Chapter: 369

"Asteria."

He asked, she answered.

Quick and crisp, without delay, but also blocked other words.

Qin Yue hopes that she will say a few more words. He has so many things he wants to say to her, and wants to know how she has lived these three years?

He wanted to tell her that their little Ranran was three years old, very cute and sensible, and sometimes a headache.

But these, he can't tell her all of them now.

Or, don't know how to speak.

His wife, his Jian Ran, she no longer remembers their past.

"Asteria?" Qin Yue repeated her English name several times, and said with a smile, "Asteria is a nice and interesting name. The goddess of starry night in Greek mythology. I think your Chinese name sounds nice too."

Suddenly hearing someone ask her Chinese name again, Asteria couldn't help but feel a little embarrassed. After a moment of hesitation, she said: "I was seriously ill two years ago, which made me forget everything about the past. My father didn't tell me the Chinese name. But he called me Ranran."

--Ran Ran.

With the tip of the tongue against the lower teeth and the corners of the lips slightly raised, the two characters can be pronounced.

Simple yet unforgettable.

His Da Ranran came back, this time he really came back, he really appeared by his side, not just dreaming.

"Well, thank you today!" she said.

If she hadn't met him today, she would have gone crazy in the elevator and might have hurt innocent people, so she should thank him.

"You also helped me buy a sightseeing ticket. I should thank you first if I want to thank you." He said.

"You're welcome." She smiled shyly again, "If there is nothing else, I want to go home first."

"Do you need me to take you home?" He asked carefully, for fear that she would refuse.

She shook her head and smiled, "No, I'll just take the subway home."

"Then—" Can you give me your contact information?

Qin Yue didn't say the following words, worried that it would make her feel abrupt, so he could only swallow the latter words and nodded: "Be careful on the road."

"Well, goodbye."

"See you."

She turned and walked away, very simply.

Watching her slowly going away, Qin Yue didn't keep up with her, but the two hands hanging by his sides were tightly clenched into fists, restrained and depressed.

The person in front of her is obviously his wife and the mother of his child, but to her, he is a man so strange that she only met once.

Even the goodbye to him just now was just a polite way of saying goodbye, not really wanting to see him again.

Once, he imagined all kinds of scenes when he reunited with her.

He thought that when he found her, he would hold her in his arms, never let go of his hand, and put her where he could see her all the time.