Chapter 319: Extra 12: Fu Yi’s Perspective (End)
I felt like I was having a long dream, and the first half of my life was completely swallowed up by the darkness in the dream.
So when I opened my eyes again, I didn't remember anything.
"Master?" The person in front of him had a distorted expression.
He seemed startled by my waking up.
Then I learned from this person that my name was Fu Yi and I was the Prince of Danshuo.
The man in front of me is called Wu Xun. He is one of my confidants and also my bodyguard.
Soon more people ran towards me.
They were cautious and incredulous, their eyes were red and their nostrils were trembling...
My eyes swept over them one by one. Observation, discrimination, this seemed to be an instinct etched into my bones.
I quickly determined that these people cared about my life and death and were not pretending.
But among so many people... why can't I see my parents and siblings?
Is it because I separated from them long ago? Or is it because... I am a cold-hearted person and not liked by my family?
Not long after, someone else came.
He claimed to be my cousin and his name was Fu Ruiming.
This person had a much colder face just now. But when this cold person saw me, he knelt down, holding my knees, and silently shed tears.
"Brother, you finally woke up."
I could tell that Fu Ruiming's emotions at this moment were genuine.
But after all, I lost my memory, and it was as if there was a layer between me and this world.
Other people’s pain and joy are difficult to truly convey to my heart.
I couldn't react accordingly and could only watch him cry calmly like a bystander.
"Master, please wait a little longer, someone will be here soon."
Hmm? Who else is coming?
Wu Xun and others began to tell me eagerly about everything in the mansion.
And I never opened my mouth.
This is the best approach when you don't know enough about everything around you.
Then he talked about why I fell into a coma - it was because of a woman.
I spent all my effort to make a wedding dress for someone else, and in the end, that woman ascended the throne and became emperor, but I fell into a coma.
This sounds a bit ridiculous.
Of course, it wasn't because a woman ascending the throne was absurd, that wouldn't matter. It was because someone like me was willing to pave the way for others.
Thinking of this, I paused briefly.
What kind of person am I?
In the process of retrospective self-exploration, I discovered that I was not completely without memory.
I have some extremely scattered memories, which are accompanied by strong love and hate, and finally settled on a beautiful face.
Unfortunately, my memory is too fragmented, and there is still a layer between me and that intense love and hate.
——I still can’t truly empathize with myself in my memory, it’s just an extra memory.
This memory just seems more reliable than what others told me.
"Master, I'll go pick someone up." Wu Xun said.
Wu Xun's voice was quite loud. Before he even got close to the person he had just met, I heard his voice: "...Please don't get angry with the master later."
It can be seen that the person who came must be very important to me.
I blinked slowly, and the next moment, the door opened.
The lingering figure in my mind broke free from the shackles of darkness and appeared before my eyes like the sudden light of day.
This is the only person I remember in my scattered memories.
She was married to me.
But she left the Prince's Mansion.
I found her and planned to catch her.
——She doesn’t like me.
I quickly came to this conclusion from my memory after just one encounter.
How can I stop her from being angry with me? How can I keep her?
By this time she was already walking towards me.
One step, two steps.
I opened my mouth and said, "Madam, who are they?"
Then I stood up and stumbled over.
I didn't lie.
I just used one sentence to quickly make her realize that she was a poor person who had lost all his memories and now had only her to rely on.
I just used my stumbling movements to make myself look more pitiful, so that even if she didn't like me, she would at least feel a little soft-hearted.
Not surprising at all.
After a brief moment of hesitation, she grabbed my hand in return.
I finally smiled my first smile since waking up. I saved her for my amnesiac self.
*
Her name is Cheng Nianying.
This name is very nice.
She also has another name called "Qin Yurong", which she pretended to be to deceive me.
In my scattered memories, she even had a name called "Xiao He", and this name was also used by her to deceive me.
I have no doubt that I was a very intelligent person before I lost my memory. But she fooled me.
She lied to me.
It seems that all the anger I should have had was already expressed by me before I lost my memory.
So now I am just thinking with great interest that I cannot be careless and must hold on to her tightly.
Even if I look at her now, apart from those lonely memories, it is no different from looking at a stranger.
But I believe that the person who was bothering me before I lost my memory must never be lost.
"That's Wu Xun..." Cheng Nianying spoke.
She was introducing me to the people in this mansion.
I immediately picked up her voice.
I talked about my amnesia and how I only remembered her, but I actually spoke very casually.
My eyes remained fixed on her face.
I was wondering why I liked her before I lost my memory.
He liked her so much that he was even willing to sacrifice his life for her.
I looked at her.
