Chapter 1572: Restore memory 1

I found the sunset from the beginning of the day, and spent two days and three nights endlessly looking for it.
Inspire everyone to find.
Block the whole city and find someone.
However, she was not found.
From anger to panic.
From panic to fear.
From fear to impatience.
From impatience, to find peace.
From calm to despair.
At the end of the finding, he finally understood that she had really gone and would not return.
For two days and three nights, Lu Hualiang's eyes were bloodshot. What she said the night before she left was constantly echoing in her mind.
If one day, she suddenly disappeared, what would happen to him.
It turned out that since then, she had made the determination to leave.
No wonder she was so persistent that she wanted to give herself to him that night.
Even exhausted, he tirelessly met all his requirements endlessly.
Have you already thought about it, do it crazy once, and then leave?
The temperature of her body still remained on her fingertips.
It seemed that she could still feel her soft, boneless hands stroking his chest, leaving scratches of love after another.
Obviously Wen Cun is still lingering in his mind, but beside his side, someone has left the tea.
Lu Hualiang leaned against the car door, facing the river, and his bloodshot eyes were filled with anger, struggle, and pain.
Thousands of thoughts passed through, and in the end only humble begging remained.
Begging her to come back.
He doesn't need anything, as long as she stays by his side, even if she doesn't love him, it doesn't matter where she hides another man in her heart.
He only wants her.
People coming and going by the river, hurried past him.
And he seems to be drifting outside the crowd, and time is constantly flowing around him, and he is the only one who stands still.
Lu Hualiang suddenly felt a little familiar with this scene.
Walking lonely in the vast crowd, persistently looking for a certain figure.
On the street, in the alleys, under the mountains, beside the blue sea.
I walked through every street, and shuttled through every city, aimlessly and ethereal, but determined and persistently searched one place after another.
From the young man who was in the wind, to the old man who looked for the snowy temple, finally lay unwillingly on the hospital bed, and died alone and desperately.
Poets visited famous mountains and rivers, emperors fought all over the world, and movie kings admired them all. All their efforts were just to find the figure implanted in the heart of the memory.
He seemed to see, one shadow after another, so persistent and so lonely walking across the river of time, searching aimlessly.
Find.
Find.
Find.
Always looking for.
Hesitating to find.
Just like now, looking in the vast crowd.
Find sadness, find despair, find the end of life.
Lu Hualiang suddenly woke up and looked at the crowded riverside and the busy highways, constantly flowing.
Obviously it is the real world, so why are there so many phantoms before my eyes.
Rubbing his temples tiredly, throwing away all the boring thoughts.
Maybe it was because he didn't sleep for two days and three nights, he had already begun to hallucinate.
"Husband."
There was a familiar, cheerful cry behind him, and Lu Hua looked back sharply.
But found that there was nothing behind him except the pedestrians hurrying.
Unwillingly look for familiar figures in pedestrian after pedestrian.
However, ultimately disappointed.
Not only hallucinations, but also auditory hallucinations.
Rubbing his temples tiredly, opened the door and drove towards Lu Yuan.