Is she willing to be so vague with you?"

"Unclear?" Yan Xuan hesitated, "Song Song said to respect my choice."

Song Ye: "..."

She didn't expect Yan Xuan to be so obedient, nor did she expect Song Xiangsi to be so obedient.

"What if she can't recover her memory for the rest of her life?" Song Ye asked.

"Then stay with her forever like this." Yan Xuan replied.

When Song Xiangsi came back from the bathroom, she happened to hear Yan Xuan's words and was a little moved.

"I heard it, don't go back on your word."

Song Xiangsi sat down while saying these words, but unexpectedly received a stare from Song Ye.

"You didn't even know what she said before, so you just answered." Song Ye's voice was filled with resentment.

Song Xiangsi cast her eyes on Yan Xuan who was giggling aside.

Yan Xuan coughed lightly, and repeated it to her with a suppressed smile.

After listening to the words, the expression on Song Xiangsi's face was finally in sync with Song Ye's.

"Have you done everything you need to do? Didn't you remember anything?" Song Ye asked Yan Xuan.

"I remembered a little bit, but it's almost like I didn't remember it." Yan Xuan glanced at Song Xiangsi.

Song Xiangsi sat obediently at the side, listening to the two discussing themselves.

"Have you done everything you need to do?" Song Ye asked again.

Yan Xuan sensitively heard another meaning from her words, and said with a reddish face, "What can you do in the hospital."

Song Ye nodded thoughtfully, and then said: "Then leave the hospital half a day earlier, and maybe you'll recover after you go home and do what you need to do."

Yan Xuan blinked her eyes: "?"

It shouldn't be used in this kind of place, right?

Song Xiangsi didn't understand the secret words of the two of them, and only explained to Yan Xuan: "The doctor said that I can be discharged from the hospital at noon tomorrow, and it will be fine half a day earlier."

Thinking that there are many memories of the two of them in Nanyang Yulou, which will also help Song Xiangsi recover her memory, she nodded.

At night, it was already nine o'clock in the evening when the two returned to Nanyang Yulou.

I heard from Cheng Chen that during this period of time, the house in Nanyang Yulou has been cleaned, so there is no need to worry about hygiene.

Facing the two keys sent by Cheng Chen, Yan Xuan hesitated for two seconds, not knowing which suite to open first.

At this time, Cheng Chen reminded: "Since you left, Mr. Song bought your original house, and he has been living in your house since then. The furnishings inside have not been touched. Mr. Song means you Should understand."

Yan Xuan took the key, opened the apartment she lived in before, and walked in without noticing Song Xiangsi's expression behind her.

Seeing this, Cheng Chen left quietly.

After Yan Xuan left, Song Xiangsi kept the house as it was before, as if she had never left.

No. 11 months after leaving, she came back here again.

From the living room to the kitchen to the bedroom, it was exactly the same as when she left.

Yan Xuan looked at the familiar place, her eyes were a little sore, it was emotion, sadness or surprise, but in the end all her emotions turned into a cry of joy.

Glad to be able to come back again.

It was her, and it was them.

Yan Xuan stared at the photo of the wedding dress hanging in the living room in a daze for a few seconds. She asked Yuan Yuan if she had burned the photo before, and Yuan Yuan said it was.

At that time Yuan Yuan would not lie to her.

So now this photo will only be found by Song Xiangsi and hung up again.

Yan Xuan didn't expect that when she came back here, her mood would be so complicated.

"Looking at it this way, we seem to have already been married." Song Xiangsi walked to her side, looked up at the photo and smiled slightly.

Yan Xuan turned her head slightly to look at her, but couldn't say a word.

Seeing this, Song Xiangsi smiled, raised his hand to stroke her head, and said softly: "I never blamed you, and I was never angry with you. You can forgive me, I am already very lucky."

Yan Xuan faintly noticed that Song Xiangsi's behavior was a little different from this time, different from the obedient and obedient one before, now she was more like a wolf hiding under the gentle appearance.

It's like... Song Xiangsi from before.

"You..." Before the words could be uttered, she was swallowed by Song Xiangsi's hot and fierce kiss. At some point, Yan Xuan pressed against the wall and was almost suffocated by her kiss.

Yan Xuan has experienced such passionate and longing kisses many times, and each time was the way Song Xiangsi expressed her welcome when she came back after leaving for a long time.

To tell her that she misses her very much.

