Chapter 422 Don't apologize, hug me!
"Ask me?"
Pei Jinwu couldn't figure out what Shen Qianhua was up to, but she always sideed with her own family regardless of right or wrong, unconditionally standing by her older sister's side.
She blinked, lazily looked away, and said rather guiltily, "That's true, but only the two of you know how we got along before."
"I have something to attend to, so I'll be leaving for a bit."
"???"
Shen Huaijin frowned. As Pei Jinwu passed by, she lowered her voice and said, "Little sister, brother-in-law also has a gold card."
"Um?"
Pei Jinwu's eyes immediately lit up, and she almost blurted out "How much?", but after glancing at Shen Qianhua out of the corner of her eye, the words caught in her throat.
"Am I a greedy person?" Pei Jinwu raised her voice, deliberately saying, "Island Lord Shen, please don't insult my character with money, okay?"
"..."
Shen Huaijin stared at him, a few question marks slowly forming in her mind.
His expression seemed to say: Not greedy? Absolutely!
"What's wrong? Tell my fifth sister." Pei Jinwu coughed twice and lowered her voice, "What did you do to offend her?"
"Um?"
Shen Huaijin was already upset that his wife didn't remember him, and hearing his sister-in-law's words made him even more worried.
"Talk to her nicely, and maybe she'll suddenly remember."
Out of pity for the gold card he had previously received, Pei Jinwu kindly offered a reminder.
"Thank you, little sister." Shen Huaijin nodded.
"Oh, right—"
Before leaving, Pei Jinwu tilted her head and whispered, "You said you brought a card. How much money is on it?"
"?"
Shen Huaijin stared at her, his expression quite complicated.
Who was it that just said, "Don't insult her with money"?!
"Fog..."
Seeing the two whispering to each other, Shen Qianhua asked in confusion, "Don't you have something else to do?"
"yes."
Pei Jinwu smiled slightly at her and waved goodbye, saying, "I'll go get busy now."
The hall fell silent.
Shen Huaijin stood still, looking at the girl not far away, his eyes becoming cautious.
"I have other things here..."
Shen Huaijin felt a chill run down his spine under her gaze, and then showed her the things he had brought, explaining considerately, "This is a gift I bought for you when you were fifteen."
A diamond hair clip.
At that time, he was just a small fry on the island, risking his life and walking with his neck between his legs to earn enough money.
"..."
Shen Qianhua lowered her eyes, her long, thick eyelashes casting shadows beneath them, her expression inscrutable.
"And this..."
Shen Huaijin's eyes were red as she took out a necklace. "This is my coming-of-age gift to you."
The necklace pendant is in the shape of a crown.
Meaning: Huahua will always be his princess and his queen.
"..."
Shen Qianhua's eyelashes trembled, and her eyes held a complex mix of emotions.
"And this..."
Even without a response, Shen Huaijin continued to introduce, "Our wedding photos were taken in your favorite garden, and you took them yourself."
The photos are a mess; the human figures are almost distorted.
But he liked it very much.
I picked the photo of her with the sweetest smile and hung it above my bed.
“Huahua, it doesn’t matter that you don’t remember anything.” Shen Huaijin’s tall body hunched slightly, his handsome face full of pain. “I will review all the memories we went through together for you.”
"review?"
Shen Qianhua stood up, walked to Shen Huaijin, lazily opened her eyes, and parted her lips slightly: "How did you know I still want to study? Some things are in the past, and memories are forgotten."
"..."
Shen Huaijin's body stiffened, and his fingertips suddenly tightened.
What does that mean?
She doesn't want herself anymore, does she?
“Huahua…” Shen Huaijin moved his dry lips and spoke in a hoarse voice.
"How about this?"
Shen Qianhua put her hands back in her pockets and said slowly, "Island Master Shen, go back. From now on, we'll go our separate ways."
"Getting a marriage certificate is simple; you can just sign it to dissolve it."
"Take care, and don't bother seeing me off."
After speaking, Shen Qianhua left without hesitation.
"..."
In the vast hall, only Shen Huaijin remained.
He stood there, his back stiff and rigid, still clutching the "token of affection" he hadn't finished showing.
Time passed second by second...
Shen Huaijin remained in his original position, the cold white light shining on him, as if he had been abandoned by the whole world, lonely and desolate.
I don't know how long it has been.
It went on for so long that Shen Huaijin's legs went numb, his whole body felt cold, and he could barely stand.
Suddenly, I heard soft footsteps behind me.
Then.
A familiar, sweet voice rang out: "What are you still doing standing here?"
"..."
Shen Huaijin turned around and saw Shen Qianhua standing at the door, her hands in her pockets, her pretty face upturned, staring at him with an air of haughtiness.
"Didn't you say you didn't care if I forgot about you, as long as I was healthy?"
Shen Qianhua raised an eyebrow, her eyes devoid of any smile, her voice even colder: "How come I never noticed before that you were so selfless and altruistic?"
"..."
Shen Huaijin stared at her silently, bewildered by her behavior.
How did she know these things?
Did Wuwu tell you?
"I just want you to be happy." Shen Huaijin stood still, his hands, with prominent veins, clenched tightly as he gazed lovingly at his wife.
Did you ask for my opinion?
Shen Qianhua's lips parted slightly, her previously calm eyes gradually becoming moist, her hoarse voice choked with sobs: "Do I really want to forget you? What if I forget you and can't remember you? What if I don't love you anymore? I..."
As she spoke, Shen Qianhua's eyes reddened, and two lines of tears slid down her cheeks: "I've lost you, what am I going to do?"
"Huahua—"
Shen Huaijin's heart trembled, his dark eyes slowly narrowed, and he moved his thin lips with difficulty: "You haven't lost your memory, do you still remember me?"
"Do you really want me to forget you?"
Shen Qianhua blinked, the teardrops on her eyelashes making her look pitiful, and asked in a depressed tone.
"No."
Shen Huaijin then realized that the girl was pretending to have amnesia.
She still remembers him, she remembers everything.
After regaining my composure.
Shen Huaijin wanted to take long strides and rush towards Shen Qianhua without caring about anything else, excitedly embracing her in his arms.
But Huahua was still angry, so he didn't dare.
She only murmured hoarsely, "Huahua, I thought you didn't want me anymore."
"It's you who doesn't want me."
Shen Qianhua stared at her quietly, her lips pale, and said with lingering fear, "You have no idea how scared I was when I woke up and couldn't see you."
"I'm afraid that the past I have with you in my mind is just a dream. I'm afraid that every little detail of our love is just my imagination."
"I'm scared, I'm really terrified."
As Shen Qianhua spoke, she became more and more aggrieved, and her tears fell to the ground, as if a sharp blade had pierced Shen Huaijin's heart.
"I'm sorry, Huahua."
Shen Huaijin clenched his fingers, his eyes welled up with tears, and he spoke in a trembling voice.
Don't apologize.
Shen Qianhua opened her arms, her thin lips moved slightly, and her clear voice slowly rang out: "Hold me."
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