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Chapter 244 Whose Memory Is Deep (2)
Because she is a patient.

For the first time in two years, she understood what the word meant: madman.

Yes, she is a lunatic, a lunatic with confused memory, that's what Zuo Cheng told her.

She smiled bitterly, got up, carried the tree on her back, and walked away.

"Jiang Xiachu."

There was a man's voice behind her. She stopped, wiped the fine drops of water on her face, and turned around.

He's a man, a good-looking man, naturally he can't compare to Zuo Cheng, but he's more beautiful than herself, she can only make such a comparison.

The man took three steps and made two steps, and after a few steps, he came to the front, and asked her through the camphor tree, "Is that you?"

She was ignorant and wanted to nod, but felt it was inappropriate. She didn't know this beautiful man, so she didn't speak.

"Jiang Xiachu."

She was startled, Jiang Xiachu?why?Why would he call her that?Her head started to hurt again, and she looked up at him.

It's just that the man's eyes were deep and deep, so black and messy that she couldn't see through anything. She was about to look again when she bumped into a stiff embrace: "It's been two years... we've been waiting for you." I have been with you for two years."

The man murmured softly, as if flustered, but she was also flustered, and she didn't like the intimacy of men other than Zuo Cheng, so she subconsciously pushed him away.

The man seemed to froze for a moment, and she asked, "Who are you?"

This face is a little familiar, but I don't have any memory.

Is she sick again?The woman thought so.

Suddenly there was a pain on her forehead, and the man knocked her on the head, his tone was not elegant: "Damn, can you be more sensational."

The woman thought, Zuo Cheng is better, he is the gentlest, and he never gets rough.

At this time, in the house behind the camphor tree, a man and a woman were sitting opposite each other. The man's face was cold, his eyes were slanted, and he was looking elsewhere.

"How sure are you?" Zuo Cheng asked lightly, with no expression other than sunken eyes.

Sitting opposite was Qin Xiyuan, who was fiddling with various electronic devices, and replied: "If it's in the studio, [-]% of the time, here--" paused, looked to Zuo Cheng, "location, time, character constraints, and then Minus [-]%."

Fifty percent, half sure, this is a big gamble.

After a long silence, he opened his lips lightly: "If it fails?"

"All previous efforts are in vain." He paused, his tone serious, "You'd better prepare for the worst."

"I have no way out." There was a wry smile on his lips, "Never."

The room was filled with haze, and it was so heavy that it made people's hearts tug together.

At this time, outside the room, under the tree, two people looked at each other, one frowning, one pulling lips, one smiling, and one distressed.

Who meets whom?Awkward drama.

"Who are you?" she asked.

She really didn't know a beautiful man, subconsciously she felt that he was not easy to mess with, and he seemed to have a bad temper.

Sure enough, Zhu Jun, who seemed to have a big temper, darkened his face: "You really know how to pretend."

Needless to say, the master of this temper is Ye Zaixi.

No coincidence is a book, the relationship between people is so wonderful, just like the subtlety between Ye Zaixi and Ji's family.

"I haven't seen you for two years, so you just forgot about me?" Ye Zaixi was upset, very upset, very upset, if he was upset, he would like to take a bite of his father.

While saying this, Ye Zaixi felt like a cat was acting coquettishly in his heart, no matter how much he scratched, he couldn't scratch the itchy place, which made him very uncomfortable.

The woman continued to frown, her gaze became more intense, and she asked, "Who the hell are you?"

She thought, either she knew her, or she misunderstood her, either she was sick, or the other party was stupid, for some reason, she really wanted to know.

Ye Zaixi's face, which was still full of charm just now, turned blue and was very colorful: "Jiang Xiachu, don't make such jokes with me, I don't like it."

There is a bit of gnashing of teeth, which is a sign that this master is about to get angry.

The coquettish cat in Ye Zaixi's heart suddenly went berserk and kept scratching. It turned from itching to pain, which could no longer be described as unpleasant.

The other party's livid face made the woman feel sad, so she tried her best to be indifferent and asked, "Do you know Xia Chu?"

From the beginning to the present, he called her Xia Chu twice, even if his back was facing her, but now she was facing her face, she thought, she could be sure that the other party had made a foolish mistake.

The woman close at hand looked indifferent and serious, but Ye Zaixi's heart sank, the cat in his heart was dying, he suddenly became very angry, like lighting a fire: "It's not over yet, play with it!" After disappearing and playing with amnesia, who are you?"

The other party was surprised, and looked back in bewilderment: "I don't know you."

Such a bewildered expression undoubtedly fueled the fire in Ye Zaixi's heart.

"What nonsense are you talking about?" With a roar, the camphor tree behind him dropped two leaves.

She remained silent, frowning calmly, feeling that this person was really inexplicable.

The man yelled again, grabbing her hand, Jun's face turned pale: "You're talking." The camphor tree behind him dropped two more leaves.

Say what?nonsense?Forget it anyway.

The woman just frowned, didn't speak, and resisted the man's pulling, and subconsciously distanced herself.

It is a gesture of repulsion, a gesture towards strangers.

The fire in Ye Zaixi's heart was extinguished, and a pile of ashes burned, blocking the internal organs.

This woman, this woman...she has changed, in her bones.

Suddenly Ye Zaixi thought, she must have made a mistake.

But the way he frowns, the way he purses his lips, and the way he distances himself from the person is exactly the person's usual posture.

It's her, it's not her...

Ye Zaixi's voice trembled a little: "This time, let me ask you."

He looked into her quiet and indifferent eyes: "Who are you?"

Jiang Xiachu... Ye Zaixi blocked these three words in his throat, unable to speak, waiting for her to say.

It's just that she was silent and didn't say anything.He didn't say that she was Jiang Xiachu, pursed his lips and frowned, but just took a step back.

When panicked and frightened, that person has this action.This is Jiang Xiachu's habit.

She is her...

Ye Zaixi suddenly chuckled, with endless bitterness spreading: "In two years, he has changed your face beyond recognition."

This woman, this woman... He wanted to scold.

That man, that man...he wanted to beat him up.

She couldn't understand her words, her brows were frowned, and her lips were all white.

Why did this man make her feel heartbroken, and after the pain, she felt empty, feeling like she had lost something.

What is missing?
"Ah."

Today, it's bloody, it's fucking stupid!

"Zuocheng, Zuocheng, what a good way."

(End of this chapter)