Chapter 680: She Doesn’t Remember Anything

After eating, it was already past nine o'clock in the evening.

Unlike cities, most people in the countryside have turned off the lights and rested at this time. There were only occasional cicadas and birds singing around.

Chen Jiahang looked at a wall clock and hesitated before walking into the bedroom.

This is a 30-square-meter bedroom with a large bed. This bed is a new wooden bed that was made this year. It is 1.8 meters wide. There is a palm mat on the wooden bed, and a newly-splashed quilt. The quilt cover and bed sheets are all new, all bright red, which looks very festive.

These are all what Wang's wife asked him to prepare. His sister-in-law said that she would change the bed and cover the quilt after she got a wife.

Although these cost some money, he was very happy when he thought that he would not have to live here alone in the future.

After making the bed, he returned to the hall and looked at the new wife he bought.

He bit his lip, and his face was slightly red under the light, like a shy child.

He rubbed his hands again, then walked towards her and pulled her clothes. He motioned her to follow him.

He Xiyan seemed to realize something all of a sudden. She suddenly opened her eyes wide and looked at the man in front of her with a nervous look.

She shook her head vigorously, telling the man that she didn't want to.

Although she didn't remember anything, she was conscious. She knew what might happen if she went to that room with him.

Chen Jiahang saw that she didn't want to go to the room with him, and felt a little disappointed. He stood there, looking very helpless, looking down at the ground like a rejected child.

After a long time, he took out the notebook and pen again and wrote something on it. This time he wrote very slowly, crossed it out after writing, and wrote several times before writing a sentence:

"You go in and rest, I'll sleep in the room on the left."

Then he pointed to a room on the left side of the hall.

After He Xiyan confirmed that the other party had entered the room on the left, she slowly walked towards the room on the right. She walked very slowly and hesitated when she reached the door.

The light was on in the room, which was brighter than the hall. It was a very ordinary room with some simple furniture, including a bed, a wardrobe, a small desk, two wooden chairs, and a recliner. Although the room was simple, it was very clean. The bed had been made, and the red mosquito net was particularly eye-catching.

It was the kind of eye-catching bright red.

He Xiyan clenched her hands tightly, she seemed a little scared, and she didn't go in until she was sure that there was no one in the room. After entering, she quickly closed the door and bolted it.

She walked to the wooden bed and pulled open the curtain. Soon she saw the sheets and quilts inside, which were also red and particularly dazzling.

She sat on the edge of the bed and hesitated for a long time. Finally, she was really exhausted and fell on the bed.

After lying down, she kept her eyes open and rubbed her temples with her hands. She always wanted to think of something, such as who was she? Where did she live before? Did she have relatives? Is anyone looking for her?

And the more she thought about it, the more her head hurt, and she couldn't remember anything.

Her most recent memory was that she was on the river bank, unable to move, and a man carried her to a car. When she woke up, she was always in the car, moving from here to there, and finally transferred to a bus to this mountain village.

That's all she remembers now, other than that, she doesn't remember anything.