Chapter 397

Feng Sujin always felt that she might have forgotten something, as well as some strange dreams in the past, why did she have no memory of that boy and that girl before the age of eight.

She hadn't thought about these things carefully before, maybe because she couldn't see it now, and it was all dark in front of her, she couldn't help but think more about it.

A lot of light and shadow flashed in her mind just now, too fast, she couldn't grasp it, so the question just came out naturally.

Jun Mohan was picking the fishbone for Feng Sujin. Hearing this sentence, his elegant movements paused slightly. He sighed and stroked Feng Sujin's hair, and said warmly, "Why do you ask such a question?"

Feng Sujin pouted and said, "I don't know, it just feels like we've known each other before, or why did you treat me so well from the beginning, and I always want to get close to you involuntarily. What do I do for you, I don't want to leave you, I am emotional, if you don't know each other, you can only say that you are too good, and people have to love."

Jun Mohan listened to these words, but he felt like listening to love words, he moved in his heart and couldn't help but lowered his head and kissed Feng Sujin's lips, "Some loves happen without reasons, don't think too much, keep If you are in a good mood, your eyes will be better soon.”

Saying that, he used chopsticks to hold the thorned fish and handed it to Feng Sujin's mouth, "Open your mouth."

Feng Sujin opened her mouth obediently, but the fish entered her mouth. She chewed it, only to feel that the fish was obviously salty, but it seemed to have a sweet taste.

When Jun Mohan looked at Feng Sujin, his gloomy eyes carried some deep meaning.

Some of Feng Sujin's childhood memories were not good, so he didn't want her to remember them, she just needed to be happy, those pasts were not important.

After the meal, Feng Sujin couldn't watch TV either, and lying on the bed was not sleepy, very boring.

Jun Mohan looked at her and took her into his arms, "Can't you sleep? Want to listen to some music or something else?"

Feng Sujin thought about it for a while, and suddenly her heart moved, and she said, "I want to hear your story, okay?"

When Jun Mohan heard her words, a glamorous light flashed in his eyes, "A bedtime story? What do you want to hear?"

It seems that children like to listen to bedtime stories, but he pampers his wife, just like pampering children, so as long as she is happy, he will naturally agree.

Feng Sujin couldn't see Jun Mohan's expression clearly, but he could tell that his tone was indulgent and indulgent, as if he would agree to whatever she said. "As long as it's a story you tell, I want to hear it."

Without seeing her Mr. Jun, if there is no more voice, she will fall into a lonely darkness.

It would be nice to hear his voice all the time.

Jun Mohan went to the study to get a book, went to bed and told her a story with Feng Sujin in his arms, "Hundreds of years ago, there was a beautiful and kind girl in the folk..."

Jun Mohan searched for a long time in the study, thinking that this unofficial folklore might interest his little wife.

Feng Sujin listened with relish, as if he was brought into the stories by his low-alcohol and moving voice.

His voice was like the whisper of a lover, making her listen to it, indulge in it, and gradually fall into a dream.

Jun Mohan felt that the people in his arms became quieter, and when he looked down, he found that she was asleep.

Jun Mohan smiled helplessly, put the book on the bedside table, then kissed her forehead gently and lovingly, covered the quilt for the two, and then turned off the desk lamp.