Marriage is continuous: mysterious husband brought home

"I'm 29 years old, right? But when did I get married? Why don't I remember?" she frowned and tried to recall, but she really didn't have any impression of the man named Nie Pingxin in her memory.

And at this moment, the inexplicable feeling of loss that made her feel like she had lost something these days hit again. She couldn't tell what she had lost, but she just felt that something had been lost and she couldn't find it, so she would be inexplicably unhappy and inexplicably want to shed tears.

Mu Yunxiao turned to look at Nie Pingxin, "can you see her?"

Nie Pingxin nodded.

Mu Yunxiao called a domestic servant nearby and asked her, "how many people are there except you now? Who are there?"

The domestic servant is a little squinting. What do you mean?

Mu Yunxiao said, "it's not interesting. You can say what you see."

"Oh, yes, sir, Mr. Mu and Mr. Nie."

"Where is Nie Pingxin?"

The maid pointed to Nie Pingxin, "there."

"What kind of clothes does he wear now? Describe it."

"Black trousers, light blue shirt, shirt sleeves are loosely rolled up at the cuffs, there are three buttons at the collar, there are black leather shoes on the feet, and the leather shoes... Are stained with some ash."

Mu Yunxiao nodded, "OK, go and be busy. It's all right."

Song Jiujiu was stunned there for a long time. Why can others see Nie Pingxin, but she can't see anything?

She turned around and asked Mu Yunxiao, "where is Nie Pingxin?"

Mu Yunxiao took her hand and put it in Nie Pingxin's hand. Nie Pingxin held it tightly, "does he feel your hand now?"

Song Jiujiu nodded. "I feel someone grabbing his hand, but I can't see it. What does he look like? Can you show me a picture or something?"

Mu Yunxiao frowned. He remembered many photos of Nie Pingxin with her in her room. Can't he even see those in the photos?

In order to verify his guess, Mu Yunxiao took out his mobile phone in his pocket, took a picture of them, and then handed it to her, "here, he's holding your hand."

Song Jiujiu's eyes saw only herself, with her hand stretched out in front of her. In addition, there was no one else, "only myself."

"She can't see me, but she can feel my existence. Is this sick?" Nie Pingxin asked Mu Yunxiao. If she was sick, it began after she woke up from the explosion. He said why she didn't say a word to him and never said it.

It turned out that she couldn't see him at all.

After many people's verification, song Jiujiu found that the sick person was not others, but herself.

Everyone can see a living man, but she can't.

Why is that?

In my memory, the man named Nie Pingxin also had no impression of her. In his life, this man never appeared.

Locked herself in the bedroom, she buried her body in the sofa of Wuzhishan, held herself for a long time and said nothing.

I always feel empty in my heart, like I lost something, but I don't know what I lost.

What did she lose?

They all said Nie Pingxin, Nie Pingxin, but she didn't even know what this man looked like.

They all say Nie Pingxin is her ex husband and the man she loves deeply, but if so, why doesn't she remember him?

She looked back at the road she had traveled in the past 29 years. At the age of 13, she left country B to study in Liancheng. She had a love affair with Fu Siyuan in Liancheng. Although it could not be called vigorous, at least it ended miserably. There was one Zhang Meng who thought she would be a good friend all her life. When she graduated and returned home, her grandfather suddenly fell ill and country B fell into chaos, The clouds forced her to marry him

She remembered so many things. Why didn't she remember a man in her life? His name was Nie Pingxin. They were married and she still loved him.

Why?

The more you ask yourself why, the more clear the empty feeling is, the same as the Buddha's heart has been hollowed out.

She wanted to cry, but she didn't know why she wanted to cry. The tears flowed out inexplicably but naturally.

She buried herself deep in her knee and let the hot tears flow down her knee.

The door opened gently from the outside. She raised her head in amazement and saw that the door opened and closed. She knew that it was the man named Nie Pingxin. He came in, but she couldn't see him.

Nie Pingxin closed the door, stood at the door for two minutes, sighed, walked over, painfully stretched out his hand to pick her up and hold her in his arms, sat on the sofa, let her sit in his arms, and gently wiped away her tears.

He said, "baby, what are you crying about? Are you sad that you can't see me? Or do you forget me and can't remember?"

He said: "baby, no matter what kind, don't cry, because my heart hurts when you cry."

He said: "baby, I always thought you were angry with me. You didn't want to ignore me. You regarded me as transparent air. Originally, originally..."

