The two did not stay inside the park for long when it suddenly started to drizzle.
The rain is not much, but the fine drift, strange cold.
"Let's go back."
Suny glanced at Theodore, the words just fell, the man at his side has taken off his jacket and draped it over her body.
The suit was full of Theodore's scent. He changed his perfume, but the smell was very similar to the old one.
Suny took a slight breath and let him lead the way back to the car.
By this time, Theodore's hair had been dropped with a layer of rain.
Inside the carriage was warm enough for Suny to take his jacket off, "This perfume of yours, special blend?"
Hearing her words, Theodore inclined his head to look at her, "Well, not nearly as good."
Suny couldn't help but laugh a little: "Then I'll ask Ivan to introduce you to the perfumer who used to help you with your perfume?"
Theodore thought for a moment, "Can you give me your incense?"
Suny was stunned for a moment, and in response, she arched her eyebrows, "Good."
The rain outside the car was already getting denser, and Theodore started the car.
Suny looked sideways out of the car window with a reassurance she hadn't felt in a long time.
Suny was woken up by Theodore when the car pulled up in front of the villa. She opened her eyes and raised her hand to rub her eyes, and it was only then that Suny reacted to the fact that she had fallen asleep.
She thought she had arrived back at KLOC and looked outside, only to find the car parked in front of the villa.
Suny was a little surprised, "How do you know I live here?"
As soon as the words were out of his mouth, Suny knew he had asked a white man's question.
Theodore himself has admitted to having investigated about her previous affairs, so naturally he knows where she lives nowadays.
Plus, with such a good memory, he was easily able to remember the exact address.
Suny unbuckled her seatbelt, and people gradually came to their senses, "I'm going in then."
Theodore suddenly said, "Can I stay with you inside the villa these days?"
He said, after a pause, "I couldn't sleep at the hotel."
Ever since he woke up, Theodore has felt a sense of unease.
In fact, from the time he was discharged from the hospital until now, he hasn't had much of a good night's sleep.
Suny, however, remembered the "spring dream" he said, and her face instantly heated up, "Yes, there are many guest rooms in my house."
Theodore looked at her and his dark eyes moved without saying anything: "I'll have someone bring the luggage over later."
Suny nodded, didn't get out of the car, took out the remote control and opened the block door.
The car slowly drove into the garage, Suny then got out of the car.
"It's been a long time, Mr. Johnson."
The two men had just come out from inside the garage when M's voice came out.
Suny glanced at Theodore: "This is the intelligent butler, it's called M."
Theodore glanced down at Suny and followed her step by step up the stairs.
Suny went into the bar to find Theodore's old mug, which hadn't been used in over six months since his accident.
After cleaning the cups, Suny poured out two cups of warm water and handed one to Theodore.
Theodore looked at the cup in Suny's hand, and the look under his eyes grew deeper and deeper.
He reached out and took the cup, "This is a custom couple's cup I had made."
Theodore is speaking in the affirmative, not the interrogative.
Suny's hand holding the cup trembled slightly: "You remember?"
"Remember something."
He said, raising his hand and pointing to a door not far from the foyer: "There is the guest room."
Theodore said, lifting his leg and walking over to push open the door.
There are indeed guest rooms in there.
"I've been getting little snippets that pop into my head lately, and the one that comes up most often is this villa."
The emotions that she had been holding back for six months poured out, and it was no longer something she could control.
Theodore looked down at her, the person in his arms crying silently, but the sight as long as he saw the pair of teary peach eyes, he felt as if his left chest cavity was heavily pressed by something, a little heavy and difficult to breathe.
He felt some incredible, obviously do not remember anything, but Suny's every move, but easily touched his nerves.
Seeing the person in his arms crying more and more, Theodore directly reached out and lifted Suny's chin, lowered his head and kissed her eyes: "Although I have forgotten everything, I think that it can not forget anything."
He said, took Suny's hand and pressed it to his left chest cavity.
Suny's palm was pressed against his left chest cavity, and I could clearly sense the sound of his steady, strong heartbeat.
The man's soothing kisses also worked for a few moments, and Suny gradually got herself under control, looking up into those familiar dark eyes, "I'm sorry, I just, missed you too much."
Theodore's heart, which was already broken, was directly hit by such a sentence from Suny, and his heart suddenly rose to full capacity, not knowing how to describe the feeling.
But he knew that if Suny asked him to give up his life at this time, he could have given it to her without hesitation.
Memories can be forgotten, but deep feelings are like habits that have become instinctive in the body.
Theodore touched Suny's face, lowered his head and kissed her on the lips, and while he did so, he spoke in a deep voice: "It was my fault."
It's his fault.
Whatever it was, it was his fault for making it so hard for her.
She was once the apple of his eye, and now she is also his careful but very precious heart.
Theodore does not know how much he used to love Suny, he only knows that he now holds her, only full of tenderness.
"Dingdong", the doorbell rang when the two came back from the forgetful kiss.
Suny cried and was kissed, cheeks flushed from the inside out, white porcelain skin flushed with red, delicate as a doll.
The pair of peach blossom eyes with water, only a glance over, autumn waves flowing between the lightly rolled into the person.
Theodore rolled the knot in his throat, "Probably brought my luggage over."
Suny came out of his arms: "You go downstairs and get it, I'll go wash my face."
"Hmm."
Theodore gave her a look, which got up and went downstairs.
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