When Li Beicheng saw her actions, he raised his eyebrows inexplicably and didn't take them to heart.

He quietly put Ya'er's hair into his pocket. Yan Xiaye looked at Li Beicheng opposite the hospital bed, and prepared to leave with a faint expression.

If Li Beicheng was not here, she originally planned to stay and see Ya'er, such as recalling surveillance videos to see if the nurses here work hard or not.

But Li Beicheng is here, so of course she doesn't have to bother with any trouble with Ya'er.

"Li Yuntang, let's go." Yan Xiaye turned around and left freely.

Since she saw Li Beicheng, she only looked at him from beginning to end, her eyes were calm and there was nothing strange, and she was truly love and hate.

She had completely let go of everything before.

She is very happy now, and she doesn't want to be disturbed by those bad memories.

Behind her.

Li Beicheng closed his eyes, savoring Yan Xiaye's eyes, and a delicate and dense pain came from his heart.

...

After leaving the sanatorium, Yan Xiaye returned to the car and put Ya'er's falling hair into a sealed bag prepared in advance.

Li Yuntang looked at her behavior and received a call from Yan Jiu: "...Okay, I understand."

Putting down his phone, he looked at Yan Xiaye who was a little concerned, and said carefully: "Yan Rou's condition is still stable at present. The doctor said that her current situation is a sign of miscarriage, but as long as you don't commit suicide, there will be no big problem.

.”

Yan Xiaye's tense heart relaxed: "Fortunately, as long as the child is fine, Lu Jiahao will not do crazy stupid things."

"No matter what, I won't let him hurt you."

Li Yuntang raised his hand and rubbed her soft hair, and continued to say with a gentle voice: "I still have time, where do I want to go next?"

Yan Xiaye looked at the time on the watch and hesitated for a moment: "It seems that there is a shopping mall nearby. Yiren is about to give birth to a baby. I want to buy some gifts for her. Do you want to accompany me?"

"good."

As long as Yan Xiaye likes it, Li Yuntang has no objection.

The driver drove to the entrance of the mall. Yan Xiaye followed the sign to find the mother and baby area, and was very happy to see the soft and cute little clothes.

"Li Yuntang, this one is so beautiful!"

He picked out a pink and blue jacket, Yan Xiaye rubbed his soft sleeves and said in surprise: "Yiren will definitely like it."

"What about our baby?"

Li Yuntang followed her side with her, looking down at her with affectionate and gentle look, attracting the attention of everyone in the store.

There are very few men who are willing to spend time with their wife to visit maternal and child stores.

What's more, Li Yuntang is handsome and has no friends. He says that the summer night is beautiful and charming. The two of them jokingly whisper from time to time. Their eyes are full of love, and the background is full of pink bubbles.

The expectant mothers in the store looked at it enviously for a while.

They secretly took out their mobile phones to take photos and uploaded them to their friends circles.

The title is an ideal marriage, and I will give my husband who refuses to appear for various reasons.

In the era of big data, this circle of friends has touched the worries of countless expectant mothers.

As of that night, the number of forwardings exceeded 100,000 in a day, which did not give people any time to respond.

At 8 o'clock in the evening.

Yan Xiaye stayed at Qin Yiren's house for a meal, and the latter accidentally browsed this circle of friends and said in surprise: "Xiaye, look!"

"Um?"

Yan Xiaye took the phone and saw herself smiling quietly in the photo. She was holding the clothes for Yiren baby in her hand, and was surrounded by the handsome and unparalleled Li Yuntang.

Compared to the simplest caption at the beginning, this caption looks like a lyric poem, which makes people envious and sad when they read it.

Blinking blankly, Yan Xiaye asked in confusion: "Hey? I didn't even notice when I took the photo?"

"It must be the people in the store, maybe the employees or something. I'll promote their store."

Qin Yiren covered her mouth and laughed, and took her mobile phone to search for related news, "Ah, someone has found out your identity, and there are also photos of Xiao Yunduo."

Yan Xiaye leaned over to read it, and the title of the news was even more exaggerated - a couple with extraordinary appearance and super cute and cute kids!

Under this news, some people recognize Yun Duo as the protagonist in the recent advertisement, and lament that they cannot give their children the good looks.

Some people praised Xiao Yunduo and Yan Xiaye for their similarities, and the family of three seemed to know that they had a good relationship.

