Speaking of this, Feng Xiyao continued quite moved: "Although her memory will gradually disappear with the memory beads, there will always be a place for you in her heart, the most important place."
Zhuo Wen only felt his head booming, his nose was a little sore, his eyes were a little dry, and the softest place in the deepest part of his heart seemed to have been fiddled with.
"I'll go in and have a look at her! Oh, by the way, mother, now that I've arrived at the North Pole, you can arrange for someone to explore the address of the Ice and Snow Palace."
After Zhuowen finished speaking, he stepped into the courtyard.
This attic is still very quiet, and in the atmosphere of the secluded environment, there is a hint of elegance, like a lotus flower left alone in the lotus pond, blooming the most gorgeous petals, no one is watching, still blooming proudly.
In the courtyard, there are many rockeries, small bridges and flowing water, singing birds and fragrant flowers, green grass and blooming flowers.
In the center of rockery, small bridges, flowers, and green grass, a white jade pavilion stands quietly. In the center of the pavilion, there is a white jade table and a stone bench.
An extraordinary figure was sitting quietly on the stone bench, her jade hands were placed on the desk, on which was placed an antique zither.
This beautiful figure seemed to be bowing her head in thought, and seemed to be remembering, but maybe because she couldn't remember anything, her willow eyebrows were slightly frowned, and her nose was slightly wrinkled.
Thumb up!
The slight sound of footsteps immediately attracted Qianying's attention, and she raised her head slightly, staring at Zhuo Wen who was approaching, with doubts in her beautiful eyes, and asked, "Who... are you? You..."
Zhuo Wen froze, but his expression was calm. He came to the pavilion, sat in front of Mu Chenxue, and said with a smile, "My name is Zhuo Wen, do you still remember?"
"I seem to know the name Zhuowen!"
Mu Chenxue suddenly sat up straight, immediately pulled up her sleeves, and stretched out her white and flawless lotus arms, on which two lines of words were engraved.
This line of words is extremely bright red, as if carved on the skin with some kind of sharp weapon.
Zhuo Wen's face changed slightly, he grasped Mu Chenxue's arm, and fixed his eyes on the content of the two lines on the lotus root arm.
The contents of these two lines of words are very simple, but Zhuo Wen saw that the softest place in the deepest part of his heart seemed to be disturbed severely, and Zhuo Wen couldn't control it anymore. Extreme nose.
Tears began to flow down involuntarily, like a torrential rain, across Zhuo Wen's cheeks, hanging on his chin like a horse, looking extremely beautiful.
"Zhuowen is the most important person, don't forget!"
"When I see Zhuowen, I must play the best Fu for him, which is also the only Fu I know."
The content of those two lines is very simple, there are no unforgettable oaths, no eternal promises, and no everlasting bold words.
Some are just two lines of very simple language. I don't want to forget an important person, and I want to play the only song I know to the important person.
With these two sentences, how could Zhuo Wen not be able to imagine the scene when Mu Chenxue carved these two lines.
Maybe it was because she was afraid that she would forget, so due to the anxiety in her heart, she slowly carved these two soul-stirring handwriting on the white and flawless lotus root arm.
After engraving these two lines of writing, her goal has been achieved. She knows that even though she may forget many things, as long as the two lines of writing on her arm do not disappear, she will never forget the name Zhuowen.
She will always leave the most important position in her heart to this man named Zhuo Wen.
"Chen Xue, why are you bothering? Why do you have to remember the name Zhuo Wen at the expense of self-mutilation?"
Zhuo Wen gently stroked the two lines of handwriting on Mu Chenxue's lotus root arm, the blood had turned dark red due to the passage of time.
Seeing these two lines of shocking handwriting, Zhuo Wen felt an uncontrollable pain in his heart.
"Actually, when I wake up every morning, I will notice these two lines of writing in my hand. I know that I have been waiting for a man named Zhuowen. He is very important to me and someone I don't want to forget."
"Although I am usually forgetful, I don't want to forget this name. I know that if I really choose to forget this name, I will regret it, and I will be annoyed, as if I have lost everything."
Speaking of this, Mu Chenxue's eyes showed a gloomy look, she stared at Zhuo Wen and said, "Are you Zhuowen? Are you the Zhuo Wen I've been waiting for?"
"I have been sitting in the courtyard waiting for more than 20 days. People who come in every day, I will ask them if they are Zhuowen, but they all say no. I know that the person I am waiting for has not yet appeared. I have been thinking about it. Why didn't the person I was waiting for appear in front of me for so long!"
Zhuo Wen gently held Mu Chenxue in his arms, and said with some guilt: "Chen Xue, I'm sorry, I ignored you during this time, I was too selfish to stay by your side."
"It's okay. Aunt Xiyao said before that the reason you were not by my side before was because you were helping me find a cure for my illness. You wanted to cure my amnesia."
Mu Chenxue hugged Zhuo Wen lightly, her eyes showed a hint of sadness for the first time, she said softly: "I know I may not have much time, can you accompany me in this last period of time, please? I don't want to forget you."
Zhuo Wen's heart was finally touched, he hugged Mu Chenxue tightly, and said firmly: "Chen Xue, you will be fine, I will cure you."
"Whether it's cured or not, these are not the most important things to me. I just want you to be by my side. Let's live happily together for a while, okay? I know I'm forgetful, but I will work hard To remember your every action, every word, will you accompany me?"
Mu Chenxue leaned weakly on Zhuo Wen's shoulder, crystal clear tears bursting out of her eyes like pearls, her voice became choked.
Or, even Mu Chenxue herself didn't know why she was so emotional and unable to extricate herself. JrNovels.com