Chapter 257 Restoring memory
Sheng Xingye's face was solemn, but the hospital was flooded with many reporters carrying cameras. They wanted to file in, but they were stopped by a group of bodyguards.

Si Chengyu didn't say a word, just sat beside Sheng Jiuxuan's hospital bed, helped her tuck the quilt, and combed her broken hair.

"If Jiao'er dies, I will give you an explanation."

He will accompany Jiaoer.

Sheng Xingye saw that his face was ashen, and felt something was wrong. He couldn't, he wanted to die for love, right?
Sheng Jiuxuan felt that she was sleeping in a deep dream.

Her eyes were full of bright brilliance, a little dazzling, which made her unable to keep her eyes open.

It was just the fleeting voices that sounded in her ears, bringing together her past and present lives.

The blurred figure gradually became clearer.

The narrow and gloomy eyes and the handsome facial features slowly enlarged in front of her eyes.

Sure enough, it was him.

Those are all him.

She talked about the man she would treat well when she came back, her husband, and her pair of children.

"Jiaoer! Jiaoer!"

Si Chengyu's face was full of tiredness, but his two hands still held her hand tightly, unwilling to let go. Seeing the crystal eyes slipping from the corners of her eyes to the pinnae of her ears, Si Chengyu couldn't help shouting.

"Jiao'er, I know, you won't leave me behind, right?"

"Jiao'er, I won't let you die."

"Please, can you wake up?"

His eyes were red with tears, and he held her white hand on his thin lips and kissed her reverently.

Another tear fell from the end of her eye.

She wants to wake up, wants to see him.

However, the tip of her index finger trembled slightly, and Si Chengyu smiled through tears, "Jiaoer!"

His cries became more intense and urgent.

The wet eyelashes flickered open, and she blinked a few times to see the face of the man in front of her clearly.

"husband?"

She struggled to sit up, but Si Chengyu hugged her happily.

"Jiao'er, you're finally awake!"

"Little sister!"

When Sheng Xingye heard the movement, he naturally rushed into the ward.

"elder brother!"

Sheng Jiuxuan smiled with a weak face, with the joy of the rest of his life.

"Honey, you hug me too tightly, I can't breathe!"

Si Chengyu immediately loosened his arms, and asked belatedly, "Jiaoer, you, what did you call me just now?"

Sheng Jiuxuan smiled helplessly, "Of course it's my husband, it's Jiaojiao's dear husband!"

It's hard to hide her coquettish softness and dependence in her weakness.

And Sheng Xingye seemed to be struck by lightning. This, is this still his little sister?Even in front of Mo Tingchuan, she has never acted like this.

But speaking of it, the way she and Si Chengyu got along a year ago seemed to be the same, but he belatedly felt that it was the younger sister's cover-up to escape from him.

"You, you remember?"

Si Chengyu couldn't believe it at all, and immediately hugged her in surprise.

"Yes, my husband, I remember it."

"How could Jiaojiao forget you? You idiot!"

She held his handsome face, touched his skin and chin with delicate fingertips, and stroked his stubble.

"Husband, I still remembered that the reason why I was with An Chongnan before was because of the scar on his hand, which made me think that he was the little brother I met when I was a child."

Si Chengyu couldn't hide his excitement. So, she has never liked anyone before. Is he the only one she has always liked?

(End of this chapter)

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