studiobondurri Chapter 262 Waking up, memories fully restored!
Chapter 262 Waking up, memories fully restored!
The pungent smell of disinfectant gradually dissipated, replaced by the cool, delicate fragrance emanating from Su Qingge.
Lin Zhou slowly opened his eyes.
He felt his right hand being tightly enveloped by a soft and icy touch.
That's Su Qingge.
She was lying on the edge of the bed, her fingernails slightly white from the pressure, as if Lin Zhou would evaporate from this world if she let go.
The sunlight outside the window was a bit dazzling.
Lin Zhou tried to raise his hand to shield himself, but suddenly a sharp, explosive sound came from deep within his brain.
[Ding! Severe damage detected to the host's body; logical discontinuity in the nervous system due to overexertion.]
[Core defense mechanism triggered, forcibly activating memory fusion mode!]
A cold, mechanical voice exploded in his mind.
At that moment, Lin Zhou felt as if his head had been forcibly cleaved open by a heavy, sharp axe.
Countless fragments of memory, sealed away, distorted, and forcibly severed, transformed into a raging torrent, flooding wildly into his mind.
"Well……"
Lin Zhou grunted, veins bulging on his forehead, his muscles tensing to the extreme in that instant.
Those previously vague illusions became completely clear at this moment.
He saw the scene from that rainy night seven years ago.
On the pitch-black highway, two heavy trucks, like bloodthirsty beasts, came from the left and right blind spots.
The blinding high beams nearly blinded him.
"Lin Zhou! Jump out of the car!"
The echoes of his father's stern roar still resonate in his ears.
Immediately following was the violent friction of steel tearing apart, followed by an explosion that shattered eardrums.
But the memory did not end there.
Lin Zhou's consciousness continued to flow upstream in the torrent of memories, and he returned to an earlier time.
That was a secluded alley in the old campus of Beijing.
Withered vines climbed all over the old walls.
Under that huge ginkgo tree, its leaves falling, a girl in a blue and white school uniform was wiping away tears.
Her backpack strap was broken, and her knees were still covered in mud from her fall.
That's Su Qingge.
That was Su Qingge at seventeen.
"Why are you crying? It's just a scraped knee!"
Back then, Lin Zhou, dressed in a black motorcycle jacket, straddled that old motorcycle with an air of nonchalance.
His tone was full of disdain, but his movements were gentle.
He pulled a band-aid with a cartoon pattern from his pocket and clumsily stuck it on the girl's wound.
"Hey, remember this: you're a daughter of the Su family. From now on, no one but me is allowed to make you cry."
"Lin Zhou, you're so domineering..."
"Heh, I'm just that domineering. If you're so capable, why don't you marry me and boss me around every day?"
Those vivid scenes, like a movie fast-forwarding, perfectly filled in the missing pieces of the puzzle from those seven years.
It turns out that their marriage was not a marriage of convenience at all.
It turns out that the so-called "useless guy and iceberg" drama was a romantic yet tragic deception from the very beginning.
Lin Zhou's mind gradually shifted from excruciating pain to a clear and lucid state.
All the doubts, all the ambushes, all the emotional entanglements were completely connected at this moment.
He could feel Su Qingge's small hand trembling slightly in his palm.
Su Qingge seemed to notice Lin Zhou's unusual behavior.
She suddenly raised her head, her bright red peach blossom eyes filled with extreme terror.
"Honey? What's wrong? Doctor! Someone, come quick!"
Su Qingge was so anxious that tears were about to fall again.
Just as she was about to turn around to press the call button, her wrist was firmly gripped by a steady and powerful force.
Lin Zhou's palms had regained their warmth.
He was no longer the warrior who had just emerged from the battlefield, his eyes filled with a hint of confusion.
At this moment, his eyes were as deep as the sea, yet they also carried an extreme affection capable of melting steel.
Su Qingge had seen that look in her eyes seven years ago.
That was on the day the two of them secretly pledged their lives to each other.
Back then, Lin Zhou looked at her with the same domineering yet doting gaze.
"Don't call the doctor."
Lin Zhou's voice was somewhat hoarse, yet it possessed an unprecedented magnetic quality.
He slowly straightened his upper body.
With his other hand, he gently stroked Su Qingge's heartbreakingly haggard face.
He gently stroked the tear stains at the corners of her eyes with his fingertips.
