I don't deserve your love

"Heal you?"

Fu Yanye stared at her after turning on the fire to boil the water.

"never mind."

Zhuo Jian suddenly felt unable to explain to him.

How can he forget everything?

She turned around and raised her hand to touch her hot forehead.

She felt that she was not sober now, she put one hand on her waist, and walked out while touching her forehead with the other.

She didn't know whether to cry or laugh, and her disturbed emotions could not be restrained.

"I hurt you?"

Behind his back, he asked her suddenly.

Zhuo Jian smiled wryly, and then turned to look at him, "I'm pitiful, but I'm good at making money. If we divorce, can you not let me take care of the child like your sister said?"

That's probably all they can do, she thought.

He remembered too much before, and he was unwilling to divorce.

What about now?

Not a single iota of their married life was in his mind.

Is he willing to pity her, give her alms, let her at least have the right to be a lover when she is not loved.

Fu Yanye looked at her: "Why did you suddenly mention divorce?"

"Why? Why do you always have so many why? You have lost your memory and your brain is not broken. Can't you check it yourself? My heart is already broken, please don't ask me why."

She couldn't help but get angry, yelled at him, then turned around and strode out.

It's been six years since they got married.

What did she get?

Selective amnesia?

what.

It was only when Zhuo Jian went out that she realized that it was very cold, so she went downstairs to Wang Rui and the others.

When the three saw her, they quickly served tea and water. Zhuo Jian held a cup of hot tea on the sofa and muttered angrily: "You don't need to speak for me in front of him, you don't need it."

Yuan Man and the others looked at each other, and Yuan Man said, "Boss, he just lost his memory temporarily, and he will remember soon."

"It doesn't matter, it doesn't matter anymore."

Zhuo Jian tilted her face, not knowing why her chest was so angry.

She asked herself, as for this?

When I first knew that he had forgotten me, I could clearly pretend to be calm, why can't I now?

Wang Rui didn't know what to say, so he quietly sent a message to Fu Yanye, "Madam is downstairs."

Fu Yanye was still in the kitchen, and when he heard his cell phone ringing, he glanced at it and sighed too.

Lost six years of memory, all about her, he couldn't figure out why.

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In the evening, the old lady called her personally and asked her to go back to the old house for dinner. Zhuo Jian changed into clean clothes and went to the old house.

But as soon as she went out, she saw his car parked beside her. She remembered what Yuan Man said, this might be the opportunity for her to get her child back, so she lowered her head and got into his car.

On the way back to the old house, neither of them spoke. She wore a white woolen hat, which made her look even more immature.

Fu Yanye occasionally looked at her in the rearview mirror, and then continued to drive without saying a word.

When they arrived at the old house, the lights inside were bright, singing and laughing until the two of them entered.

"Mom, Dad."

Xiao Chengcheng, who was singing, saw Zhuo Jian and Fu Yanye, and immediately ran over, hugged Zhuo Jian's thigh happily and shouted.

Zhuo Jian bent down and wanted to hug him, but found that she couldn't, felt a sense of loss unconsciously, then squatted in front of him and touched his head, "Just now we were singing in Chengcheng, what were we singing about?"

"In the world, only, mother is good."

Cheng Cheng looked at her, whispered and shyly got into her arms.

Zhuo Jian's heart felt hot, and her eyes were a little dry, but she still smiled touched, and said softly, "Cheng Cheng is awesome, mom loves you."

"Chengcheng also loves mom, and dad."

Cheng Cheng finished speaking tenderly in her arms, then looked up at the man standing beside her.

Long time no see, Cheng Cheng is a little strange, but I still can't help but want to be close relatives with him.

Fu Yanye slightly raised his hand: "Come here."

Cheng Cheng stayed firmly in Zhuo Jian's arms, and for some reason, she was suddenly a little afraid to go over.

"Fu Chengqian."

Fu Yanye yelled again in a low voice, which was quite warm.

Zhuo Jian touched his shoulder and said softly, "Go."

She could tell that Cheng Cheng wanted to find Fu Yanye.

Sure enough, when she said go, Cheng Cheng immediately ran to Fu Yanye's side again.

Fu Yanye easily picked him up from the ground, and at the moment of being held high, Cheng Cheng smiled happily, but became shy and nervous again after falling into his arms.

Fu Yanye looked at his appearance and felt that this kid was very similar to himself, so he couldn't deny that he was his own kind.

"You two hurry up and sit on the sofa, don't stand there."

The old lady beckoned to Zhuo Jian.

Zhuo Jian smiled politely, walked over and nodded: "Grandma, grandpa, parents, I wish you New Year's greetings."

Unexpectedly, this year's greetings are so late.

However, that probably doesn't matter.

She smiled, but her heart was already riddled with holes.

Wang Yue looked at her, patted her side, and said softly, "Jian Jian, sit down."

Zhuo Jian nodded, and sat down next to her as she said, and looked around, but she didn't see Cheng Li Cheng Qing, so she was a little puzzled.

"What about the twins?"

Fu Yanye sat on the other side holding Cheng Cheng and asked.

"It's upstairs, and my aunt has already carried it down."

The old lady turned back, looking at her grandson and then at her grandson-in-law, tears blurred her eyes unconsciously.

The old man was also quite emotional, but he was in a good mood.

After the dinner was ready, everyone sat down together, but Fu Yanqing hadn't come back yet, the old man said: "Don't wait for that girl, let's start first."

"Yes, let's start first."

The old lady also said.

The children were all taken away, and Zhuo Jian and Fu Yanye sat together for a rare occasion.

In a blink of an eye, Fu Yanye saw that his aunt was about to pour wine for her, so he reminded: "Get some juice for the young lady, she is not in good health."

Zhuo Jian was quite puzzled, and looked at him in the blink of an eye.

Fu Yanye didn't look at her again, but just helped her put a bowl of soup in front of her.

Everyone looked at it and felt surprised.

Although he has lost his memory, he still seems to care about his wife so much?

The old lady couldn't bear it anymore, looked at the couple with tears in her eyes and said, "Our family is finally reunited."

"Yes, it's finally a reunion. Since you and your husband are here today, I'm going to announce a major decision. From now on, our family must reunite once a week, and when it's a holiday, no matter how busy you are, you must make time to come back and spend time with us that night. dinner."

The old man nodded after listening to the old lady's words, and then gave his order.

Wang Yue didn't speak, just looked at the girl sitting opposite.

She didn't say much, since she came into this house, she didn't speak again after she asked her hello.

Wang Yue couldn't help asking her: "Jian Jian, are you feeling unwell?"

Only then did Zhuo Jian raise her eyes, and said with a smile, "No, I was thinking that there was another PR draft that I forgot to write."

Wang Yue: "..."

Fu Yanye turned to look at her: "Do you know how to write public relations drafts?"

"Ah."

Zhuo Jian nodded, knowing that he had completely forgotten, and she could be calm and gentle in front of the elders.

"Then you can handle the gossip about me and that girl today."

Fu Yanye said suddenly.