Chapter 1116 Chapter 1115 Song of the Dynasty
"Little Foam ......"
A low, hoarse voice sounded, with a deep sense of longing.
Yan Xiaomo got up from her seat, looked towards the door, and saw Ruolan pushing a wheelchair in from outside.
The man in the wheelchair was somewhat similar to Yan Xiaomo's eyebrows, a pair of beautiful eyes stared at Yan Xiaomo tightly, and the emotions in those eyes were complicated, but in the end they turned into excitement and longing.
It's her, it's really her......
It was the same as when she left, except that at that time she wore a golden armor and a red robe, and she was heroic.
And now she is back, wearing a dusty white dress, like a fairy falling in the mortal world, and her smart eyes are different and beautiful.
"Brother......
Yan Xiaomo shouted in a low voice, the thoughts and worries in the man's eyes did not seem to be fake, they were real feelings.
Maybe it was infected by a man, Yan Xiaomo actually felt sour in her nose and had the urge to cry.
"Xiaomo, you're finally back."
Yan Zhu said with mixed tastes, he finally came back, he looked forward to the stars and the moon, and finally looked forward to his sister back.
The flame of hope seemed to be rekindled, and he finally saw the meaning of life again.
"Childe, the general has amnesia." Ruolan said slowly, she was so excited that she forgot to tell her son about it.
It is only now that I think of this important matter.
"Amnesia?"
Yan Zhu muttered, no wonder Xiao Mo was not as intimate with him as before.
"It's okay, it's good to come back, it's good to come back."
Yan Zhu smiled, looked at the figure and smiled, a trace of silver light flashed in his eyes.
"You're my brother, Yan Zhu, aren't you?"
Yan Xiaomo walked slowly towards Yan Zhu, stopped in front of Yan Zhu, and slowly squatted down.
This man seems to miss her deeply, deeply.
His thoughts turned into folds between his eyebrows, and he often frowned, so there were traces of folds.
Both hands smoothed the wrinkles between the man's eyebrows, and said with some distress: "Promise me, don't frown, okay?" Anything will pass. ”
"Well, I know, Momo."
The man held Yan Xiaomo's hand as if he was holding the whole world.
It's all going to pass, how easy it is to say.
If you don't experience it yourself, nothing will be so easy.
God knows how he has come over in the past few years, in his mind, all he thinks about in his dreams is this woman, and he is afraid that Xiaomo will not come back, leaving him alone.
He wanted to go out to find her, but his legs didn't allow it, and it was extremely difficult for him to get out of the gate of the General's Mansion.
Spring, summer, autumn and winter, the sun rises and the moon sets, he waited for a few autumns, and waited for all his hopes, how many ordinary people can understand that kind of experience?
Just as he pondered whether he should wait any longer, he finally heard the news of her return.
Although she has lost her memory when she returns.
But none of that mattered, as long as she could come back, back to him.
It doesn't matter if the memory is gone, there will be new memories in the future.
"Brother......
Yan Xiaomo choked up, and didn't know what she was going to say, so a thousand words melted into her stomach.
She has been in the sky for so long, and several years have passed in the world, and a few years are not just past, Yan Xiaomo knows this truth very deeply.
Especially for those who still have concerns in their hearts, this life must be like spending the year.