In winter, the bright sky curtain opens very late.

The first ray of sunshine shines in the morning. The sleeping woman unwillingly arches to the fever body and buries her face deeper. Fu Zhimei is awakened by the movement and silence in her arms.

Opens her sleeping eyes. The first thing that catches her eyes is the woman's blue shoulders. She pulls her sons down a little, and her body is covered with blue and purple. Size, depth and shallowness.

Fu Zhimei took a breath, damn himself, this little woman is still pregnant, am I crazy? Memory has not been restored, so treat her, if something happens to their children...