Mo Beichen held Yun Qingluo tightly, smelling her scent, which felt very familiar, as if he had smelled it a thousand times.
He rested his head on Yun Qingluo's neck and whispered, "I'm sorry for making you suffer so much."
Yun Qingluo was startled and hurriedly asked, "Achen, you, you remember everything?"
She felt a surge of excitement; she had almost given up hope.
Xiao Yi had examined Mo Beichen many times, and there was nothing wrong with Mo Beichen's body or his brain. This kind of amnesia is incurable.
So she had no choice but to give up, thinking that since they were husband and wife anyway, they had a lifetime to live, and she would make Mo Beichen fall in love with her again.
But deep down, there was still a sliver of hope that Mo Beichen could regain his memory.
Mo Beichen shook his head, his tone slightly downcast, "No."
Yun Qingluo stiffened, feeling an overwhelming sense of loss.
Mo Beichen explained, "I asked Xuanming. He must have investigated my identity, so I asked him about our past. I'm sorry that I wasn't there when you needed me most, and I wasn't by your side when you gave birth. I'm sorry, it's my fault."
Yun Qinglu thought to herself, "Xuanming told him this?"
How much did Xuanming actually know, and what did he tell him?
But right now, calming Mo Beichen down is more important.
“Ah Chen, you haven’t done anything wrong, neither in the past nor now,” Yun Qingluo said gently.
Then she explained, “Xuanming doesn’t know the specifics. You were fighting on the front lines, and it was my stubbornness to insist on going to the wilderness. In the past, I actually made a lot of mistakes. I always did many things that made you worry and fear under the guise of doing what was best for you. If you have to say sorry, then it’s me who should say sorry.”
"Ah Chen, you love me very much, you are a very, very good husband. Don't blame yourself, okay?" Yun Qingluo snuggled out of Mo Beichen's arms and looked earnestly into his eyes.
Mo Beichen's eyes were filled with guilt. Yun Qingluo took his hand, sat him down at the table, and then found the first-aid kit to disinfect, apply medicine, and bandage Mo Beichen's hand.
She kept repeating, "Don't do anything to hurt yourself anymore. It hurts me to see you like this."
“Ah Chen, our journey hasn’t been easy. But I’m luckier than you. I have my parents and two older brothers who dote on and protect me. But you walked alone in the darkness, suffering a lot and getting hurt a lot. You used to say I was your salvation, but I also hurt you terribly. Fortunately, there was a chance to make amends. So you did nothing wrong.”
It's precisely because the road ahead hasn't been easy that we should cherish our present life even more. I cherish every day I spend with you. I hope you do too.
"Ah Chen, don't let yourself live with guilt. You didn't do anything wrong. Your guilt and self-blame will only make the people who love you feel sorry for you." After bandaging up, Yun Qingluo looked at Mo Beichen's face and said seriously.
Mo Beichen took Yun Qingluo's hand and pulled her onto his lap.
Yun Qingluo felt a little shy. They hadn't been this close for almost half a year, and it felt like a lifetime had passed.
Mo Beichen wrapped his arms around Yun Qingluo's waist, holding her tightly in his embrace, and whispered, "I've wanted to do this for a long time."
Every time he saw her happy or sad, he wanted to hold her in his arms to comfort her, but he always felt that there was an invisible barrier between them, which made him lack the courage to reach out.
Now that he knows their past and understands each other's hearts, he wants to hold her like this forever.
Although there are still gaps in my memory, my inner feelings will not deceive me.
His heart told him that this was the right thing to do.
Thinking this, Mo Beichen reached out a hand, turned Yun Qingluo's face, and kissed her.
The warm touch made Yun Qingluo's eyes widen, and her heart pounded nervously.
Seeing Yun Qingluo's dazed expression, Mo Beichen chuckled with pleasure, raised his head, and turned to kiss Yun Qingluo's earlobe.
He whispered in her ear, "What's wrong? We haven't kissed before. Why do you look like that, Luo Luo?"
Yun Qingluo's face flushed instantly, and the hot breath on her ear lingered for a long time.
She opened her mouth to explain, but Mo Beichen seized the opportunity, "Um, Achen... slow down."
Mo Beichen wrapped his arms around Yun Qingluo's waist and lifted her up in his arms, a laugh coming from his chest, "Luo Luo, are you just telling me to go slower?"
Yun Qingluo looked somewhat confused, and paused slightly upon hearing Mo Beichen's words.
After realizing what she had just said, her cheeks burned.
She glared at Mo Beichen. "Hmph, yes, slow down. Anyway, you're my husband. I don't care about being shameless anymore, okay?"
After saying that, under Mo Beichen's watchful gaze, she snuggled into his arms and buried her face in his chest.
Mo Beichen gently placed Yun Qingluo on the bed, then extinguished the candle with a flick of his palm.
In the darkness, her senses were incredibly sharp, and Yun Qingluo felt Mo Beichen's burning gaze fixed intently on her.
"Ah Chen," Yun Qingluo couldn't help but call out.
Mo Beichen said in a hoarse voice, "Yeah, don't be impatient, the night is long."
Yun Qingluo was embarrassed and annoyed. Was that what she meant?
A light drizzle began to fall outside the window. The raindrops pattered on the leaves, which swayed in the wind. A few leaves were carried away from the tree and twirled and danced in the air.
The next day, Yun Qing woke up with a sore back and aching muscles. Although she felt very uncomfortable, she felt sweet inside.
There was finally nothing separating her from Ah Chen.
In the system, Xiao Yi lay on a large, soft Simmons bed, a bottle of milk dangling from her mouth, and said sarcastically, "Hey, you little brat, you ate pretty well last night. Look at your rosy cheeks, not bad."
Yun Qinglu put on her clothes and saw that Mo Beichen was no longer in the room, so she immediately entered the system.
"Hey, you know how to enjoy yourself, huh? Move aside, give me half the bed." Yun Qingluo reached out and pushed Xiao Yi.
Xiao Yi was speechless. "There's such a big space over there, why do you have to lie here? It's just a few words, it won't hurt you to say a few words." Xiao Yi pouted, got up, rolled over, and moved to the other side of the bed.
"Hey, why don't you go take a hot bath first? There's a hot spring in the back of the yard, and all the clothes are ready," Xiao Yi suddenly said.
Yun Qingluo complained, "Last night, Achen even carried me to take a bath. Do you have to be so disgusted?"
Xiao Yi said irritably, "Don't take my kindness for granted. I was just trying to be considerate of you because you've worked hard, so I let you go to a hot spring to relax. What kind of person are you?"
Upon hearing Xiao Yi's explanation, Yun Qingluo smiled broadly and chuckled awkwardly, "Haha, well, I'm sorry, I was just being petty. I'm going to soak in the hot springs now. Oh, and please heat up a bottle of milk for me too."
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