Chapter 276 Why Can’t I Get My Memory Back?
"My mother has been making things difficult for you. From Guang Qing to... Liu Wenlong, you have been competing with her in wits and courage."
"Your mother was hit by a motorcycle because of my mother, so you deliberately ignored me. Did you hire the black-clad men who kidnapped you? Haha, you even took advantage of my mother's character and took the initiative with the pregnancy date, calculating every step."
Ning Qing opened her eyes wide. She didn't expect that Lu Shaoming had figured out what happened in the past three months in such a short time.
She hooked her arm around his neck and explained nervously, "Shaoming, listen to me, I didn't mean to plot against mom and you, I just couldn't help it..."
Lu Shaoming leaned over and kissed her lips, his frowning brows showing a trace of pain, "Ning Qing, why do you have to explain, not feel wronged?"
"I..."
"If he came back at this moment, you would definitely cry in his arms and tell him about your grievances. You would blame him for being gone for so long, you would tell him how hard you have been in the past three months, and you would act like a spoiled child with him."
Ning Qing was speechless. Just imagine, if he really recovered his memory, she would definitely do this, no doubt.
But, he hasn't recovered his memory yet.
The situation is different.
"Ning Qing, he loves you very much, doesn't he? Through your words, he said that he would let you and the baby grow up together in his arms, and he said that he only likes the children you give birth to for him... You love him too, don't you? Your pursuit of me now, your tolerance of my mother, you are telling me how much you love him with practical actions every second..."
"Shao Ming, please don't be like this, it really scares me that you keep calling him "he". You are him, there is only one Lu Shao Ming in the world."
"But I am not him after all," Lu Shao Ming shook his head painfully, "Sorry, I really can't remember a bit of our past, I forgot all our first times... If I were him, these three months would not have happened, and I would not let you suffer the slightest grievance."
Ning Qing's eyes were wet, and her two little hands were fascinated by his resolute profile, "Shao Ming, your words are enough... Um!"
The man blocked her lips and tongue.
The man kissed her hard, kissed her lips twice and pushed directly into her to conquer the city. He hooked her and sucked hard, and there was a faint fishy smell in her mouth.
He kissed her until she bled.
Ning Qing did not refuse. His kiss expressed all his uneasy emotions to her. She held his head with one hand and unbuttoned his shirt with the other hand, "Shao Ming, not tonight. It will be three months in a week. You have to bear it first. I will use other ways."
Her face was flushed, and she tilted her beautiful neck to let him kiss her.
Lu Shaoming held her restless little hand, left her lips and kissed her hot little face. He whispered, "Ning Qing, I love you too."
The man pulled away.
"Shao Ming," seeing the man stride out of the room, Ning Qing quickly got up and chased, "Shao Ming, where are you going?"
When she walked out of the room, with a "boom", the man had already left the villa, the sound of the car starting sounded, and the Bentley sped away.
He left?
Ning Qing stomped her feet in anger, and she didn't know what he meant. Did he just leave her here?
The words "I love you too" echoed in her ears. Ning Qing couldn't understand. She really couldn't understand why he was competing with her?
It was not until half a year later, when Ning Qing was about to give birth, that she accompanied him to fly to the UK for treatment again. She finally understood this "also".
...
In the Bentley, Lu Shaoming made a call, "Hello, Secretary Zhu, help me arrange it, I want to fly to the UK... Yes, immediately, right away!"
Lu Shaoming threw the Bluetooth in his ear into the passenger seat, glanced out the window, and the blue veins on his forehead were jumping in a messy and violent manner.
Why did he lose his memory?
Why did he lose his memory?
He remembered everything else, but only forgot her?
What should he do? What should he do? His big hands with distinct joints tightened the steering wheel, and his hands were full of sweat. What should he do if he can never recover his memory?
He forced a low laugh from his throat, thinking that he was really ridiculous. He had been jealous for three months, and in the end, he was jealous of himself.
It turned out that the "never came before, never again" was also him.
But he is no longer that him.
She was so eager for him to recover his memory, but he thought so hard that his head ached and he couldn't get a single fragment. He was so painful, so painful.
How could he forget her?
Even if he really couldn't recover his memory, how would he face her disappointed look, how could he defeat that him?
A shadow hidden in him.
Suddenly, she remembered the humiliation he had done to her in the elevator more than a month ago. He asked her how many men had kissed her, and how many men had slept with her. He was so messed up.
How much grievance had she suffered?
No wonder she said at that time, "Lu Shaoming, you will regret it to death." He really regretted it. His girl, his wife, he let her wander alone outside for three months, he let her accept all the pressure and bullying, even the baby... He was so beastly that night, and he let her be kicked by someone else...
How could he compare with that him?
Oh, no wonder she loved that him.