He leaned over her eyes and covered his lips. He said, "baby, you can't see me and hear me, but I'm glad that at least you can feel my temperature and my existence, so even if we can only live in this way in the future, I'm happy."

At least, at least you're still alive and I'm still alive, aren't you?

He said, baby, don't cry. Don't cry in the future. I'm afraid I want to cry when you cry. I'm old enough and don't want to grow any more wrinkles, so don't cry.

Although song Jiujiu couldn't see him, she could touch him. She followed his body and touched his chin and face with both hands. Then she felt the wet glutinous on her fingertips. She knew that it was not sweat, it was tears.

So, he wiped her clean tears and shed them again. She cried, choked and couldn't speak, "Nie Pingxin..." she called his name and wiped his tears with her hand, "why... Why can't I see you alone? They... Why can they all?"

She said, "I feel so sad... Like I lost something... But I don't know what I lost. You say, you say, did I lose you?"

"Fool, why are you crying again?" Nie Pingxin smiled and gently wiped her tears with his fingers. "Baby, can you stop crying? Your heart really hurts when you cry."

Song Jiujiu continued to cry. His tears were like an open tap. It broke down and the water source kept flowing out. He couldn't turn it off.

Her voice choked with fear and uneasiness. She said, "they say I love you... If I love you, why... Why would I be willing to lose you?"

He shook his head and shook it hard. He said, "baby, don't cry. It's not your fault. Don't blame yourself. It's really not your fault."

She couldn't see him or hear his words, but she seemed to feel it. She suddenly stopped her tears, touched his neck with her hands, and begged with a trace in her eyes, "can you kiss me? Just like grandpa kissed me, mom and dad kissed me, kiss me, I miss them so much..."

Nie Pingxin nodded with a smile and leaned down to gently drop a kiss on her forehead. "Baby, one must not be enough, right?"

He kissed again, again.

Then she said, "baby, I kissed them. Can I ask for a kiss for myself?"

"Baby, I haven't kissed you for a long time. I'm afraid one day you'll forget my kiss, and I'll forget your taste."

"Baby, I'm afraid you'll never remember me in your life. You can't remember the man you said you hated, hated and loved."

Baby, baby, when I stop asking you for a long time, when I call you baby, I know that all I can do in the future is my brother and father.

Baby, you are not who, not yu'er, not Jiujiu, you are just my baby.

Song Jiujiu took half a day and one night to accept the fact that she could see blue sky and white clouds, green mountains and green waters, all kinds of pedestrians and flashing neon, but she couldn't see Nie Pingxin alone.

At night she had a dream that she was married, but she couldn't see who the bridegroom was. Then she gave birth to a daughter. She was blind, but she could see him alone.

Waking up from her dream, she sat up and looked at the empty bedroom. She felt that it was too big and scared her.

She asked, "Nie Pingxin, are you there?"

She didn't know who to look for, so she thought of her. Although she couldn't see her, she thought he must be in this room with her, so she wouldn't be so afraid.

Nie Pingxin went to the bathroom in a hurry at night. As soon as she came out, she saw her sitting on the bed with sweat on her face. She couldn't tell whether it was tears or sweat.

He strode forward and held her in his arms. He said, "baby, what's the matter? I'm here, I'm here, I'm not afraid, I'm not afraid."

Feeling that his body fell into a warm embrace, song Jiujiu smiled, touched his hand and hugged his neck, "I knew you were there, I knew..."

Empty heart, suddenly as if filled, very full.

She closed her eyes on her warm shoulder.

Nie Pingxin held her until there was a uniform sound of breathing in his ears. He then lifted his lips, carefully hugged her and lay down, holding her tightly in his arms. He was reluctant to close his eyes.

Should he be glad that the person who can see is him and he can see her, so that he will never forget her eyebrows and eyes and her appearance.

He said, "baby, I'm so happy. I can hold you, look at you... Kiss you."

The warm lips fell gently on the smooth and full forehead of the woman in her arms, but she was reluctant to move away for a long time.

When the first ray of sunlight shines into the room, the sleeping man on the bed slowly opens his eyes.

It's dawn and a new day begins.

Song Jiujiu habitually wanted to stretch out, but found that his body was shackled. He was stunned. Then he smiled, stretched out his hand and tentatively touched the man around him. She couldn't see him, but she thought that he must have a pair of beautiful eyes, a high flying nose, not thin or thick lips, which are more beautiful than the clouds.