Zhixi lowered her head without speaking, but it seemed she was very resistant to this suggestion.
Shen Yushan sighed and reached out to her: "Come on, give me the phone."
Zhixi hesitated for a moment, but still shook her head: "Yushan, let's forget it… Can you let me stay here for a few days?"
"Zhixi, you've forgotten a lot of things now, so you lack a sense of security and don't dare to trust someone who feels completely unfamiliar to you. I understand this." Shen Yushan sat down, holding her hand, and spoke earnestly, "But, He Jingyao is your husband, he treats you very well, and he would never harm you. Don't be afraid."
Zhixi didn't know how to refute, so she could only look at her pleadingly.
She knew Yushan was right, but she instinctively felt afraid.
When she woke up in the hospital in the afternoon, she found she couldn't remember anything. In her panic, she just wanted to stay with someone she knew.
