Yan Gou

Jiang Bailu was stunned.

Cengo, however, mistook the other party for his intentions to be exposed, and was even more furious, his chest rose and fell violently while breathing, and finally he closed his eyelids slightly, turned around and returned to the sofa to sit down.But the heart seemed to sink endlessly into the bottom of the sea, and an unprecedented sense of powerlessness flooded over the sky.

The faint red color in the man's pupils suddenly disappeared, as if the last second he pressed against the wall for questioning was Jiang Bailu's illusion, Cengo threw the photo in his pocket on the coffee table, "Here is the photo. "

After speaking, he paused slightly.It seems to be trying to calm the emotions in the tone, and it is also like the prelude to whitewash the peace before the hurricane on a thunderstorm night.

Jiang Bailu took two steps towards the coffee table.

Cengo suddenly raised his eyelids, his eyes nailed him in place like a sharp sword cutting iron like mud, and his voice seemed to be wrapped in ice, "Take the photo and get out of here."

Jiang Bailu's beautiful pupils suddenly narrowed slightly, but he stared straight at him without any movement.

Cengo seemed impatient to the extreme, as if he had lost the patience to spend time with him meaninglessly, he stood up with a cold and sharp aura, and walked towards the entrance without looking back.

Jiang Bailu finally frowned tightly, and called out to the man's back in an unstable tone: "Cenge."

Cengo hooked the car keys on the top of the shoe cabinet without heeding it, and held the doorknob of the door with his palm.

Jiang Bailu's mind went blank. For a moment, his eyes couldn't even catch any focus, but his ears could still clearly hear his suddenly raised voice: "Chris, you fucking stop!"

Cengo's hand that pushed the door subconsciously paused for a second.However, just this second is enough for him to put the English that Jiang Bailu spit out in a hurry into the information processing center in his brain——

He understood the meaning of Jiang Bailu's words, and also recognized Jiang Bailu's unfamiliar address to him.

In many cases, it takes a long time to pave the way for a hard heart.And often, it only takes a moment to soften the heart.

At the moment when Jiang Bailu's voice fell into his ears, Cengo clearly heard something in his heart cracking like breaking ice.He was all irritated and exasperated to realize that his heart had softened.

Cengo turned around expressionlessly, but when his gaze swept over Jiang Bailu's slightly reddened eyes, he obviously stopped.All the words that slipped to his lips with the intention of retorting in the next second disappeared, and Cengo clenched his jaw with great restraint, subconsciously maintaining his indifference.

Jiang Bailu was caught off guard by his sudden turning around. He blinked for a while, and finally, as if he had recovered, he quickly raised his hand to wipe the corners of his eyes.

In the next second, his face returned to normal, but his voice was still hoarse when he spoke: "You are right, I really do not forget my ex-boyfriend. You are also right, I sometimes look at you , but my ex-boyfriend is indeed on my mind."

Cengo stared at him with anger in his eyes, and the temperature on his face dropped below zero again.

"But..." Jiang Bailu murmured softly.

"However," he raised his face with blazing eyes, and he seemed to be blunt and complained, "my damn ex-boyfriend, his father is Chinese, and his mother is American. He is a Chinese-American mixed race." , his pupil color is beautiful amber, but his hair color is black like mine."

"His father had a great family and business in China, and his mother was a mediocre violinist in the United States before her death, so he likes to listen to violin music, and always laughs at me for being too vulgar to listen to pop songs."

"The tattoo on his back is a blue sea whale. I picked the pattern. He used to despise sea whales as being too girly, but he gave me that sea whale as a birthday present on my birthday."

"His mother left him a ring before she died to give to his future girlfriend, and he gave it to me."

"He knew I wasn't going to fight because he'd fought me once. I've only told him one person exactly why I got my nickname. I gave him a silver watch on his birthday, and I I gave him a dark brown couple sweater."

"He likes to eat Western food, not Chinese food. Before he fell in love with me, he always firmly believed that he was a straight man."

Jiang Bailu paused for the last second, and there seemed to be ripples in his pupils, as if he was sighing or sad, "The day he left was March No. 13 two years ago."

Cengo looked at him blankly.

Until this moment, the lead wire buried in the man's body was finally completely pulled out.Jiang Bailu tightly grasped the end of the thread, and counted the many past events tied to the thread one by one.

