Play Nice

Chapter 210 210: Jing Zhao's secret, secret love for many years (one more)
In clinical practice, electroconvulsive therapy has a certain effect on inhibiting personality.But Zhou Ziheng's willpower was too strong, and the electroconvulsive therapy was extended three times.

In early spring, the leaves begin to sprout new shoots.

At 48:[-] in the imperial capital, the person in the hospital bed finally woke up.

He looked at the top of the snow-white wall, lost his mind for a long time, and then turned to call the person beside the bed, "Auntie."

Chen Yedu was rarely called Aunt Chen Zhihui.

Her eyes were red and bloodshot, and she stayed up all night: "You finally woke up."

Chen Yedu turned his head again and looked at the white top of the wall: "I had a dream."

"What did you dream about?"

"I don't remember, I just remember that I was very happy in the dream."

He wasn't that happy before, so he didn't want to wake up.

"Auntie, I'll sleep for a while." He closed his eyes again.

During this sleep, Chen Yedu slept for a whole day, and only woke up once in the middle, and it was not awake.

"aunt."

Chen Zhihui never left, the computer was on, she was working in the ward, and when she heard his voice, she walked over to the bed: "Do you need anything?"

His eyelids were half-open and half-closed, as if in a dream: "Overpass."

Another sentence: "Qin Xiang."

He fell asleep again.

Chen Zhihui knew where the overpass he was talking about was. On the Lantern Festival, his car was parked near the Zhangjiang overpass.

In the afternoon, Chen Zhihui went out for a trip, and when he came back, Chen Yedu opened his eyes as soon as he entered.

He was waiting for her, to be exact, he was waiting for the results she brought back.

"She's fine, the tramp who bullied her is at the police station now."

"Ah."

Two days later, Chen Yedu was discharged from the hospital. He went through the discharge procedures in the evening, and it was already dark when he arrived at Fangshan Villa.Chen Zhihui's company had something to do, and assistant Kong Sheng sent him back.

"Mr. Chen, I'll pick you up tomorrow." Kong Sheng finished and drove away.

Chen Yedu pushed open the door, and the lights were on in the courtyard.

A man sat on the stone beside the pool, suddenly stood up, and suddenly called him: "self-defeating."

How long has she been waiting here?

Chen Yedu walked over and looked at her coldly: "I'm Chen Yedu."

Just like waking up from a big dream, Qin Xiang was at first dazed, then lost, and finally his eyes were red and tears fell.

Chen Yedu was stunned, and the anger that had accumulated from being misidentified suddenly died out: "What are you crying for?"

He didn't know how flustered his voice sounded.

Qin Xiang did not speak.

He was even more at a loss: "Don't cry."

He should have driven her away. He said that he would never see her again. He should turn around and walk away, but his feet seemed to be filled with lead.

She didn't touch his face, her fingertips were only a stone's throw away from him, and she brushed vacantly and emptyly: "Can you hear?"

Chen Yedu could hear her crying.

She looked at him, looked at him deeply: "Can you hear me?"

He took a step back, her fingers touching the cool air of her hand.

It turned out that I couldn't hear it, it turned out that Zhou Ziheng couldn't hear it.

Qin Xiang slowly squatted down, and slowly burst into tears. His voice turned into a knife, cutting Chen Yedu's eardrums and slicing his heart.

He stretched out his hand several times, but he didn't really touch her, the light would have grown up beauty and let the shadow touch.

After crying for a long time, she pushed the foam box at her feet in front of him and said, "Don't throw it away."

Inside the box are dumplings that Zhou Ziheng likes to eat.

She stood up: "I'll wait for you in Hwaseong."

Who are you waiting for?

Chen Yedu wanted to hold her and ask for clarity. She wiped away her tears and turned back. He stretched out his hand, but he didn't hold anything.

The internal organs began to hurt again.

When the wind stopped blowing, Chen Yedu carried the box into the house, he went to the kitchen, turned on the fire, filled the pot with water, and placed the dumplings.

The taste came out, the coriander stuffed, he didn't eat coriander.

The water in which the dumplings were boiled was boiling, and the heat was scorching his eyes. When he touched his face, it was wet.

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Chen Yedu was on a hot search, and the entry was: Migrant worker Chen Yedu.

It was a passer-by who took pictures of him on the construction site.

【The director is here to experience life】

[It should be to find materials for filming]

【Hahahahahahaha the most beautiful boy on the construction site】

[Cold knowledge in the entertainment industry: Teacher Jing lives nearby]

[Sink well cp is OK again! ! ! 】

[Director Chen, is there still a shortage of people at your construction site? 】

[Acting, now the directors have begun to set up dedicated people]

【…】

Chen Yedu himself saw those photos. He was like him, but not like him. He had no memory at all. He took off his clothes and stood in front of the mirror.

In the mirror, there are still scars on the shoulders that have just been removed from the scab.He looked down at his hand, scarred and unspeakably strange.

Chen Zhihui knocked on the door outside: "Yedu."

