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"En." Replied softly, Shen Qianqing looked up at the night sky outside, couldn't help but smile on his face, and asked slowly, "What's the matter?"

"I can't find you if I have nothing to do?" The two seem to have returned to the previous dialogue mode in the movie theater.

But Shen Qianqing has a lot of time this time, and she doesn't have any impatience. She feels that as long as she and He Yifan don't meet, there will be no tense situation, so now, she enjoys chatting with him very much , very relieved, she said: "Yes, as long as I have time, you can find me."

"Oh?" He Yifan raised his voice and said, "Then if I want you to come out now, will you come out?"

Shen Qianqing shook her head silently, and then said, "No. What I mean by looking for me is that you can call me when I'm free."

"Why can't you come out?" He Yifan asked following the previous question.

"Because..." Shen Qianqing withdrew her gaze, lowered her head, and said in a low voice, "Because as soon as we meet, I can't help but hate you."

"What?" He Yifan didn't hear clearly and asked again.

"It's nothing." It would be better if I didn't hear it. In fact, I want him to hear it more. I really want him to ask why. She also really wants to chat with him during this time. Mood changes.But she held back, she swallowed all the words she wanted to say suddenly, and Shen Qianqing desperately suppressed the tenderness that came up because of him.She said, "He Yifan."

"Huh?" He Yifan is also in a good mood now, and has time to chat and speak slowly with Shen Qianqing.

"You..." Shen Qianqing paused and said, "I think you've become so strange. Do you want to know what you were like before?"

He Yifan said: "I don't really think about it. I think I must not be able to accept the old me. So, let's not talk about it."

Shen Qianqing's mood sank little by little.It turned out that he didn't want to. If he really wanted to know what he was like before, then he would definitely try his best to restore his memory, instead of being hot and cold towards her now.

"I don't want to know," Shen Qianqing said leisurely, "Then I won't say anything."

He Yifan didn't answer Shen Qianqing's words. The two of them were separated by the phone, space, and thousands of families in this city. They were silent. There was only calm breathing between them, listening to each other's breathing, It was as if the two of them were close at hand.

"He Yifan." Shen Qianqing called him again.

"Huh?" He Yifan responded simply.

"I wish you happiness." Shen Qianqing said seriously.

"Thank you, I have always been...very happy." There was a pause in He Yifan's sentence, how could he actually be happy?A person who has no memory relies on groping, relying on the mind he was born with, almost without emotion, so how can he be happy?Ever since he met Shen Qianqing, he began to think about her all the time, so he tried every means to find her, put her by his side, and then locked her firmly in his territory step by step.Although he doesn't promise to give her love, at least she is by his side, that's good.

But all of this, he would not tell her, it was his own insistence.