…
Lu Shaoming arrived in London, England, the next day. He went straight to the hospital. The tall and handsome man walked briskly in the corridor. Even in a foreign country, he would attract 100% of the attention.
Zhou Zhilei's elder brother Zhou Dayuan was wearing a white coat and talking to a patient. Lu Shaoming stood by the door and knocked on it.
Zhou Dayuan glanced sideways and said in surprise, "Shaoming, why are you here? Wait a moment, I will talk to this patient about his condition first."
The patient also looked at Lu Shaoming. Lu Shaoming glanced at him deeply, his crimson lips turning slightly white, "Please go out first."
The man's tutor asked him to use "please", but he didn't mean "please" at all, and his pale eyes hid fierce murderous intent.
The patient looked at the rich man's appearance and did not dare to provoke him. He stood up in a panic and slipped out of the door.
"Shaoming, what's wrong with you?" Zhou Dayuan stood up.
Lu Shaoming walked into the office. He stared at Zhou Dayuan and asked directly, "Why did I lose my memory?"
Zhou Dayuan pushed up the glasses on the bridge of his nose. As one of London's leading medical doctors, he was polite and elegant, "Shaoming, why do you think of asking this question again? I've explained it to you, because there are glass fragments in your head, which were caused by surgery." A certain amount of small area trauma…”
"Ha," Lu Shaoming laughed, "Really? Then why do I remember everything else but just one woman? Isn't this too much of a coincidence?"
Zhou Dayuan was surprised, "A woman?"
"Yes, my favorite woman."
Zhou Dayuan frowned and placed the information in his hand on the table, "Shaoming, so the purpose of your visit this time is to...doubt me? Just because I am Zhilei's eldest brother??"
Lu Shaoming looked into Zhou Dayuan's eyes. His eyes were very magnanimous. From the first sentence he spoke, his expression was calm, without any abnormality.
Lu Shaoming frowned.
"Shaoming, have you forgotten just one woman? There are many coincidences in medicine, and these coincidences cannot be explained..."
"You mean there is no way to restore my memory?"
"...Strictly speaking, yes. Shaoming, if you forget about that woman, can't you just find her back now? This will not affect your normal life..."
"You're *****ing*!" Lu Shaoming cursed with scarlet eyes, "Do you know that the operation separated me into two people? I can obviously have the complete love of that girl, but why now? Is it missing? I really want to get back that part of my memory. I want to know how we fell in love from meeting each other. I want to become that him, the one who made her love without reservation!"
"Shaoming, don't get excited..."
"Why don't you want me to be excited?" Lu Shaoming kicked over a chair and came to Zhou Dayuan. He took his collar and pushed him against the wall. The man was panting, "You said losing memory will not affect my life. , let me tell you, it’s not an influence, it’s a complete change!”
"Obviously her love is mine, but I could only hear her calling her mom harshly, watch with such pale eyes as she touched every inch of the wall of the villa with her little hands, and watch with envy when she mentioned that man. With tears streaming down my face, I couldn’t console myself because I had no memory and I wasn’t him at all.”
"But I enjoy everything that man gave me. You know how hesitant, heartache, self-blame, and jealousy I feel. I even hope that she loves another man instead of the shadow sleeping in my body. At least then I won’t be so frustrated and hate myself so much!”
…
After going crazy, Lu Shaoming came out of the hospital and flew back to the United States.
It was night when he arrived in the United States. He wiped his hands in his trouser pockets and walked alone on the corner of Wall Street. He didn't know where he was going. He just wanted to take a walk. He heard that she had been on this road before.
Three months ago, she came here to look for her Lu Shaoming.
How was she feeling at that time?
As he walked, he reached the luxury store and walked in.
The store manager was very surprised to see him, "Boss, are you back?"
"Yes." Lu Shaoming nodded. He walked forward leisurely, looking at the bright floor-to-ceiling windows as he walked. With his eyes closed, he could imagine that she followed him outside the window, looked at him, and cried all the way.
Her footsteps stopped at the sofa where he once sat, roughly at this location, and she vowed to take him back to find his way home.
Lu Shaoming stood here in a daze, his mind was in chaos and he didn't know what to think. He probably didn't think about anything. After all, he had no memory except those three months.
Ah.
Lu Shaoming turned around lonely, and his eyes suddenly touched the display window hanging on the wall. There were many photos in the display window.
His pupils shrank violently and he stepped forward vigorously.
There is a photo posted in the corner of the window. The girl in the photo is wearing a long white sweater with a blue scarf around her neck. Half of her face is soft and delicate. At about dusk in the afternoon, the colorful lights are reflected on the floor-to-ceiling windows. A series of colorful dizzying rays of light...
The girl stood sideways, her little hands gently climbed up to the floor-to-ceiling window, and pressed her red lips on the glass. Crystal tears fell down her cheeks...
Ning Qing three months ago.