Does my wife remember me today?

I was surprised by his initiative, but before I asked, he tacitly agreed that I would definitely agree. The chin that was originally resting on my shoulder rubbed downward, and I couldn't help trembling. It turned out that he stretched He licked my right ear with his tongue.

He still has the fresh water vapor left in the bathroom on his body, and the earlobe wrapped by the tip of his tongue is filled with hot and humid temperature, and his hands are not idle, one hand rests on my back waist, and the other moves down... …Soon I lost my mind to ask why he did this, and pressed him with a somewhat impatient backhand, and he also lay down obediently after lighting the fire, but kept looking at me intently.

I was almost drunk in his eyes full of love and tenderness, even when I leaned over to kiss him, I couldn't bear to close my eyes.

……

A long and lingering night.

Until the last moment, I could still see the brilliant fireworks in his eyes, just like that day when he smiled and wished me a happy new year on the phone.

He was a little bit exhausted by my tossing, but he didn't complain, he just panted and leaned against me.

I turned on the bedside light to the darkest, leaving only a little light that could clearly see his appearance, put one arm around him, and touched the tip of his handsome nose with a thin layer of sweat with the other hand, softly calling his name.

He nodded in response to me, his hair softly pressed against my chest and undulating slightly, a little itchy.

I pushed back the broken hair on his forehead and asked, "What's wrong?"

You're... not feeling right today.

He smiled and looked up at me. Under the slightly dim light, his long eyelashes cast a shadow under his eyes.

My wife grabbed my hand, but said what I wanted to ask him: "I think something is wrong with you today."

me?

I turned my palm over and clasped it with his five fingers: "Is there any?"

I sighed in my heart, it turns out... I couldn't hide it from his eyes.

He nodded without asking any further questions, but gently rubbed the back of my hand with his fingertips, conveying a small but warm comfort.

I was surrounded by his subtle warmth, and a heart that had been suspended gradually fell down.

I used to think, what if this happened to him?

What if I forgot about him?

I didn't have a clue what to think at the time, but at this moment, I suddenly felt that even if I accidentally forgot about him, as long as my wife appeared in front of me again, I would definitely fall in love with him again just like he fell in love with me again.

Before sleepiness slowly hit me, I turned over and hugged him, and asked softly: "Honey, what if you don't remember me?"

He froze for a moment in my arms, as if he remembered the day we walked back to the hotel together.

After a while, I heard his voice through my chest: "That's okay."

I don't understand.

He stood up and looked at me with a smile in his eyes: "Because no matter what memory I have lost, as long as I meet you again, I will definitely fall in love with you at first sight."

"So..." His other hand also grabbed my finger, "Maybe I will trouble you, find me."

My heart seemed to be twitched lightly and heavily by something. Although it could not be called a turbulent heart, the corner of my mouth could not be restrained.

I originally wanted to ask him about that year, but I was afraid that he would be sad when he recalled it, so I dared not speak up.

Don't ask.I think now.

I want you to be safe, I want you to be happy.

I want there to be no fragments in your memory that you don't want to recall.

If possible, I want all the unhappiness you have had to be filled by me.

Maybe... Then you will really not remember me.

But it doesn't matter, you said, as long as I find you.

He in my arms was gradually surrounded by drowsiness, listening to his gentle breathing, my mood was unprecedentedly peaceful.

I put my wife on the pillow very carefully, luckily I didn't wake him up.

I got up and got dressed, stood on the balcony for a while, looked up at the moonless sky, then went back to the bedroom, staring quietly at his sleeping face for a long time.

After thinking about it, I tiptoedly grabbed a handful of mints from the snack cabinet and put them in my pocket.

Then... I went into the closet.

This puzzling setup! !WTF! !This is how a good atmosphere is destroyed!

I complained dissatisfied about the garbage settings in my heart, but I still closed my eyes and meditated in my heart.

——Please let me go back to the day when he first met me.

wait for me.

The dizziness this time was more violent than the previous few times, maybe the time span was a little longer.

I went back to the apartment this time, it was still morning, I went around the house, only the breath of my life, I smiled self-deprecatingly.

Although I have made this preparation...but just now there was my lover who was sleeping soundly on the bed, but now I have to face the empty bedroom, it is inevitable that I feel a little disappointed.

But before my sadness was over, the phone turned up impatiently.

Old Ji's voice was like a bell: "Son, are you awake? Don't forget the celebration banquet tonight."

I responded to him, and said: "By the way, Dad, I'll go to the company this afternoon to take a look, so that I can get acquainted, so that no one will recognize me at night..."

Lao Ji had no objection to my request, confessed a few more words, and hung up the phone.

After hanging up the phone, I lay on the sofa and looked at the ceiling, feeling a little dazed.

I thought about it, opened the phone search engine, and entered my wife's name.

Sure enough, almost nothing works.

I opened Weibo again. At that time, I had just met Xiaolu not long ago. Her Weibo ID was still the normal Lulululululu. She was not eroded by the lawless place of the Internet, and she bloomed quietly alone.

There are still a few messages from her in the private message, which are nothing more than discussing with me about Bagel’s new article, and some rainbow farts that I made up.

I suddenly had a bad idea and wanted to tease her.

[A kitten pancake: Deer. 】

[Lulululululu:? ? ?Sister, I remember I didn't tell you the name, said, did you peep into my life! 】

【A kitty pancake: …………】

I don't want to talk to her anymore.

[A kitten pancake: Yes, I actually came back from time travel, would you believe it. 】

[Lulululululu: Xinxinxin, can you tell me about the final ending of your wife's "White Mug"→_→】

[A kitty pancake: No problem, let me give you a spoiler, in the end they were not together, Slag Gong was reborn and was tortured to the point of crying by the villain, and he didn't forgive him at the last moment...]

[Lulululululu: Damn it! ! !Don't talk nonsense, Bagel wouldn't write like that! ! 】

[A kitty cake: Don’t believe me, I also know that you have always liked an actor named Xia Hai, and you want to be his wife every day...]

【Lulululululu: …………………………】

[Lulululululu: I remember that I never told you that I like Xiaxia.No, not this question, the question is is the ending of that book really like this? ? 】

[Lulululululu: Forget it, don't ask, I'm a little confused now.Sister, let me calm down. 】

I didn't tease her anymore, and I couldn't help but see the puzzled face of the little girl in my mind, and I couldn't help lying on the sofa and laughing.

I felt relieved a lot, so I just sat up and started to prepare for the afternoon's itinerary.

I didn't have time to order a new suit, so I searched through the boxes and finally found a set of clothes that my wife had inadvertently praised as beautiful. I prepared it as meticulously and nervously as a male peacock in front of the mirror, striving to be impeccable in appearance.

However, when I finished packing and walked out the door, I still felt a little uneasy.

After all, it was time to meet him.

"As long as I meet you again, I will definitely fall in love with you at first sight."

His words echoed in my ears, I made up my mind, lifted my legs and got into the car that had been waiting downstairs for a long time.

If I see you later, what shall I call you?

——A lover whom I have never met, but whom I am bound to deeply.

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Trembling another chapter!

It's almost over...

Ah... shed tears that didn't match the outline.