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Zhou Heng looked at Murong Qing suspiciously, and solemnly held Murong Qing's palm against his beating heart: "I only think about you here, before, now, and in the future."

After speaking, for a long time, the room was quiet.

Zhou Heng looked up at Murong Qing, but Murong Qing didn't speak, his eyes were still so deep that no one could see his emotions.

Zhou Heng's heart skipped a beat suddenly, and the moment he squinted his eyes revealed a hint of danger: "Could it be that Brother Qing likes children..."

"No." Hearing Zhou Heng's answer, Murong Qing frowned and looked away.

Well, he felt that he was a little nervous, this shouldn't be something that Murong Qing would say or do.

Maybe it's the sequelae of the real memory disorder, and suddenly he feels very insecure. Even though he is pushing and blocking Zhou Heng at this moment, in fact, he really wants Zhou Heng to hug him tightly and kiss him.

Especially the body even felt hypocritically cold, this feeling has never been felt before.

Murong Qing turned his face away and stood up: "Go down and have something to eat before we talk."

Murong Qing took the tablet, and after going downstairs, he went straight from the restaurant to the gym, turned on the treadmill, stood up and walked slowly, while browsing the news about him on the tablet.

The day he came back from abroad after filming was March 3th. In the morning, he made a copy of his memory, and had lunch with actor Lei Yan at noon. Then, he came back here around 16:02 in the afternoon, cleaned up, and fell asleep at about 30:[-]. .

And today is April 17th, which lasted for a month.

Even though he hasn't shown his face recently, he is a movie star after all. Whether it is expected or not, the news about him is still uninterrupted every day. Although it is not like before, he is always popular...

No, in addition to the airport photo on the day he just returned to China and the movie after that, he was also on the trending search at the end of March. The main content of the trending search came from a screenshot of WeChat Moments.

The theme is: What kind of fairy couple is this?

Then there are three photos of him and Zhou Heng.

Zhou Heng and he were wearing couple outfits. Not only were the styles exactly the same, but the colors also echoed each other.

Without exception, the photos were all of Zhou Heng's arms around his waist, but one of them happened to capture his side face, which is why it was so popular.

Although he is wearing a mask and peaked cap, the angle of this photo is also very tricky, and he can be recognized at a glance. His only exposed high nose bridge and his unique hooked tail and phoenix eyes are well taken. Either they have photography skills, or they are short and can capture pictures.

Judging from the photo, he is facing Zhou Heng sideways, with his head slightly raised, looking at Zhou Heng with starlight in the morning light, but Zhou Heng didn't look at him. Feelings, yearning for Zhou Heng, even admiration.

It really showed his little thoughts.

The actor who had always been calm and indifferent not only blushed slightly at the screen.

It is not difficult to see from the picture that Zhou Heng took great care of him.

Zhou Heng has broad shoulders and a big body. His arms are wrapped around the lower three points of his back shoulders, and his head is slightly tilted towards him, almost half-wrapping him, showing a protective posture.

Even though there were crowds of people, he was half a meter away from them on the other side, which showed Zhou Heng's care and thoughtfulness.

The surreptitious photographer also added a paragraph of text below, which is full of ah ah ah at a glance, very nervous:

Ahhh, today I met my idol, Murong Best Actor, ah, I must have saved the Milky Way in my last life, Murong Best Actor's voice is gentler than that on TV, ah, although the President has Sunglasses are really handsome, ah, super tall body and superb sound, ah, ah, I am going crazy.

Next, there is another screenshot, which is another circle of friends sent by the sneak shot, probably because he was too excited, the time before and after is less than 2 minutes, it seems very long-winded:

Let me tell you, when I wanted to sign my autograph, the CEO said, "I'm sorry, I'm the best actor today, so I can't sign your autograph."

When paying, the CEO was very polite and said thank you for my liking for Brother Qing, but at the end he said, "Unfortunately, Brother Qing can only like me." The exact words, I feel like I was fooled during the whole process, There is no sense of reality at all. I must have saved the galaxy in my previous life.

After watching the news, the next step is the comment section where the paparazzi follow the news more harmoniously than before.

I thank the sneak photographer for spreading the dog food, and wish the sneak photographer a long life. Some people say that the dog food is too salty, too spicy, or too bitter, but they don’t say that the dog food is sweet.

Murong Qing, who was thinking about what happened during this period of time, was filled with Zhou Heng's tone and expression when he said those words.

"I'm sorry, today's movie king belongs to me alone, so I can't sign it for you."

"Thank you for liking Brother Qing, but unfortunately, Brother Qing can only like me."

He has always known that Zhou Heng is domineering and arrogant in his bones, but Zhou Heng rarely shows this side in front of him.

Murong Qing had just finished browsing the comments displayed at the bottom of the page when Zhou Heng came over with milk in one hand and bread in the other.

