"The little boy will never forget what happened back then. Now, the little girl has finally become his wife."

Speaking of this, Lu Yuchen slowly released the shackles of his arms.

He gently supported Xin Luo, with his bottomless black eyes, staring at her for a moment.

"Lolo, do you know? Little boys don't like others, he only likes little girls. He doesn't have many extravagances in this world, he just wants to have a baby that belongs to both of them."

After Lu Yuchen finished speaking, he looked down at Xin Luo.

He was waiting for her answer.

He believed that his own story would surely move her.

However, a few seconds later, Xin Luo's expression changed strangely.

She first looked at herself blankly, and then, in the eyes of Peach Blossom, who was full of sorrow and pain just now, a brilliant look suddenly burst out.

It is a kind of hopeful light.

After shock and astonishment, endless joy gushed from the beautiful eyes.

Immediately afterwards, he looked at his little woman without thinking, stretched out his arms and leaped towards him, and plunged into his arms.

Even if such an action would pull the wound, she didn't seem to hurt.

"Yuchen, Yuchen..." Xin Luo called softly.

Pleasant tone, with obvious surprise and excitement.

Lu Yuchen was startled slightly.

Mingming Luoluo took the initiative to throw him into his arms and was hugging him tightly, but he couldn't feel any joy.

There is even an unspeakable sadness and uneasiness that haunts my heart.

It's like, those two "Yu Chen" sounds are not calling oneself.

"Yuchen, great. You're back, you're finally back..." Xin Luo hugged Lu Yuchen, muttering in a low voice, excitement.

The wound that felt unbearable pain just now can no longer be an obstacle to stop her.

She buried her small face into the man's chest, her two small hands tightly around his waist, she only felt that this was the greatest surprise God had given herself.

The first personality is the first person back!

Only she and Yu Chen knew the story just now.

The second personality doesn't know the past at all.

The first personality closed all memories for her before she fell asleep. When the second personality met her again, she didn't even know who she was, so how could she know the secrets of childhood.

The only person who knows the past, the story of the little boy and the little girl hiding in the bushes on a rainy night outside the orphanage, is only her and the first personality.

The more Xin Luo thought about it, the more excited he became, and he didn't notice the man being hugged by him, his body stiffening little by little.

"I thought you would never come back again... Yinyin said that you are self-hypnotized and will sleep forever. Diana said that even if I am willing to be a bridge, dual personality is not that easy to cure. I, I really thought it would take ten. Years, 20 years, or even forever... Unexpectedly, you actually came back!"

"Sorry, sorry... I really didn't know at that time..."

"I don't know that my departure will put you in such a situation... I'm sorry, Yu Chen... I'm sorry... I love you, don't leave me again..."

Xinluo hugged Lu Yuchen, clinging tightly, never letting go.

Even if he wants to hate himself, blame himself, she will not let go.

People who have been depressed for so long and waited so long, thinking that they will never come back, can't see the path of hope at all, and suddenly there is light.

She couldn't help crying, hugging her beloved man.

Crying like a child abandoned by the world.

And now, even if abandoned by the whole world, her dependence has returned.

Xin Luo couldn't cry so much that she was in the arms of her most beloved man.

But she didn't see that the man who was hugged by her had handsome and profound features, bit by bit covered in frost.

The narrow, black and white eyes were gradually saturated with bloodthirsty scarlet.

[The author has something to say] These three chapters have set a record. I actually wrote more than 6 hours, which is too difficult to write. Today’s guarantee is 4 chapters. It depends on the situation. It’s too difficult to write this paragraph.