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I felt a twinge in my heart.
The daughter¡¯s eyes suddenly turned red: ¡°Mom, don¡¯t you remember me?¡±
The daughter held Wu Weiwei's hand. Wu Weiwei wanted to shrink back at first, but later she kept her position.
Wu Weiwei looked at Tan Li a little confused, and then at me.
"Although I can't remember it, I feel a sense of familiarity and intimacy when I see you." Wu Weiwei looked at her daughter and said.
The daughter was crying uncontrollably. Wu Weiwei hugged her nervously and patted her daughter on the back to comfort her.
"Mom, I have a daughter, where is her father?" Wu Weiwei looked up at Tan Li, confused and nervous.
Tan Li looked at me with a complicated expression and pursed her lips: "He is the father of the child."
Wu Weiwei looked at me and immediately became uncomfortable: "Are youmy legal husband?"
It was like a young girl who suddenly learned that she was engaged, and the shock on her face was evident on her face.
I sighed helplessly: "To be precise, I am your ex-husband, and we have divorced."
Wu Weiwei¡¯s eyes were still like a white fog, she knew nothing and couldn¡¯t remember anything.
With a bang, my daughter cried so hard that she couldn¡¯t even hold the iron box in her hands and threw it to the ground.
The daughter wiped her tears with her arm and picked up the iron box.
¡°Mom, this is the gift I gave you before, do you remember it?¡±
The daughter held the iron box with both hands and opened the lid. There were more than a dozen paper cranes inside.
Seeing these paper cranes made my nose sore and tears welling up in my eyes.
This small box of paper cranes carries the memories of our family of three.
Previously, my daughter was required to learn how to fold paper cranes in a handicraft class. When she got home and asked her mother, Wu Weiwei didn¡¯t know how to do it. Later, our family of three studied together in front of the TV and spent an entire night to figure it out. On Wu Weiwei's birthday that year, her daughter secretly folded a dozen origami cranes and gave them to her mother as a birthday gift. Wu Weiwei told me on my pillow at night that she would be satisfied with having such a sensible daughter in her life.
Our family has been torn apart for a long time, and we will never be able to return to the warmth we once had, but those scattered memories are still there, occasionally touching our fragile hearts.
Wu Weiwei's hands were trembling a little. She picked up a paper crane and looked at it intently. Suddenly, her whole body felt as if she had been electrocuted, and two lines of tears kept flowing down her face.
"Xiaoman! You are my daughter, Xiaoman!" Wu Weiwei cried heartbreakingly, hugging her daughter tightly for fear of losing her from her arms.
After Wu Weiwei calmed down, she still held her daughter's hand tightly and refused to let go for a moment. Now she is a helpless person drowning in the vast sea, suddenly grabbing a floating straw.
"Mom, do you still remember dad?" Xiaoman pointed at me and asked.
Wu Weiwei looked at me, full of apologies: "Sorry, I really can't remember."
"Weiwei, if you think about it carefully, can you remember Fang Hongming? He is also a very important person to you." Tan Li asked quickly.
I sympathize with Wu Weiwei's mother. Tan Li wants to squeeze out every memory in Wu Weiwei's mind, just to make her remember Fang Hongming.
¡°It¡¯s a pity that Wu Weiwei still can¡¯t remember.
The doctor came over for rounds, and Tan Li told him about the situation: "Doctor, when she saw her daughter today, she suddenly remembered it again. Why can't she remember other things?"
"This is normal. In addition to external injuries, her brain's self-escape mechanism is at work. It seems that she has some bad memories, and her brain subconsciously deleted these memories."
"When will a disease like this be cured?" Tan Li asked anxiously.
"It mainly depends on the patient's recovery. Everyone's situation is different. Some recover their memory in a week or two, while others may never recover in their lifetime."
"In short, you should communicate with her more and show her positive and optimistic things. This will be more helpful for her condition to improve."
The daughter and her mother chatted incessantly in front of the ward. When her daughter talked about our family memories, Wu Weiwei would look confused, but when her daughter talked about life in school, Wu Weiwei looked serious.
My daughter didn¡¯t take a nap at noon and stayed in the ward.
When it was two o'clock, I had to tell her: "Xiaoman, I have to go to class."
? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ?Then I reluctantly said goodbye to my mother.
"Mom, will you still remember me next time I come here?" Xiaoman looked at Wu Weiwei worriedly.
"You are my daughter, how could I forget you." Wu Weiwei said.
¡°Mom, I¡¯ll come see you again in the evening.¡±
"good."
Since Wu Weiwei lost her memory, I often traveled back and forth between school, hospital and home, mainly to let my daughter see her mother.
However, Wu Weiwei¡¯s memory recovery did not improve much during this period, and she still couldn¡¯t remember things.
"However, she often asked about the past, and I couldn't tell her the details of the past. I was afraid of irritating her condition, so I could only talk about it in a light-hearted way.
On the other hand, Tan Li, a mother, mentioned Fang Hongming every few days, wishing Wu Weiwei would remember it immediately.
But it turns out that Fang Hongming has indeed completely given up on Wu Weiwei. Since she was hospitalized, Fang Hongming has not called her or had any contact with her.
"You really made a mistake, Fang Hongming, that heartless man." Even Tan Li, who usually talked about it all day long, began to complain.
My mother contacted me again in the past two days and asked me to go back to my hometown.
"Ah Hui, are you free recently? If you are free, go back to your hometown and take a look."
I felt something was wrong. In the past week, my mother mentioned it at least three times.
"Mom, did something happen at home?" I know my mother's character. She likes to hold back when things happen and doesn't want to cause trouble to others.
My personality is very similar to my mother¡¯s.
¡°Hey, there is a bit of dispute over your dad¡¯s cemetery. If you have time, come back and take a look.¡± The mother finally couldn¡¯t help but say it.
¡°Mom, it turns out it¡¯s such a big deal! I¡¯ll rush back to my hometown tomorrow.¡±
"It's not easy for you either. You have a lot of debt and you have to support your family. If you're too busy at work, there's no need to run back and forth." My mother was very considerate of me.
"Mom, don't worry. My foreign debts have been paid off, and I'm much less stressed now. I'll take Xiaoman back to my hometown tomorrow."
Tomorrow is Saturday, so I take advantage of Xiaoman¡¯s vacation to take her back to see her grandma.
In the evening, my daughter and I went to the hospital to see Wu Weiwei. I mentioned to her that I would take Xiaoman back to my hometown for two days, but she was still a little reluctant to leave.
"We will come up on Monday, and you will be able to see your daughter then." I said to Wu Weiwei.
"Okay, thank you." Wu Weiwei nodded.
Hearing Wu Weiwei¡¯s thanks, I felt quite sad.
Since she lost her memory, she has seemed like a different person. Her personality has completely changed. Now she is calm, gentle, and unconcerned with the world. (Remember the website address: www.hlnovel.com - Didn't finish reading? Add this book to your favoritesI'm a member and bookmarked this chapterCopy the address of this book and recommend it to your friends for pointsChapter error? Click here to report
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