"Brother Qing," Zhou Heng walked quickly, his long legs hooting, "Eat something to cushion your stomach."

Murong Qing subconsciously stretched out his hand to turn off the treadmill, and when he was walking slowly, he suddenly raised his head and felt a little dizzy, and couldn't help but staggered a little. Zhou Heng picked the bread to the milk cup with a flick of his fingers, and stretched out his arms to wrap around Murong Qing's waist.

Murong Qing happened to see the piece of whole-wheat bread that was bigger than a fist draw an arc in the air, and then landed firmly in the middle of the milk cup on Zhou Heng's left hand as if he had long eyes, like a martial arts master in a costume drama. skill.

Murong Qing narrowed his eyes in disbelief: "..."

This doesn't seem like a coincidence.

In the past, he had consciously or unconsciously felt that Zhou Heng was not a simple person, and that he had too many secrets that he didn't know.

It's just that Zhou Heng has been hiding it so deeply that he occasionally feels that the simplicity is an illusion.

However, once the illusion exists all the time, it will become a fact.

"Brother Qing, are you okay?" Zhou Heng focused all his attention on Murong Qing. He even slid his right arm down Murong Qing's back, holding Murong Qing's buttocks and hugging him firmly with one arm. Got up, walked quickly to the dining table, and didn't notice anything wrong from the beginning to the end.

The dining table is not far from the treadmill, only more than ten meters away, but Murong Qing is a man, and he considers himself not light, which is not something ordinary martial arts practitioners can do.

And Zhou Heng's movements were like flowing water, and he did it very easily.

Sitting down on the dining chair, Murong Qing narrowed his eyes and hid the glint in his eyes.

"Brother Qing," Zhou Heng put the milk cup on the table, squatted in front of Murong Qing worriedly, and touched Murong Qing's forehead nervously: "Is there something uncomfortable?"

Murong Qing said lightly: "It's fine."

"Aren't you too hungry?" After Zhou Heng finished speaking, he quickly took the bread, tore a small piece and handed it to Murong Qing's mouth. Murong Qing opened his mouth and ate it without hesitation, and Zhou Heng quickly handed over the milk.

Murong Qing took the milk glass and just took a sip when he heard a cat meowing not far away.

"Meow, meow."

Murong Qing stopped what he was doing, looked for the source of the sound, and finally saw two small objects at the stairs on the second floor.

The appearance of the two cats is not much different from that of ordinary cats, but their fur is too good. They are standing on the top floor of the well-lit building, one is shining with golden light and the other is shining with silver light.

Murong Qing squinted his eyes, and found that the cat's eyes seemed to be very different.

"I took you to Nan Rui's house yesterday," Zhou Heng quickly explained, "Nan Rui liked you very much, so I gave it to you."

If he had known that Brother Qing was sober today, he would never have brought these two little guys back. If Brother Qing saw the clue, he would have to bother to explain it.

"Oh." Although Murong Qing is not a cat fan, he likes cats the most among animals. He thinks cats are clean, calm and sharp compared to other animals. "What kind of breed?"

"Oh," he knew, and Zhou Heng explained hesitantly: "The civet, a breed sent from abroad."

Isn't the civet a breed that has been extinct since ancient times?

But Murong Qing didn't ask any more, and waved to the two cats, and the two cats ran down like flying.

The golden-colored cat was a little more courageous. After getting down, he hugged Zhou Heng's thigh first. Zhou Heng narrowed his eyes and pinched the cat's nape and threw it aside. The silver-colored cat hesitated and jumped to Murong Qing On the lap, Meow Meow rubbed his face against Murong Qing's thigh.

Just as Zhou Heng wanted to pick up the little guy, Murong Qing reached out and touched the little guy's head.

"Then..." Zhou Heng glared at the civet cat, got up and said, "I'll cook for you."

After Zhou Heng left, Murong Qing drank the milk, fed the two little guys bread, and then carefully observed the eyes of the two cats.

Their eyes are round and round, and the eyeballs are very rare black eyeballs with bright red circles around them, which emit red light and have a very seductive look.

He seemed to have seen this look before.

However, for a while, he couldn't remember.

As far as he knows, the eyes of cats are really amazing, they come in many colors, besides black, there are also yellow, blue, amber, purple steel, green, light brown, and even mandarin duck eyes with two different colors , but the black eyeballs are surrounded by a circle of red. Is there a cat of this breed?

Murong Qing wanted to look it up on the computer, but the two little ones were too sticky. Their fluffy heads rubbed against Murong Qing's arms, their wet and warm tongues licked the back of Murong Qing's hands, and their round eyes blinked as if rushing. Murong Qing smiled.

Murong Qing couldn't help scratching the cat's ears, feeling complicated.

This lost memory is very important to him, and it happened to be the day when he and Zhou Heng first started living together.