Chen Yedu put on his clothes and went out.

"what's for dinner?"

He didn't even think about it: "Dumplings."

Chen Zhihui also saw the dumplings in the refrigerator: "When did your taste change?"

He didn't know either.

Chen Zhihui took out the dumplings and put them on a plate to wake up: "Where did you go on Lantern Festival?"

Chen Zhihui was worried about Chen Yedu's mental state, and took a few days to ask about it.

"Can not remember."

Chen Yedu only remembered that he heard Qin Xiang calling for help, but he didn't remember anything after that.The psychiatrist said it was his intermittent amnesia that had returned.

Whether the person on the construction site was him, he couldn't be sure.

After eating the dumplings, he called Jing Zhao.

"In the imperial capital?"

Jing Zhao said that.

"Come out for a drink." He had something to ask.

"Ah."

They made an appointment with Tang De. Tang De's top floor is a bar. Tonight, the folk singers sang, and it was not too noisy.The lights at the bar were dim, and the singer was singing a very sentimental old song in a hoarse voice. The lyrics were parting.

Jing Zhao lived farther away, and arrived 10 minutes later than Chen Yedu. Chen Yedu had already had three drinks.Jing Zhao came over and sat down, took off his coat, and put it aside with the umbrella.

Chen Yedu asked, "What to drink?"

Jing Zhao ordered a glass of spirits.

When the wine was served, Chen Yedu asked him, "Have you seen me in Huacheng?"

He took a sip, but the spirits didn't choke his throat: "I have seen a person who looks very much like you. He claims to be your twin brother."

Zhou Ziheng made him think he had never seen it.

But he didn't promise Zhou Ziheng not to say it, so it was his freedom not to say it.

"what is his name?"

"Zhou Ziheng."

Chen Yedu's hand holding the wine glass paused slightly, and it was Zhou Ziheng as expected.

Qin Xiang regarded him as Zhou Ziheng several times.

"Like me?"

"It's exactly the same." Jing Zhao didn't make a conclusion, didn't speculate, just said the facts, "He also has scars on his hands."

Chen Yedu thought deeply.

Jing Zhao drank the wine in the glass, asked the bartender to make another glass, and asked Chen Yedu, "Do you really have a younger brother?"

Chen Yedu shook his head, it wasn't that he didn't mean it, but he couldn't figure it out now.

"There should be something else in the Chen family that I don't know about."

He's going to check it out.

Jing Zhao didn't answer the question, he just drank on his own.

"recently, I am busy?"

"Ah."

Chen Yedu asked, "What are you busy with?"

Jing Zhao said, "Work."

The credibility of this answer is not high, and it is impossible for Jing Zhao to be disturbed by his work.

Chen Yedu saw it: "Anything on your mind?"

Jing Zhao asked the bartender to add another cup. The spirits were gentle in the mouth, but his energy was behind. He was already a little drunk, and his face was a little confused.

It is rare for Chen Yedu to use alcohol to relieve his worries.

"It's not going well with your girlfriend?"

Jing Zhao kept his composure, ordinary things couldn't evoke his emotions, and that was the only reason.

"I hid something from her."

Before Chen Yedu could ask what was the matter, Jing Zhao put down the glass. He was usually taciturn and drank a few more glasses of wine. The words poured out like a bean, and every bean was his girlfriend.

"In the beginning, I didn't say it because I didn't plan to be with her. You know, I was originally unmarried. Later, when we were together, I couldn't open my mouth. I cared more and more and couldn't open my mouth. "

Jing Zhao could actually say such a thing.

Chen Yedu drank wine and said, "Why can't you open your mouth?"

"She doesn't like being lied to."

Chen Yedu is a straight ball player and doesn't like complicated twists and turns: "Frankly."

Jing Zhao was silent for a while: "In case she can't accept it,"

He didn't go on.

Chen Yedu laughed at him: "You're actually so unconfident."

There are too many halos on Jing Zhao, there is nothing he can't do without him, there is nothing he can't do well, there is nothing he is afraid of, and there is nothing he is not sure about.

Finally there is an exception.

Chen Yedu looked at his hand by the light, wondering what made him touch the reinforced concrete with the hand of the camera: "It seems that you really like that girlfriend of yours."

Jing Zhao touched his glass and drank the wine in it. He raised his hand, and the watch on his wrist was exposed to the light: "Do you know why I keep wearing this watch?"

When Chen Yedu met him abroad, he was already wearing that watch.

He said: "The movement of a mechanical watch relies on the cooperation of gears and various parts. After a long time, the axle will be worn out. If the steel is not good, it will be worn away soon. Later, the watch craftsmen replaced the steel with precious stones. Axle, reduce friction between gear and splint.”

Chen Yedu understood the principle of mechanical watches: "Then what?"

Jing Zhao said, "There are five rubies in the movement of this watch."

Those five rubies were cut from the same ruby.

Chen Yedu asked: "Very precious?" But no matter how precious it is, it is only a ruby.

"Well, it's very precious."

It's time to return things to their original owners.

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