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Looking at An Yanmo in front of her, she felt that she did not have any emotional abnormal waves.

Doesn’t it mean that even if one’s memory disappears, one still remembers how one loved one?

Well, in this way, she should still remember the feeling that An Yanmo gave herself, the feeling of loving him and wanting to hug him. However, at this moment, she did not have any waves in this regard.

The first time she met, she did not feel anything special about him.

So, didn't she love him?

Still, she has really forgotten, including all feelings, all feelings, all throbbing.

"Are you sure about that mark, only I can paint?"

"determine."

"Now there are too many people who imitate signatures and engrave seals, just ordinary orchids. What can be special?"

"No, that kind of orchid can only be described by you alone." An Yanmo shook his head. "Every orchid on your imprint is a little different. You seem to have seen every form of orchid , Various angles, various bends, various growth forms, etc. that are blown by the wind. You have all observed and remembered, and imprinted in your heart, so just take a stroke and it is so vivid."

The doctor was stunned by him.

She recalled how she had made her mark.

It seems that for each of them, she feels very happy. When she draws it, she doesn't think it is just a mark, but more like she has nothing to do with it.

Indeed, every time she does not think about the fixed lines, but draws at will.

The shape of those orchids, when they thought about it, would fly over millions of them, and let her take it.

The doctor took a deep breath and nodded.

She reached out and took the potted flower lightly, not wanting to let any trace of vibration cause damage to the petals.

Then she looked at the pot of orchids and spoke low.

"Then...I, love you?"

An Yanmo was startled, his expression suddenly bitter.

Of course love.

If you don’t love, how can you hurt yourself?

She hasn't returned to her home all her life. Wasn't it because she wanted to be with him at first, and the family didn't agree? She was later wronged and told nowhere, wasn't it because she broke off contact with her family?

She cried until the middle of the night until she was desperate because of a trivial matter. The last person ran away from home with nothing. What could it be?

Only the person who loves you can hurt yourself so easily.

"Love." An Yan said hoarsely.

When the doctor looked up, he saw that his eyes were red.

The word "love" suddenly appeared heavy.

"Then, do you want her to love you?" The doctor asked somehow suddenly for some reason.

An Yanmo was stunned. After hesitating for two seconds, he suddenly said bitterly and hoarsely: "I don't want it sometimes."

The doctor pressed his lips.

There was a touch of vicissitudes in his voice, and he shook his head: "If you don't love me so much, she can have a very good family of her own, find a big family with the right family, and marry in as a young lady who eats and wears well. If not Love me so that she can have everything without being hurt."

"If she doesn't love me that much, she will be happier and more perfect, and nothing will happen later."

"Everything, I hurt her."

The doctor did not have much expression, but looked at An Yanmo and fell silent.

After a while, he whispered: "In love, no one harms anyone, in fact, it is all your love."