Was the Cheung Chi-ling mentioned by Wu Ye the Cheung Chi-ling in her dream?

However, Qi Yu did not believe that the Cheung Chi-ling mentioned by Wu Ye had nothing to do with the Cheung Chi-ling in her dream who had lost his memory.

The people around her were sleeping soundly, but Qi Yu was not sleepy at all.

She quietly walked into the living room and opened her laptop.

Cheung Chi-ling.

Qi Yu typed this person's name in the search bar, but found nothing.

After thinking about it, she deleted the name.

She searched again, and an explanation popped up.

Raising the coffin referred to the moment when the coffin placed in the mourning hall was lifted and carried away.

It was the first step in a series of funeral activities.

The meaning of the words was:

1. Removing the spirit tablet of the deceased

2. Carrying the coffin into the ground for burial

These two explanations did not sound like anything good. In the middle of the night, Qi Yu touched her arm.

What kind of parents would give their child such a name?

When she was in a bad mood, Qi Yu decided to clean up.

Their love nest was more than 140 square meters, which was enough for Qi Yu to sweat and tidy up her mood.

When she cleaned up Wu Ye's study, Qi Yu's attention could not help but stay on the painting hanging on the opposite side of the bookshelf.

She used to see this painting often, but when she looked at it again today, she stared at the person in the painting and felt that it was very familiar.

Qi Yu stood in front of the painting. It was a very ordinary oil painting that looked a little old.

Even if Qi Yu did not understand Western painting, she could see that the painting was not very good. It was even very clumsy.

The whole painting was grayish yellow and looked very dirty.

The person in the painting was wearing a lama's upper body and a Tibetan robe.

The sunrise shone on this person, and Qi Yu could see a large snowy mountain behind him.

Qi Yu subconsciously took down the drawing. After turning it over, she saw a few words on the wooden board: Cheung Chi-ling.

Qi Yu took a deep breath. She felt that the face of Cheung Chi-ling, whom Dr. Leung Wan had a crush on in her dream with retrograde amnesia, was gradually becoming clearer. It actually overlapped with the man in the portrait in front of her.

After a night of intimacy, my husband called out another man's name in his sleep. This kind of thing can be submitted to an old couple's forum, right?

Qi Yu felt a lump in her throat. She looked at the man in the painting for a long time.

It was as if she had unconsciously touched a corner of Wu Ye's past, but Qi Yu was not in a good mood at all.

When Wu Ye woke up in the morning, he subconsciously reached out his hand, but he did not touch the little girl who was supposed to be sleeping beside him. He suddenly woke up.

Wu Ye opened his eyes and found that there was not even a trace of warmth beside him. It was obvious that this person had been gone for a long time.

If it was a nightmare, Qi Yu would have stared at him with big wet eyes and then burrowed into his arms.

If it was normal, Qi Yu should still be sleeping at this time.

There was only one possibility. Wu Ye used his arm to cover his eyes.

Qi Yu should have stayed up all night and went out early in the morning.

Wu Ye walked into the kitchen and found that the cooked porridge had been put in the pot to keep it warm.

He noticed that the trash bin was a mess. The white things looked like dough that had not been rolled well.

Wu Ye washed his face and prepared to take advantage of this time to go back to the study to look at the photos taken.

Just as he opened the study door, Wu Ye noticed that the young man's painting had been touched.

Wu Ye closed the study door and sat on the carpet in the living room. Qi Yu's laptop was placed there.

Qi Yu always felt insecure, but what she did not know was that Wu Ye knew her better than she thought.

The password of the laptop was 0305, which was his birthday.

Wu Ye opened the laptop skillfully. The wallpaper was their wedding photo.

Qi Yu's laptop had very few software programs. Other than writing software and video software, there was nothing else.

Wu Ye looked at the girl in the photo who asked him for a kiss and smiled. Then, he opened the browser.

His gaze stayed on the explanation of Qi Ling for a long time before he closed the web page.

Qi Yu's last browsing record was an image search. After Wu Ye clicked on the link, he found that Qi Yu had searched for the background of the snow mountain behind the young man in the oil painting.

The current search software was very useful because Wu Ye found that Qi Yu had already found the answer she wanted to know: the snow mountain of Calren Peak.

Wu Ye felt that he needed a cigarette now, but Qi Yu had cleaned the house so well that there was no cigarette left.

Wu Ye closed the browser and looked at the happy girl in the wedding dress with a deep gaze. The man on the screen had a complicated expression.

When Qi Yu came back with steaming buns and pancakes, Wu Ye was sitting on the sofa with a towel wrapped around his waist.

He had just taken a shower and his hair was still dripping. Qi Yu could not help but look at Wu Ye and despise herself silently.

Qi Yu put the buns and pancakes that were almost exposed because of her pinching and put them on a plate. Then, she poured out two bowls of porridge.

After she finished all the chores at home, she ran around the neighborhood for an hour. Her calves were still sore.

After everything was done, Qi Yu let Wu Ye sit on the carpet while she sat on the sofa to dry his hair.

Qi Yu's fingers ran through Wu Ye's soft hair. When his hair was half dry, she turned on the wind.

Qi Yu was a little concerned about the scars on Wu Ye's back. She gently touched the scars on Wu Ye's back and asked with difficulty, "How did you get these scars?" Even though she tried her best to control herself, Wu Ye could still feel that the girl was very sad from her tone.

"I used to go on adventures with Uncle San.

Because they were all very dangerous places, I got some injuries. "

Wu Ye could not see Qi Yu's face, but he could feel the cold fingertips caressing his scars.

What Qi Yu did not know was that after marrying her, Wu Xiaofeng rarely put himself in danger.

Because he did not want to go home with scars all over his body. His girl would be sad.

Qi Yu put her face on his shoulder. Wu Ye reached out and held Qi Yu's cold hand. "The temperature difference between morning and night is big. Don't you know to wear more clothes when you go out?"

Qi Yu put her arms around his neck and said with a smile, "I'm hungry and have no strength. Carry me to eat." As she said that, her legs kicked everywhere.

Wu Ye carried his girl on his back, and then held Qi Yu's legs that were kicking everywhere. "Hey, girl, aren't you afraid that you'll take off my bath towel and act like a rogue?"

The girl's skin was smooth and elastic. Wu Ye could not help but touch it a few more times.

"I'm not afraid. In marriage, this is called the fun between husband and wife.

Mr. Wu, if you take off your bath towel in front of others, you'll be a rogue. "Qi Yu hugged him very tightly, as if she was afraid that he would run away.

"Good girl, be gentle.

If you use more strength, this hug will become a chokehold. "

Wu Ye said as he put Qi Yu on the chair. Qi Yu knew that Wu Ye never cared about this kind of thing, so she often hung herself on Wu Ye.

"My legs are very sore today, so Mr. Wu has to carry me everywhere today."

Although Qi Yu was acting coquettishly, Wu Ye saw a trace of panic in Qi Yu's eyes. She was very uneasy now.

"Why are your legs sore? I'll rub them for you later." Wu Ye's words made Qi Yu feel a little better. She put her leg on Wu Ye's knee.

Wu Ye looked at Qi Yu's honest face and realized that he was the only one who felt that this action was like an adult's invitation.

"You have to hug me after you're done. Is that okay?" Qi Yu put down her leg and said while eating porridge.

How could a man deny the question of whether it was okay or not?