From this segment of the line to the other end of the line.

Many memories of the past emerged in the man's mind.There was no doubt about him in the experience at that time, but now when I look back, I gradually realize it.

For example, when Jiang Bailu saw him for the first time, he was more surprised than ordinary people.

For example, Jiang Bailu's kiss with the warmth of his lips left on the tattoo on his back like a light kite.

For example, Jiang Bailu's lingering expression when he looked at his watch on the bedside.

For example, Jiang Bailu was worried about being cautious when he saw the lock screen photos of his mobile phone.

For example, when Jiang Bailu handed him the photos in his wallet in the bathroom, he showed nervousness and the expectation hidden behind the nervousness.

for example--

For example, Jiang Bailu lay under him and looked at his face, but what he murmured was his ex-boyfriend's name.

There's never been a lookalike, there's never been an ex-boyfriend.

Photos can be faked, names can be changed, memories can be lost, and feelings can be created, but the clues left by one person in another's world will never disappear.

He almost lost his mind and walked forward, stretched out his hand and staggered Jiang Bailu——

Then he clasped the back of his head and pressed him into his arms.

The man lowered his eyes and said in a deep voice, "You can tell me."

Jiang Bailu followed the opponent's strength and buried his face in his neck, muttering in a daze: "I want to tell you. It's just that I have been looking for you in the United States for two years, but I finally saw you in China. You not only You changed your name and surname, and you have no memory at all. I don’t even know whether your disappearance was caused by accident, or whether your father deliberately made it a hindrance.”

"If it's the latter," he said with deliberation, "if I approach you rashly, your father will definitely not sit idly by."

Cengo frowned and pursed his lips, the hand around his waist tightened a bit.After a while, he curled his lips into a smile as if he had recovered, "All your unrestrained behaviors later told me that you are not afraid of my father at all."

Jiang Bailu: "..."

He struggled to raise his face, stared at Cengo for a while, and laughed without warning, "That's because, later on, I found out that the Cen family is no longer your father. It's obvious. Yes—" He leaned closer to kiss the man, and then continued the second half of the sentence unhurriedly, "I have always been unscrupulous in front of you."

"But it's not that I didn't think about saying it later. It's just that I found that you firmly believe in the fact that you are a Peking University student. Even," he narrowed his eyes slightly, "you have a good relationship with the teachers of Peking University. I guess your father gave you a brand new memory, and even found that Teacher Xu to lie to you."

Jiang Bailu rested his chin on his shoulder, "My biological father told you that you went to university in China. But a stranger with unknown background told you that you went to university in the United States. Which one would you believe? ?”

"But let me tell you first, I didn't mean to provoke the relationship between you and your father." He muttered and added, but when he raised his head, he met Cengo's half-smile eyes.Jiang Bailu was puzzled, and blinked slightly, "Is my guess right?"

Cen Ge raised his eyebrows in a good mood, "The analysis is well-founded. He looks honest and honest on weekdays, but there are many twists and turns in his mind."

"However, there is one thing you said wrong." The man lowered his head, his amber pupils showed a bright sense of humor, "It's not that my father hired Teacher Xu to lie to me, but that I asked Teacher Xu to lie to others. People. I need a real past to cover up the fact that I have lost my memory for four full years from other people who are eyeing the Cen family and have other plans."

Cengo put away the smile in his eyes, and returned to his deep eyes.He turned his face slightly, put his lips against Jiang Bailu's slightly cool earlobe, hesitated for a second, and said with a frown, "I was in a car accident."

"It was on March No. 13 you mentioned two years ago." He revealed lightly, "My father was not in good health at the time, and sent someone to the United States to look for me, hoping that I would go back and take over Cen's. The car accident happened in On the way to the airport, I woke up two days later in the hospital. In addition to losing four years of memory and the last twenty years of my name, I found that the watch I was wearing was also smashed. I will be in a car accident The clothes I wore and the watch I wore from time to time remained, and I thought at the time that this was probably the only evidence that could remind me of a lost memory.”

"It's just," Cengo frowned, "when I moved out from Cen's house, I left the old pair of pants in the utility room, but brought the sweater and watch. I don't know why."

"Now I know." The man clicked his tongue lowly, but after a long time, he remembered the old photo that he didn't recognize, showing a look of surprise and disgust, "I used to...was I really that poor? "