Is Queen of the Movies open today?

On the university campus, there is a crowd of people, the students coming and going are in a hurry, and the atmosphere is noisy and harmonious.

An Audi A8L was parked in the parking area. Although it tried its best to keep a low profile, it still attracted the attention of many people.

Chen Xing glanced unnaturally at his own president who was sitting in the back seat with an indifferent face in the rearview mirror.

Well, this is a pretty low-key car that can be driven in the garage of their president's house, and he really tried his best.

Look at their president's dressed in a low-key manner as much as possible. The neat coat, black trousers and white lining obviously don't want to attract attention.

When the students were almost gone, the lecture was sure to start soon, and the two got out of the car and walked quickly to the lecture hall.

The large public classroom that can accommodate hundreds of people has already filled a lot of people. Chen Xing contacted his cousin from the university to help him occupy a seat, so he has a good position with a good view when he goes there.

The cousin is not from the Department of Psychology, so after handing over the seat to them, he ran out to date his girlfriend.

Jiang Feng stopped wearing a mask, sat on the edge of the corridor, and kept silent. Even so, he still attracted a lot of attention.

The girls in the back seat even started whispering about the brand and type of perfume he was wearing, as well as which custom made that seemingly ordinary coat.

Noisy and noisy around, as if a string of firecrackers had been set in Jiang Fengting's ears.

Finally, the experts who gave the lectures arrived, and the whole lecture hall slowly quieted down, and everyone's attention was gradually shifted to the experts.

The expert is of mixed race. He lived in China for a long time when he was a child, so there is basically no pressure in Chinese. He can use daily conversations or some professional vocabulary freely.

The duration of the lecture was set at one hour, and the content was professional and boring, but after the expert's vivid description, it turned out to be fascinating.

"As we all know, human memory is divided into two parts, one is emotional memory, and the other is episodic memory. Today we mainly study episodic memory. The hippocampus is a part that is familiar to all of us. It is used for episodic memory. Injury, it may cause damage to our memory..."

The short one hour ended, the lecture ended, the students left the classroom one after another, Jiang Feng sat on the seat, staring at the expert on the podium, the expert looked up to meet his gaze, smiled lightly, lowered his head and continued to pack the materials .

The public classrooms were all gone one after another, and the expert was still cleaning up. Chen Xing felt that the atmosphere between the two was a bit strange, and before he could react, the expert stepped off the podium and came over.

"Hi, Mr. Jiang."

"Hi."

Chen Xing was stunned for a moment. He didn't expect that the two people, who were almost 20 years apart in age, knew each other well.

Ten minutes later, they sat down in the school's staff cafe.

It was the time for class in the morning, and there were very few people in the coffee shop. Three people were sitting, and the atmosphere was a bit delicate.

Jiang Feng stopped and handed it to Chen Xing with a faint look. After he realized it, he hurriedly took out a document and handed it to the expert.

"Here are the patient's detailed information and medical records, please take a look."

The information was exhaustive, and the brain CT and cerebral angiography examinations that had been carefully checked, as well as various examinations, large and small, were done. The expert frowned slightly as he looked at the films and checklists.

"Brainwashed?"

This kind of intervention is extremely harmful to the brain. Even if the subsequent life is the same as that of a normal person, the damage suffered is permanent.

"In this case, if you want to forcibly restore the memory, it is equivalent to causing secondary damage to the brain. It is recommended to proceed step by step. Let the patient slowly come into contact with the previous food, and when her familiarity gradually accumulates, she may be able to recall some of the past. The first stage, but if you want to recover completely, it is unlikely."

"If possible, I still hope that Mr. Jiang can bring her to my clinic so that I can make a more accurate diagnosis and prescribe the right medicine."

Several people sat in the coffee shop for a long time, until the expert was called away by the school's leader, Jiang Fengting was still sitting at the table, his brows were slightly frowned, and he looked intently at the information on the table.

Chen Xing sat at the side drinking coffee a little at a loss.

He did also think that Ms. Xia's situation might be a little serious, after all, that bastard Jiang Fengchi forcibly cleared all the past from his mind, but he didn't expect the situation to be much more complicated than he imagined.

Now even recovering his memory is so difficult, he feels sorry, and the CEO must be extremely disappointed.

He has watched the scene of losing his memory countless times in TV dramas, and he never thought about how tortured it would be to be forgotten when it really happened to the people around him.

You still remember all the past bits and pieces, but she has already pressed the delete button. This feeling of failure is no less than falling off a cliff.

Chen Xing was in a daze, but Jiang Fengting had already stood up, and the two left the coffee shop one after the other. The university campus was huge, and they stepped on the asphalt road step by step. The noon sun was a bit warm, shining on the dark ground , the reflected heat makes the hot person sweat.

Before you know it, spring has already arrived.

Wearing a thick coat at the moment already feels a little hot.

The university campus is huge, and it took nearly 10 minutes to walk from the coffee shop to the place where they parked. The two of them walked on each side, but they both had similar things in their hearts.

