Dressed as the vicious ex-wife of a villain

There are many couples holding hands on the street on weekends.

Every couple talks and laughs, and their gestures are naturally sweet.

Shiyang was stunned for a moment when Gu Ci held her hand.

Then she looked at the back of the young man's head in front of her, felt her left hand being held in his palm, and followed the flow of people around her across the entire road.

The red light came on just after the two stood still.

Gu Ci found the direction to the restaurant. There was no danger of crossing the road now, so after a few seconds, he silently let go of the girl's right hand.

But the next moment, the girl's palm, as warm as a small stove, squeezed his hand.

Gu Ci was stunned for a moment.

When Shi Yang realized that Gu Ci was about to let go, he took the initiative to hold on to his hand. She didn't know how nervous she was in her heart, but she still looked calm on the surface, and looked in the direction together: "How to go."

……

Gu Ci sent Shiyang downstairs to her house tonight.

Shiyang waved and said goodbye to Gu Ci. When he got home, he found that the corners of his lips were still curled up.

Shi Yang looked in the mirror at the door. Shi Yan was wearing home clothes and lazily passing by with a Coke in his hand.

He glanced at Shiyang at the door: "Are you having dinner with someone again?"

Shiyang was startled when he heard the sound, turned around quickly and saw Shi Lap with a scrutinizing look.

She said "um".

Shi Yan frowned: "With whom?"

If it were before, Shiyang would definitely roll his eyes and reply, "I want you to take care of it." But this time, probably because of a guilty conscience, Shiyang's attitude was pretty good: "Colleague."

"You don't know me either."

After Shiyang finished speaking, he went back to his room.

Shi Yan looked at Shi Yang, who was like a little hamster, and suddenly felt thoughtful.

……

Tonight is another night full of inspiration.

Shiyang lay on the quilt and wrote furiously, recording the scene of two people holding hands bit by bit today.

Then Shiyang looked at the two people holding hands in the painting, and leaned directly on the bed holding the tablet, and couldn't help but push the bed with her feet.

Shiyang writhed on the bed alone for a while, and finally calmed down, looking up at the ceiling above his head.

I wonder if I'm a little too reserved.

It was obvious that he just wanted to chase her, so why did she hold hands with her?

Although he took the initiative to hold her, she was the one holding on to him while crossing the road.

Thinking of this, Shi Yang punched the mattress again, wanting to spit on himself, but found that he couldn't.

Because holding hands with Gu Ci feels really good.

Although the young man's palm was thin but large, with the warmth of his body temperature, when it wrapped her palm, she felt full of security.

It feels so good that I don't even want to let go.

Shiyang bit her lower lip, recalling the feeling of holding hands with Gu Ci, and not long after, she found that she seemed to start thinking about other things than holding hands.

Thinking of how soft Gu Ci's lips were, how warm Gu Ci's embrace was, and how sweet it felt when they rubbed their ears together, as if they owned the whole world.

Shi Yang was immersed in the pink bubble atmosphere for a while, until after a while, he suddenly opened his eyes.

That feeling is especially present in my mind.

Because Shiyang found that it was not so much a fantasy out of thin air, but more like she had really experienced it before, and now it was just a memory.

She had obviously never kissed anyone before, so why did she remember how soft Gu Ci's lips were? Why did she remember to bite Gu Ci's lower lip lightly when she felt she was lacking oxygen, and then he would give her a break? gas.

Shiyang was a little confused by the experiences and memories that seemed to come out of thin air.

She stretched out her hand to touch her lips, and began to lose herself in searching thoughts while facing the endless night.

……

In the company, Shiyang has already submitted the manuscript because he has been very good at creating recently. He has been doing nothing during the past two days at work.

Shiyang lingered at his workstation for a long time, then saw the right moment and slid the chair over to Beibei.

Shiyang originally thought Beibei was working, but when he got closer, he found that she was quietly watching a silent TV series with her mobile phone on her lap.

"Ouch." Beibei thought it was the supervisor who was so frightened that he hurriedly hid his cell phone. It wasn't until he found out that the person coming over was Shi Yang that he felt relieved and whispered: "You scared me to death!"

Shiyang smiled and put his hand on Beibei's shoulder: "I feel relieved when I see you are also fishing."

Beibei: "..."

"Why?" she asked.

Shiyang faced Beibei and asked thoughtfully: "Do you think it is possible for a person to suddenly lose a certain memory, but no one else knows about that memory, including herself."

Beibei: "Huh?"

"What?" She was confused, "Have you lost your memory?"

Shiyang thought about it seriously: "Absolutely."

"Even if you don't know that I have lost my memory, I don't know that I have lost my memory. Everyone doesn't know that I have lost my memory, but I have indeed lost my memory."

Beibei: "???"

She reacted for a while before she could process what Shiyang had just said, then swallowed and looked at Shiyang who was speaking seriously: "Did you draw too many avatars and get yourself involved?"

Beibei didn't expect that Shiyang could answer such a whimsical thing like amnesia in a serious manner, and then casually picked up a pen and used it as a microphone and stretched it out in front of Shiyang for an interview, "Then I would like to ask Miss Shiyang, who are you?" Why do you suddenly feel that you may have lost your memory?"

"Excuse me, are you dissatisfied with the memory of your life that went smoothly in the past 20 years, and if nothing unexpected happens, the road will be smooth in the future? Are you dissatisfied with it, and do you need to use amnesia to fill it up?"

Shiyang faced the "microphone" being interviewed by Beibei in front of him: "..."

She knew it was the result.

But I don't blame Beibei, even when Shiyang said that just now, she didn't feel confident that she was talking nonsense.

How could she have any amnesia? She was obviously fine for the past 20 years. The only thing she wanted to remember but couldn't remember was a dream she had in the ICU.But no matter what, it is just a dream. If you forget it, forget it.

"Forget it." Shiyang turned the chair back to his work station.

She looked at the moonlight on her computer desktop, and her mind automatically converted the two-dimensional moonlight into the three-dimensional Gu Ci.

Then I thought maybe I was overthinking it.

Even though the feeling was very realistic, once I held Gu Ci's hand, I could immediately think of kissing him. This was not typical of people who would think of white arms when they saw short sleeves. It was disgusting.

Shiyang stared at the computer in a daze. Beibei looked at Shiyang who was lost in thought and slid the chair over.

Beibei then looked at the moonlight on Shiyang's computer screen, then put her chin on Shiyang's shoulder and smiled mysteriously in her ear: "We're in love."

"Except for a woman in love, I can't find any reason for a person to be so thoughtless."

"So which lucky person can capture the heart of our beautiful and wealthy Miss Shiyang?"

Shiyang's face suddenly heated up due to Beibei's teasing.

She moved her shoulders to shake Beibei's chin off, and said with a blushing face, "No."

"No talk."

"Oh~" Beibei deliberately made his voice longer after hearing Shiyang's denial, "We're still in the ambiguous stage, right."

Then she looked at Shiyang, whose face was full of lust, and became even more curious: "Does your brother know?"