Other comments and words were so funny that Xia Ye couldn't help.

Only the last one makes her mood complicated.

It’s fine if the melon-eating people don’t know the truth. I don’t know what Xiao Yunduo feels like when he sees it. It’s better to disappear such news as soon as possible.

"Xia Ye, are you worried about Yunduo's mind?"

Seeing Yan Xiaye's uncomfortable expression, Qin Yiren comforted her understandingly: "It's okay, Xiao Yunduo has just entered the entertainment industry, and you and Erye Li are not stars, so the popularity will not last long, maybe there will be no tomorrow.

People remember it."

"I hope so." Yan Xiaye held his cheek with one hand and said seriously: "The little guy hasn't mentioned his mommy again recently. I think he probably doesn't want others to discuss his mommy."

Qin Yiren patted her, "Anla, if there is really any problem, Erye Li will solve it."

After saying that, she put away her cell phone, looked at the night outside the floor-to-ceiling window, and made an enthusiastic suggestion: "Summer night, can we sleep together tonight?"

Yan Xiaye smiled and looked at her jokingly: "What should Chu Xinian do?"

"Let him stay alone in the empty room. Anyway, Erye Li is not in Jianghai tonight, and Xiao Yunduo goes out for training and is not at home."

Just finished speaking.

Chu Xinian knocked on the door and walked in. Seeing the two of them having a happy chat, he spoke consciously: "Good night, two ladies."

Yan Xiaye was a little embarrassed, Qin Yiren held the pillow and smiled: "By bye~"

Chu Xinian's thin lips curled up a doting curve, took his pajamas and left, and ran to the next room to rest.

Yan Xiaye, who had occupied the magpie's nest, blinked and fell on the bed: "Yiren, you have a good relationship with Chu Xinian, you are in a good relationship."

"Yes, he takes good care of me."

Qin Yiren lay beside her, looking up at the familiar ceiling, and suddenly felt a familiar feeling.

Yan Xiaye looked at her side and said nostalgically: "We used to chat in the yard, just like we are now."

All the past belongs to Huang Qian’s memories.

Qin Yiren nodded gently and said softly: "Xia Ye, Huang Qian once had a boyfriend."

"When?" Yan Xiaye was a little surprised and asked in surprise: "I have never heard her mention it... Have you remembered it?"

Qin Yiren shook her head and said helplessly: "She didn't tell you, nor did she tell anyone."

Yan Xiaye still felt incredible: "Huang Qian and I often contact each other. She would tell me what she had. It seems that she cared about that boyfriend very much."

"Because that man has a prominent family background, she may feel that he is not worthy of the other party, or for some other reason."

Speaking of this, Qin Yiren buried her face in the pillow and sighed with dejection: "Xia Ye, Huang Qian's ex-boyfriend is not my ex-boyfriend?"

This kind of question sounds difficult to answer.

Yan Xiaye thought for a moment: "Yiren, it may be a bit strange for me to say this, but objectively speaking, you and Huang Qian are the same person."

"I know, but..."

"You feel strange now, it's entirely because you don't have past memories."

Seeing that Qin Yiren was really awkward, Yan Xiaye continued patiently: "Huang Qian is not an independent personality. She is part of you. Her name is just a code name. Even if you change your name to Yan Xiaye now, you will still

You yourself.”

Qin Yiren looked at the ceiling and thought for a moment.

I seemed to understand something, but I didn't seem to understand anything.

Yan Xiaye left her time to think slowly and tried to help her open the knot in her heart: "Yiren, I think you should treat memory only as memory, not as Huang Qian's memory."

Qin Yiren pursed her lips depressedly: "It seems a bit difficult?"

"Does it sound difficult?"

Yan Xiaye was helpless. She had never lost her memory and could not accurately understand Qin Yiren's mood.

But she could accurately describe her mood: "If a stranger hears you so entangled, he might think you are traveling through your soul and be at a loss for the memory of the original owner."

"Ah, that's it!"

Qin Yiren suddenly raised her face and continued crying: "Xia Ye, I feel like I have traveled over here and occupied Huang Qian's body..."

"How is that possible?"

Yan Xiaye was amused and cried, and said slowly: "Believe me, your current nervousness comes from the unknown. There is nothing special when I think about it, but I just have an extra life experience."

Trying to understand what Yan Xiaye said, the pressure in Qin Yiren's heart was immediately relieved.
To be continued...