Su Qingge was completely stunned.
She sensed that Lin Zhou had changed.
This change is not an increase in strength, but a sense of familiarity emanating from the depths of one's soul.
A profound understanding that transcends seven years of darkness, finally allowing them to recognize each other again.
"Qingge, thank you for your hard work."
Lin Zhou smiled slightly, the violent rage in his eyes completely transformed into boundless tenderness.
He used a little force to pull his stunned wife back to the bedside.
Then, in front of her, he softly uttered a name in a special tone that he only used in private moments between the two of them.
"Kitten."
Su Qingge's body stiffened violently.
Those beautiful peach blossom eyes widened even more, their pupils filled with disbelief and shock.
This nickname.
It was a nickname Lin Zhou gave her when she was seventeen, because she liked to act cute when she was drunk.
Apart from the two of them, even Old Chen didn't know them.
Even after that car accident, those three words completely disappeared from Su Qingge's world.
She always thought she would never hear that title again in her life.
"Lin...Lin Zhou?"
Su Qingge opened her mouth, her voice trembling uncontrollably.
"You...you remembered?"
She couldn't believe it, fearing it was all just a beautiful, unreal dream.
Lin Zhou didn't say anything, but simply pulled her into his arms tightly.
His cheek rested against her temple, inhaling the sweet, nostalgic scent.
"Yes, I remember everything."
Lin Zhou whispered in her ear, his tone carrying a hint of pride from surviving a disaster.
"Including that drunken remark you made under the ginkgo tree on the old campus, saying that you would marry no one but me in this lifetime."
Su Qingge finally confirmed it.
The soul she loved for seven years, waited for for seven years, and protected for seven years has finally returned to its rightful place.
All her pretense crumbled completely at that moment.
Su Qingge burst into tears without caring about her image, burying her head in Lin Zhou's neck and desperately trying to breathe in his breath.
"You bastard...you finally remembered..."
"I thought I was going to spend the rest of my life with that idiot..."
Lin Zhou held her in his arms, feeling the dampness on his chest.
He looked at the bright sunlight outside the window, a dangerous glint flashing in the depths of his eyes.
My memory has returned.
This means that the debts that caused their marriage to break apart and the Lin family to be destroyed should be settled one by one.
But before that.
He wanted to comfort the woman in his arms who had suffered so much for him.
"Okay, stop crying, your eyes are all swollen like peaches."
Lin Zhou joked, but his movements were gentle.
"If Nuonuo sees you like this, she'll think your dad is bullying you."
Su Qingge sobbed as she looked up, her face flushed, and punched him.
"You've been bullying me! You've been bullying me for seven whole years!"
Lin Zhou smiled and grabbed her hand, his eyes full of mischief.
"Really? Then I'll tease you in a different way from now on?"
Su Qingge's cheeks burned, and she glared at him reproachfully.
"You...you just regained your memory, what kind of nonsense are you thinking about!"
Lin Zhou then pulled her even closer.
"What I'm thinking is, now that I've remembered, shouldn't you fulfill that promise you made back then?"
Su Qingge was stunned for a moment.
"What agreement?"
Lin Zhou narrowed his eyes, his tone ambiguous.
"Back then, you promised me that you would give me a formal confession under the ginkgo tree."
Su Qingge's face instantly turned bright red with embarrassment.
"Who...who's going to confess? How can you be so shameless!"
Lin Zhou laughed heartily, instantly dispelling the previously oppressive atmosphere in the ward.
"How can you become a live-in son-in-law of the Su family if you don't have thick skin?"
Su Qingge was both annoyed and amused, and in the end, she could only helplessly lean against his chest.
"Lin Zhou, you're not allowed to leave us again."
"no way."
Lin Zhou looked into the distance, his tone firm.
"Whether it's the K organization or some Black Bishop, no one should disturb our lives."
Su Qingge raised her head and looked at the profile of his face.
"So... what are you planning to do next?"
Lin Zhou lowered his head and kissed her hair.
"First, I'll take you out for a nice meal. Look how thin you've gotten."
Su Qingge burst into laughter through her tears.
"At a time like this, you still have the mind to joke around."
Lin Zhou looked at her intently.
"I'm not kidding, feeding my wife is my top priority."
Su Qingge's pretty face flushed red, and she whispered:
"So... what would you like to eat?"