Zhou Heng quickly prepared two dishes, roasted eggplant, beef broccoli, nutritious porridge, boiled hard-boiled eggs, and steamed small steamed buns.

Murong Qing swept a plate of dishes restrainedly, ate a bowl of porridge and a boiled egg, and didn't dare to eat steamed buns, but couldn't resist Zhou Heng's persuasion, and finally ate another bowl of porridge and six small steamed buns.

Murong Qing: ...

I feel only sixty percent full.

After the meal, it was time for Zhou Heng to defend himself.

The cat was driven upstairs by Zhou Heng, and Murong Qing was sitting on the sofa in the living room. Zhou Heng didn't dare to sit down, so he squatted next to Murong Qing's legs, and narrated with an aggrieved face.

Murong Qing had been listening quietly and earnestly. According to Zhou Heng, after his memory was confused, he woke up once in the middle, and the two times of memory confusion were the lives of two people.

And these two lives, and the memory he was sober in between, he doesn't remember at all.

His memory still lingers on the day he returned from abroad.

Is this really an error in Copy's memory? He even suspected that he was being worn by someone, and he felt more and more uncomfortable.

Murong Qing held back until Zhou Heng had finished speaking, and then said, "Are you sure, I was not impaled by someone?"

"No." Zhou Heng shook his head affirmatively, "Your little habits have not changed, nor have your preferences and tastes."

The most important thing is that the feeling, breath, and Nan Rui have also helped to confirm, of course, Zhou Heng can't tell Murong Qing about these.

Murong Qing clenched his palms tightly, and the tips of his ears couldn't help turning red: "So...my first time was on the day of the accident."

"!!!" Shocked, Zhou Heng took Murong Qing's hand and acted like a baby: "Brother Qing, I'm sorry, I really thought...that was a surprise you gave me."

Murong Qing glanced at Zhou Heng's sincere eyes, and looked up at the time: "Where is my phone, do my parents know now, and who knows about my current situation, the date of the "Strongest Challenge" reality show, How did it work out?"

Zhou Heng quickly replied: "Your mobile phone is kept in my room, and my uncle and aunt don't know about it. Apart from Nan Tian Nanhao by my side, Lin Yao and Wang Chonglanyi by your side know about your current situation. Because of the need for treatment, Nan Rui and Qin Kun now also knows that a substitute has been found for the current episode of the show, fortunately the promotion did not say which episode you participated in."

Murong Qing nodded: "Well, give me the phone."

"Okay." Zhou Heng looked at Murong Qing's face, kissed the back of his hand, and Fang stood up and strode upstairs.

After Murong Qing got the phone, he watched a video with his parents first, and then called his agent Qi Lanyi, asking her to make an appointment with the "Strongest Challenge" program team, and he would participate in the latest episode of filming.

After Murong Qing hung up the phone, Zhou Heng, who was standing behind the sofa, carefully bent down and hugged his shoulder from behind: "Brother Qing, are you going to participate in a variety show? But, I'm afraid that your memory will reappear. The most important thing is going directly to Nan Rui for an examination."

"According to the previous situation, I should be fine if I don't go to deep sleep for the time being." Murong Qing relaxed after his body stiffened, letting Zhou Heng's hot breath wrap him: "This schedule is not only an agreement, but also a pre-marriage agreement between you and me." It’s a kind of announcement. My current situation requires this schedule to be finalized. I don’t like the outside world to use my feelings to create bad public opinion. As for the inspection, now that it’s over, two hours should be enough.”

Murong Qing quickly accepted the fact that he lost his memory during this period, and quickly decided to arrange the next itinerary, which was much calmer than Zhou Heng imagined.

After a while, Murong Qing received a call back from Qi Lanyi, Qi Lanyi told Murong Qing that the program team could arrange to shoot at [-] o'clock this afternoon at the earliest.

"Prepare two sets of spare clothes, and follow me to participate in "The Strongest Challenge." Murong Qing put away his mobile phone and walked upstairs first.

"Okay." Zhou Heng quickly agreed to follow.

"The Strongest Challenge" was originally a reality show in which Murong Qing and Zhou Heng planned to participate together and announced that they were about to get married.

Both Murong Qing and Zhou Heng's clothes are in the master bedroom cloakroom. The clothes that Zhou Heng helped Murong Qing choose were two sets of couple clothes. During the period when Murong Qing lost his memory, Zhou Heng took the opportunity to order a lot of couple clothes.

Murong Qing went with him.

After going downstairs, Zhou Heng was afraid that Murong Qing would be habitually hungry, so he brought some snacks that he had prepared at home.

Murong Qing, who was standing by the dining table, watched Zhou Heng diligently choose snacks and put them into a bag. In one of the pink packaging bags, several large characters of "pregnancy 280 days, one pack in the morning and evening are good for nutrition" were facing him.

Murong Qing couldn't help but frowned: "..."