Ouyang Lan's eyes were red as she asked him.
Guan Feng answered patiently, "I, Guan Feng, am your husband."
Ouyang Lan knelt in front of him, "Please let me go, okay? Leave me a way to live, they are all dead, dead. Guan Feng."
Guan Feng frowned slightly. He was exhausted physically and mentally, but he still reached out to help her up. "Be obedient, my wife. How could I possibly hurt you?"
"You are my wife, the one I want to spend my life with. Those people are no longer stumbling blocks."
"You and I will live a good life together."
"OK?"
His voice was gentle, and it sounded like a spell.
Ouyang Lan was persuaded by him and nodded slowly, "Okay, husband, you are the only one I have."
Ouyang Lan would occasionally lose her memory and would repeat this sentence over and over again.
Guan Feng patted her head gently to comfort her, "Good wife, this is all right."
The night was quiet, and Ouyang Lan had a rare good night's sleep.
She went downstairs in her pajamas in the morning and Guan Feng was preparing food in the kitchen.
Give Chen Ma a break, and Guan Feng will be responsible for Ouyang Lan's diet.
Ouyang Lan ran down barefoot. Guan Feng looked at her, smiled dotingly, took the slippers and stood in front of her.
"Look at you, it's cold today."
Ouyang Lan lowered her head and watched him do this indifferently.
Guan Feng slowly stood up and pulled her to the table in the restaurant and sat down. "Are you hungry?"
Ouyang Lan had a solemn expression and pale lips.
She was so thin that her bones were protruding. "Guan Feng, let's get a divorce."
Guan Feng's smile froze, and his eyebrows raised, "Huh? Why?"
(End of this chapter)
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