I Kicked My Rich Husband After Amnesia

Chapter 60

Chapter 60 Everything, I remembered. ...

    "Did you hit 120!?"

    "Yes, yes."

    "No, the set is too far away from the hospital. Hurry up and get him in the car and drive him to the hospital."

    These voices got farther and farther away from her, gradually , she could no longer hear what they were saying.

    In the cold and harsh winter, there is a rustling of snow.

    The back of Chen Yingli's head was in pain, the intense pain pulled the nervous system in her mind, her consciousness was ups and downs, and the memories were rushing in, and she was overwhelmed by the sudden surge of memories.

    There seemed to be a cloud of black mist in front of her eyes, but when the fog cleared, Chen Yingli saw herself after seventeen years old.

    The black and white world is gradually becoming colorful, the girl smiles enthusiastically, is bright and brilliant, and is dressed brightly, like a bright and vibrant rose, full of charm.

    She is like a smart girl in a painter's oil paintbrush, smiling charmingly at the camera.

    "Jiang Ding, remember to take a good picture of me."

    "This is a photo to be posted on Moments. If you take a picture of me ugly, you will lose face."

    Everything that happened after that seemed to be pressed Accelerator key, following the veins of time stretched before her eyes like a scroll, the severe pain in the back of her head made her moan in pain.

    Cramping, sour, miserable, all the negativity mixed together.

    Her already crumbling heart was pried open with a knife for the hard-to-heal crack, she rolled all over in pain, and tears overflowed uncontrollably.

    The people in the car were relieved when they heard her cry.

    Zhuang Xihai sat beside her, his face turned pale, and he held her hand tightly, "Are you awake? Is it very painful? You will be in the hospital soon."

    Chen Yingli's eyelashes trembled, and there were still wet eyes hanging on them. Tears, she raised her hand to cover her eyes, and then was pulled back to the depths of her memory by the dense pain in the back of her head.

    Those who are happy are not happy.

    Sweet and sour or bitter and spicy.

    Pleasure or quarrel.

    Hugs and breakups.

    The night when I hid in the bedroom with my legs hugged and wept bitterly, the stubbornness of gritting my teeth to wipe away the tears.

    Why was she so stubborn back then? Insisting on entanglement with a person who no longer loves her, clinging tightly to the body that no longer loves her, forcibly retaining her to no avail, trying every means to blend into his circle, causing herself to appear Accident. Forget everything.

    Never forgotten it was so clean.

    The time of amnesia is so short.

    But a year later, she now remembered everything again.

    Everything, all the details, are remembered.

    Zhuang Xihai pushed her hand away, and saw that something was wrong with her eyes, her eyes were empty and moist, not the same as usual.