The dominance was not in her hands, Yan Xuan passively accepted her kiss, after a while, Song Xiangsi seemed to sense Yan Xuan's discomfort, her movements gradually softened, and the kiss gradually fell from her lips to her neck. shoulders, the clothes fell to the ground, and deliberately suppressed breathing sounded in the living room.

"Song...Song, you...haven't you recovered your memory?" Yan Xuan couldn't bear being kissed by her, and she paused while speaking.

Song Xiangsi had just untied her skirt, and rested her fingertips on her waist, did not answer her words, only kissed her deeply.

Yan Xuan's thoughts were a little confused, and she didn't know how the two of them got from the living room to the big bed in the bedroom. She opened her eyes on the big bed, watching the white ceiling gradually focus, and then looked at Song Xiangsi who stopped moving in front of her, with a gentle face, and asked One sentence:

"you will not?"

There was imperceptible grievance and dissatisfaction in the voice.

Song Xiangsi pursed her lips and gave a soft smile, shook her head, raised her hand and took out a box of finger cots from the pillow cabinet and opened them, then bent over and kissed her again after a while, and rubbed her fingertips under her body. turn around.

Yan Xuan felt more comfortable. After watching her whole set of movements, she recalled what she hadn't answered just now, and asked again:

"Did you remember?"

Song Xiangsi didn't raise her head, she just hummed.

"Then why did you just... um," Song Xiangsi interrupted what she wanted to say with her fingertips, and it took a long time for Yan Xuan to regain her voice, "Why didn't you tell me just now."

"I love you."

When Song Xiangsi said these words, her movements stopped.

Yan Xuan was startled when she heard this sentence suddenly.

Song Xiangsi buried her head in her neck and kissed, and said cautiously:

"do not leave Me."

There was a moist feeling on her neck that was different from a kiss. Yan Xuan was stunned for a moment, then she turned her head and met Song Xiangsi's eyes.

Seeing her reddened eyes drooping, Yan Xuan's heart began to turn sour, she raised her hand to gently stroke her cheek, kissed her lips, and responded to her words:

"I love you too."

Song Xiangsi slowly raised his eyes to meet her gaze.

"I will never leave you again," Yan Xuan paused, kissed her eyes, and said softly, "So Song Song, don't be sad."

"it is good."

The worry in Song Xiangsi's heart gradually dissipated, because her comforting became more and more unbridled, wrapping around her again, not letting go of every inch of her skin.

"So when did you recover your memory just now?"

"I remembered it when I entered the door. We are in the living room, in the kitchen, in the bathroom..."

"Stop—so you remember it all?"

"I remembered."

"Why didn't you tell me just now? Didn't you want to hide it from me?"

Song Xiangsi was quiet for a while, looked "condescendingly" at the person lying under her, thought for a few seconds before answering truthfully:

"The roots of your ears are softer at this time."

Yan Xuan: "?"

"what does it mean?"

"I will promise you."

Yan Xuan: "What did you say just now?"

Song Xiangsi shook her head and asked softly:

"Can you be my girlfriend? Or let me be your girlfriend."

Yan Xuan raised her eyebrows and replied, "Yes, but I want to be on top."

Song Xiangsi still shook her head: "No, I want to serve the master today."

Yan Xuan: "..."

On the other hand, Song Xiangsi looked serious and didn't feel uncomfortable at all.

Yan Xuan swallowed her saliva: "I was wrong..."

"No, Xiaoxuan is right, Xiaoxuan just wants to have some fun, Song Song understands."

It only takes one sentence to change from tenderness to childishness.

Yan Xuan coughed lightly and took a breath.

She was called master, but she didn't actually have the slightest dominance, allowing Song Xiangsi to draw her own mark on her body.

After a long time, the bedroom became quiet.

In the darkness, there was the sound of two people breathing lightly.

"Xiaoxuan."

"Ok?"

"Xiaoxuan."

"Ah."

"Xiaoxuan, Xiaoxuan, Xiaoxuan."

"It's there."

"I love you."

The calling finally stopped, and Yan Xuan hugged her tightly.

Her embrace was as warm as ever, the haven it had taken her so long to return to.

"I love you too, so don't worry about it in the future."

"I will never leave you again."

She whispered this promise gently in her ear.

Each other's worries dissipated at this moment, and they will spend their entire lives fulfilling all their promises.

Let go of the past and start over.

No matter how long it takes, they will always be just them.

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