The exchanges attracted the attention of many girls. Chen Xing felt that he did not have that charm, and their eyes were all attracted by Jiang Fengting.

A person's temperament is so magical, obviously he is wearing a mask, only showing two eyes, or a single eyelid, and a black coat wraps most of his body, nothing can be seen, but he still attracts people's attention frequently.

Chen Xing deliberately ran to the front and looked back, only to realize that the president's single eyelids are also more beautiful than his conspicuous double eyelids.

Mind broke.

After finally walking to the parking area, Chen Xing keenly noticed that a piece of paint had been rubbed off in front of their car.

Oh my god, who is this hit and run? !
"President, don't worry, I'll contact the school monitoring room right away, I have to find this scam..."

Chen Xing reached out to put his phone in his pocket, but was interrupted by Jiang Fengting.

"No need." He reached out to remove the post-it note pasted on the rearview mirror, "He left his contact information."

Chen Xing took the note paper, with a line of small and clear characters on it.

"I'm really sorry for rubbing against your car. I have something urgent and can't wait for your return. Leave my contact information. You must contact me to allocate the repair fee to you!!!"

Seeing the other party's sincere attitude, and drawing a few more exclamation marks later to show his attitude, Chen Xing's anger was also relieved a little.

"Then contact her after the car is repaired."

"No need." Jiang Feng stopped and walked to the side of the car, opened the door and got in the car, "Trouble."

The president Jinkou Yuyan said, that kid is cheap, Chen Xing threw the note paper into the trash can next to him, got in the car and started the car, the note paper was picked up by the wind, swayed out of the trash can, and landed on the ground next to it. superior.

After a few days, Xia Xi had almost gotten used to her previous job, and her mood gradually became brighter. After discussing it, she decided to go to the clinic to see if there was any possibility of recovering her memory.

Early in the morning, following the first traffic flow of the commuters, the two were stuck on the way to the clinic.

"We came out too early." Xia Xi leaned on the co-pilot and looked out the window bored.

Eight or nine o'clock in the morning is the most vigorous time of the day, and the faces of the people who come and go are still a little sleepy, as if they had to be pulled up from the bed.

In the clinic, the experts had been waiting for a while, and the two arrived late.

Jiang Fengting was left waiting in the reception area outside the clinic. The assistant poured him a cup of coffee, and the steam wafted up. The whole reception room was filled with the aroma of coffee. Jiang Fengting leaned on the sofa with his legs crossed, seemingly carelessly He tapped the back of his hand lightly with his fingertips, but his heart was actually extremely anxious.

In the clinic, the expert chatted with Xia Xi in full swing.

"Miss Xia, you are very beautiful. Among the Chinese girls I have ever seen, you are the most beautiful." The open and gentlemanly expert was not stingy with compliments. The word "most" made Xia Xi feel a little guilty.

"You're absurd." Xia Xi smiled humbly. If she accepted such a compliment, she would feel flustered.

"Will you open your heart to me? Let me see everything in your heart?"

"willing."

In the reception room, the coffee in front of Jiang Fengting was completely cold. Seeing that he was a little nervous, his assistant sat down beside him.

"What's the relationship between Mr. Jiang and that lady? It can be seen that you are very nervous about her."

"Husband and wife relationship." He didn't even pause for a moment, and answered calmly and firmly. The assistant looked embarrassed, but still smiled calmly, with a bit of charm.

"I didn't expect that Mr. Jiang looked cold, but he fell into the grave of marriage so early. For such an excellent person as Mr. Jiang, there must be many girls who like you. Even if you are married, your wife is also beautiful. , but different types, you have to try it anyway." The sexy and enchanting heroine hinted that she had lost her footing, and the two focused faces in the consulting room did not know that there was a seductive scene in the reception area.

She couldn't help but turned sideways in the direction of Jiang Fengting, revealing her better figure curve, stretched out her hand and slightly brushed her hair, if there was a faint scent slowly permeating the air, Jiang Fengting's indiscernible wrinkles frowned.

"You're right." He seemed to be nodding in agreement, and emphasized with a serious face, "But I don't like upside-down ones very much. On the contrary, my wife has all the types I like."

He got up, swept away the strange scent left on his shoulders, stood still by the window, the assistant on the sofa behind him looked ugly, got up and left the reception area angrily.

After waiting in the reception area for a while, Xia Xi came out of the consulting room. Seeing that her face was a little relaxed and not too sad, Jiang Fengting was slightly relieved.

At this moment, he felt for a moment that it didn't matter whether the memory was recovered or not, as long as she could live the rest of her life safely and happily, whether she could remember or not was not that important.

What he wants most is nothing more than these.

"Miss Xia is very cooperative. It is recommended to return to the clinic every other week for in-depth treatment, which will be of great help to memory recovery."

The two bid farewell and left. Xia Xi looked back and found that the doctor's beautiful assistant was looking at her with a somewhat unkind gaze.

She frowned slightly, her hand was held by Jiang Fengting, he pushed open the door, and pulled her to bathe in the sun, her whole body was taken care of by the sun, and her body was also warm.

Life seems to get better at a certain moment.