The True Mistress Has A Thousand Hidden Identities

The two sat down at the dining table.

Song Lishu put a chopsticks and carrot into the man's bowl, and bitterly persuaded him not to be picky eaters, the man was wronged, put a small sip in his mouth, spit it out, and then began to play helplessly, saying that he would not eat.

Song Lishu showed a helpless but doted smile, after all, there was no way.

The TV was turned on, and I didn't know what was playing inside, and the fan page above my head creaked.

After taking a shower, Song Lishu came out of the bathroom with his hair still damp and stuck to his neck. The man suddenly rushed over, hugged Song Lishu, buried his head in the neck, greedily taking her breath, couldn’t help it. It smells so good.

Song Lishu pushed him, cursing shamelessly.

At this moment, the man slowly raised his head, and suddenly he twisted his head and shot straight at Huo Baiyuan.

As if he was aware of the existence of Huo Baiyuan, the man opened Song Lishu, turned around, and walked in the direction of Huo Baiyuan step by step. He stood straight in front of Huo Baiyuan impartially.

Looking at the man in front of him, seeing his face gradually clear, showing a handsome face, Huo Baiyuan's heart seemed to stop in an instant, because he found that this man turned out to be himself.

The man who had trouble with Song Lishu, laughed with Song Lishu, and Song Lishu sweetly embraced him turned out to be himself.

He is himself from beginning to end!

Huo Baiyuan suddenly felt his legs soft, and his whole body fell to the ground, stunned, as if he had lost his soul.

Qin Miao didn't know what was going on, so he grabbed Huo Bai's arm and asked, "Young Master, what's the matter with you? What's the matter?"

Huo Baiyuan suddenly hugged his head with his hands.

Those fragments rushing in his mind finally formed a complete picture.

He remembered...

He finally remembered!

He remembered his car accident, awoke in the hospital, and saw Song Lishu for the first time.

He remembered that he held Song Lishu and refused to let go, calling her Jiang Nianwei.

He remembered how he clamored to go home with her.

He remembered that Song Lishu took him to the doctor.

He thought of his clinging to Song Lishu all day and night, fearing that she would abandon him, and remembering that even if she only went out for a while, he was about to cry in a hurry.

He remembered that he asked Song Lishu to call him A Yuan.

He remembered that he was going to marry Song Lishu, thinking that it would last a lifetime.

He remembered that Song Lishu took him to the stall in the alley and bought two fake marriage certificates.

He remembered that Song Lishu put a cheap ring on him.

He thought of the scorching summer night. He and Song Lishu were lying on the bed, embracing each other, the fan above their heads creaked, and he held the fan to fight her mosquitoes.

He finally remembered, holding a cake for him and wishing him a happy birthday, the woman who slowly walked towards him was Song Lishu.

He remembered that he was leaning against Song Lishu, tasting the little cake, and felt that nothing in this world could be more delicious than this cake.

He thought of Song Lishu's love to eat fish, and thought of Song Lishu's fear of thunder. He hugged her and said that he would protect her forever.

He remembered that he was walking on the beach at night with Song Lishu on his back. Song Lishu leaned on his back and asked him if all these good things were dreams?

He told her that even if it was a dream, after waking up from the dream, he still loved her and would stay with her.

But after waking up from the real dream, he forgot her completely.

How could he forget it?