She frowned slightly, her eyes were beautifully shaped, and her lips opened and closed...
—Oh, I kissed her.
The memory triggered some instinctive reactions in my body. I unconsciously pursed my lips.
I'm not panicking about my amnesia. Instead, I find this situation quite interesting...
It was as if without my knowledge, every part of me had betrayed me and fallen in love with her.
That instinctive desire swept over me, and I suddenly wanted to be closer to her.
It was at this time that I suddenly discovered that she was pregnant.
She...has my child.
But now that we have a child, why couldn’t I make her fall in love with me before I lost my memory?
Why doesn't she like me?
So should I show some appropriate difference from before I lost my memory?
Maybe she'd like it better?
In just a moment, my brain was working rapidly, and I did something that I probably would not do before I lost my memory - I objectively analyzed my liking for her like a bystander.
I know that the calmer my tone, the more sincere my words will appear.
"What should I do if you see that I have lost my memory, are disappointed in me, and let me go?" I asked her deliberately.
"I won't let you go." She hugged me tightly.
When I looked down, I could catch a glimpse of the faint pink on her ears.
I won't let you go.
Even my parents and siblings would never say such things.
She stayed overnight at the Prince's Mansion.
She seemed very worried that I would have another accident and was almost inseparable from me.
Of course, they also sleep in the same bed at night.
Countless times, I couldn't help but stare at her face carefully after Cheng Nianying fell asleep.
She is very beautiful.
She used to be a killer, but there was still a hint of innocence on her face.
She always had a cold and indifferent expression on her face, which only changed when she was in front of me.
There is an extremely strong contrast.
——This is indeed very much in line with my preferences.
But in my memory, I didn’t even dare to tell lies to her... Am I crazy to have done this?
"Why are you always staring at me? Aren't you sleeping?" Cheng Nianying suddenly asked me one day.
Being exposed didn't matter. I said calmly, "I'm always afraid this is a dream."
So Cheng Nianying grabbed my hand and pinched her face.
The soft flesh of her cheeks deformed slightly between my fingers, which was very cute.
I lowered my eyes and stared intently, becoming gradually fascinated.
She said, "It can't be a dream."
Then he hugged my neck again, pressed close to me, and held me tightly with warmth, saying, "Don't be afraid, just sleep."
I noticed my heart skipped a beat.
During the daytime court, she defended me fiercely.
Now he is trying to comfort me clumsily.
So much so that for a moment, I had a thought: If I still can't get my memory back, I will be committing a heinous crime.
It was as if she was left alone in the past.
How can I bear to do that?
How can I bear to do that?
After Cheng Nianying closed her eyes again, I couldn't help but lightly trace her eyebrows with my fingers.
But what if you can't remember anything at all? What should you do?
I thought about it again and again.
I easily convinced myself that I would just love her again with my current self.
We create new memories.
So I proposed to her to hold another wedding ceremony.
No need to announce it to the world.
But that was my wedding ceremony with her after I lost my memory.
If we get married again, we won’t have to dwell on the past. From now on, I will be her husband and nothing will change.
I began to enjoy listening to her talk about herself.
Those vague loves and hates gradually took shape.
Another day, I accompanied her back to the palace.
The prince of Mohei country shamelessly stopped the imperial carriage to show his goodwill to her. The evil thoughts in my heart were like seedlings that grew in the wind, and they immediately rushed through my chest.
I have a hundred ways to kill this man.
But Cheng Nianying didn't seem to like me like this.
Of course I could hide it from her.
But when she finds out, she might just as suddenly leave me, just like in my memory. She is so smart, who can guarantee that she won't find out in her lifetime?
I regretfully gave up on killing this man.
*
Cheng Nianying is really cute.
I mentioned it to her once, and she said that the fetus will move in the fourth month and will be more obvious in the fifth month.
So when she could feel the fetal movement, she came in the middle of the night.
"It moved a little, and then it came for you to touch."
Her eyes sparkled, more beautiful than the gems presented by the Mohei Kingdom.
The jealousy, unwillingness...all kinds of evil thoughts were miraculously soothed away.
I finally connected completely with those memories of myself.
In the night wind, I grabbed her wrist, picked her up, and hid her in the house.
I was probably born a bad person. Even my pre-amnesia self was jealous.
I actually felt that it was good not to think about those memories, as if Cheng Nianying belonged to me alone at this moment.
But Cheng Nianying doesn’t think so.
She still hopes that I will remember it.
So I also tasted the bitterness of the self in my memory that I could not get.
Yes, I fell in love with her.
If the me before and after amnesia were considered two different people.
Then no matter which one, he will fall in love with her in the end.
It’s just loving again, loving again.
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