Traditional ancient saying + chasing wife + sweet pet + HE
He was the prince of Northern Yan. When he went south to attack Chen and was in desperate situation, he was saved by her. Spending time together in a corner of the boudoir made the two deeply in love.
When her life was hanging by a thread and life and death depended on each other, she buried her hot cheek deeply on his shoulder and whispered softly: "I have no regrets." Hearing this, he just sighed that even if he died tomorrow, this life would still be worth it.
On the eve of farewell in the war-torn times, he held her in his arms for the last time, half domineering and half joking: "Wait for me at home... Then, don't forget me."
At that time, it was just commonplace. When he became famous and had the world in his hands, she had already disappeared. Many years later, he was independent in the hunting wind, letting cold tears slide down his face, and he was shocked to realize: It turned out that the joke turned out to be a prophecy!
From then on, he traveled through thousands of mountains and rivers, and finally found her again in the vast sea of people. However, the vow was still in her ears, but she had already forgotten her past and regarded him as a stranger.
Faced with that unforgettable moment that only he remembers, what should he do?
Intention: The memory may be aphasic, but the instinct to love him has already penetrated deep into the bone marrow.
