I don't deserve your love

after an hour.

Zhuo Jian came out of the hotel with Zhong Mai and Zhang Mingmei.

Zhang Mingmei puffed her stomach, looked at the car diagonally opposite them, and asked, "Hey, Ah Jian, that seems to be your car?"

Zhuo Jian followed her gaze, and the car parked diagonally across opened the door from the inside.

The person who stepped out from the driver's seat was wearing a black T-shirt and looked towards them in a blink of an eye.

"It's really your husband. I didn't expect that amnesia couldn't stop him from loving you."

Zhong Mai couldn't help joking.

Zhuo Jian couldn't see clearly, but she knew that it was indeed him.

Why did he come here?

Didn't you tell him not to wait for her?

Immediately, Zhang Mingmei and Zhong Mai's car was driven in front of them. Zhang Mingmei touched her belly and said to her, "I have to go home to give you an injection for Brother Su Bai. You should go back early, Mr. Zhong? See you next time." myself."

"bye."

Zhong Mai and Zhuo Jian say goodbye to her.

Zhang Mingmin's car was quickly driven away, and Zhong Mai also got into the car. Before leaving, he hugged the car door and said to her, "Treat him well."

Zhuo Jian smiled and waved goodbye.

later.

Zhuo Jian got into his car and asked, "How did you find it?"

"I'm afraid you have forgotten that there is something called navigation in this world."

Fu Yanye reminded.

Zhuo Jian didn't speak, but fastened her seat belt and waited for him to drive her home.

Fu Yanye glanced at her before driving. She seemed to be in a good mood after seeing her friend, so he drove away.

"Are the boys asleep?"

Zhuo Jian asked.

"Ah."

Fu Yanye agreed, he was already familiar with the road he had only traveled once after losing his memory, but he still drove carefully.

"Will you drive when you get in the car after you lose your memory?"

Seeing that he was reticent and that he was driving steadily, Zhuo Jian asked curiously.

"Fumbled for a few minutes."

Fu Yanye returned to her.

Zhuo Jian listened and nodded.

After all, he has a quick mind since he was a child.

"I heard we have a house near here."

Fu Yanye asked.

Zhuo Jian nodded: "Yes."

"Go and see?"

Fu Yanye asked her.

"it is good."

Zhuo Jian agreed with a good temper.

"Where to go?"

Fu Yanye asked her.

Then Zhuo Jianjian instructed him to drive in the direction of Shengyuan.

In the elevator, the two of them didn't speak, and the atmosphere became a little weird.

Zhuo Jian pursed her lower lip, and was relieved when she saw the elevator reached the top floor.

She went out as soon as the elevator opened.

Fu Yanye followed behind her, Zhuo Jian stepped aside after reaching the door, "You come."

Fu Yanye didn't speak, Zhuo Jian took his hand, grabbed his thumb, and pressed it lightly.

The door opened.

Fu Yanye looked into the room with dark eyes.

It was deserted inside, and there was no popularity at all.

but……

"Please, this is your own home, you are welcome."

Zhuo Jian said politely.

Fu Yanye felt that what she said was wrong, but he walked in anyway.

It wasn't as deserted inside as he thought.

Especially seeing the photos of the two of them.

There are many photos of them at home, as well as wedding photos.

Fu Yanye's eyes followed the photos all the way. Zhuo Jian stood in front of the stairs and wanted to remind him that there was an elevator, but seeing him looking at the photos, he didn't remind him, but turned and went to the kitchen.

She wants to drink some hot water.

Fu Yanye pushed open the bedroom door.

Gradually, everything inside came into view.

He felt his heart go numb, but his mind went blank.

But some things are undeniable.

They are husband and wife.

She also kissed him, in the picture.

He thought, it must have been a short time since the photo was taken. In the photo, she has short hair, even shorter than now.

There are still two people's clothes in the closet, from the outside to the inside.

But when he turned his head and saw that the door was empty, he went to the bathroom, and then went downstairs again.

Zhuo Jian just came out with hot water and asked him, "Have you finished reading?"

"almost."

Fu Yanye said.

Zhuo Jian didn't speak any more, went to the sofa to sit down, and put the water on the table.

Fu Yanye sat down on the single sofa in front of her, thinking about the two people's toiletries in the bathroom, as well as those private things.

Why is she so cold now?

"you……"

"The dean called me in the afternoon. There is a special drug in your body, I think, or she injected it into you when you were in a coma."

"..."

Fu Yanye looked at her suspiciously.

Zhuo Jian pondered helplessly, looking at him, "Don't you want to know how you lost your memory?"

"You told me just now."

Fu Yanye said.

He originally wanted to ask her about the test results first, but when he saw her later, he forgot.

Fu Yanye wondered why she made him forget something that he thought was more important.

Zhuo Jian's light eyes looked straight at him without any avoidance or reserve.

Fu Yanye also looked at her.

"Although I know that you have been injected with drugs, it is not yet unsolvable."

"..."

"But don't get too depressed, it will get better."

Zhuo Jian continued without waiting for him to speak.

Fu Yanye looked at her, "Yes."

Suddenly, not knowing what to ask first.

She seemed to have his affairs in order, but she wasn't close.

"Are we staying here tonight?"

Zhuo Jian looked around, then looked at him again and asked his opinion.

"can."

Fu Yanye agreed.

"Then I'll sleep in the master bedroom and you in the guest room."

"..."

After she finished speaking, she got up and planned to carry the water back to the bedroom.

"Zhuo Jian, you seem to be angry with me."

Fu Yanye suddenly stopped her.

Zhuo Jianjian didn't take the steps he took, but looked down at him and smiled slightly: "Yes."

Fu Yanye looked up at her.

She admitted it too readily.

"Is there any misunderstanding between us?"

Fu Yanye continued to ask her.

Zhuo Jian sat back again, "There is no misunderstanding between us."

"Then why are you angry?"

"..."

why are you mad?

Zhuo Jian looked at his strange and questioning eyes, shrugged helplessly, and scratched her hair, "I'm going to get a haircut tomorrow."

"Ok?"

Fu Yanye frowned.

"It's fine, it's fine."

Zhuo Jian laughed, and continued to scratch her hair.

If it was before, he would definitely be unhappy if she wanted a haircut.

But now, instead of being unhappy, he didn't even feel it.

Well, he forgot.

After thinking about it, Zhuo Jian couldn't help but smiled bitterly and said, "I really want to take it easy for the two of us one day."

"Change what?"

"Amnesia, let me forget you completely, so that you can't attack when you are angry."

"..."

Fu Yanye looked at her, speechless for a while.

"Stop talking, let's rest early."

Seeing that he was also speechless, Zhuo Jian got up and really left this time.

"Where do I sleep?"

"Don't you like sleeping on the sofa the most?"

Zhuo Jian reminded him.

"I like sleeping on the sofa?"

Fu Yanye didn't realize it.

"That's right, you slept on the sofa when we got married, and you slept on the sofa when you were abroad with Lin Ruxiang, and when you come back, you still like to sleep on the sofa as a matter of course."