Chapter 397: I felt before

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Feng Sujin always feels that she may have forgotten something, as well as some strange dreams before, why the teenager and the girl had no memory before the age of eight.
I haven't thought about these things carefully before. Maybe it's because I can't see them now, and my eyes are all black, so she can't help thinking about more things.
A lot of light and shadow flashed in my mind just now, too fast, she couldn't catch it, so she just asked this question naturally.
Jun Mohan was picking a fishbone for Feng Sujin. Upon hearing this sentence, the graceful movement was a slight pause. He touched Feng Sujin's hair with a sigh, and said warmly, "Why would you ask?"
Feng Sujin muttered, "I don't know, it just feels like we knew each other before, otherwise why did you treat me so well from the beginning, and I always want to be close to you, thinking What I do for you, do n’t want to leave you, be emotional, if you do n’t know it, you can only say that you are too good and people have to love.

Jun Mohan listened to these words, but felt like listening to love words. When he moved in his heart, he couldn't help lowering his kiss to kiss Feng Sujin ’s lips. "Some loves happen without reason, do n’t think about it, keep it With a good mood, your eyes will be fast. "
Then, he took chopped fish with chopped fish and handed it to Feng Sujin's mouth. "Open your mouth."
Feng Sujin's obedient opening of the mouth meant that the fish flew into her mouth, and she chewed, only feeling that the salty fish had arrived in her mouth, but it seemed to have a sweet taste.
When Jun Mohan looked at Feng Sujin, his gloomy gaze took some deep meaning.
Some of Feng Sujin's memories are not good, so he doesn't want her to remember, she just needs to be happy, and those pasts are not important.
After dinner, Feng Sujin couldn't watch TV, and she was not sleepy in bed and was very boring.
Jun Mohan looked at her and took her into his arms. "Can't you sleep? Want some music or something else?"
Feng Sujin thought about it, and suddenly her heart moved, saying, "I want to hear your story, can you?"
When Jun Mohan heard what she said, her brilliant eyes flashed a glamorous glory, "Are you going to bedtime? What do you want to hear?"
It seems that young children would like to listen to bedtime stories, but naturally he loves his wife as well as children, so as long as she is happy, he will naturally agree.
Feng Sujin couldn't see Jun Mohan's look, but he could hear that his tone was indulging and spoiling. It seemed that he would agree to whatever she said. "As long as you tell a story, you want to hear it."
I can't see her family gentleman, if there is no more voice, she will fall into a lonely darkness.
It would be nice if he could hear his voice all the time.
Jun Mohan went to the study to get a book, went to bed and held Feng Sujin to tell her a story, "Hundreds of years ago, there was a beautiful and kind girl in the folk ..."
Jun Mohan looked for a long time in the study and thought that this folk history folklore might interest his young wife.
Feng Sujin listened with interest, as if brought into his stories by his low-alcoholic moving voice.
His voice was like the whisper of a lover, letting her listen and indulge, and gradually fell into a dream.
Jun Mohan felt that the person in her arms became quieter, looked down, and found that she was asleep.
Jun Mohan smiled helplessly, put the book on the bedside table, and kissed her forehead gently and lovingly, covered the quilt for the two, and then turned off the lamp.