Married after losing memory

You can guess without reading that there will be nothing good in that letter.

Shi Yan casually threw the torn envelope into the trash can, beckoning the host and camera to enter the room.

When the device swept the trash can again, there was only a pile of shredded paper in the empty trash can.

The barrage was also discussed.

[Is there any Leeuwenhoek sisters to come out and see! 】

[It's too shredded, you can't see anything in just one shot? 】

[I feel that some fragments are like photo paper? 】

[There is a fragment that seems to have the official seal of the public security on it]

[Why does it feel like there is a problem, would normal sasaeng fans send such things?]

Talk about resisting illegitimate meals, but in fact, passers-by are always the same——

While curious about the privacy of the artists, trying to pry into more, while being tortured by his own conscience.

Therefore, although they will not behave in the same way as illegitimate students, when there are gossip to watch, people often don't care whether their discussions and snooping become accomplices of illegitimate students.

It's just human nature to get to the bottom of it.

But no matter how you look at it, you can't guess what's in the envelope, so the audience temporarily gave up asking questions and continued to read.

The consistent shooting method of "Going Home With You" is not to interfere with the host's actions after returning home.

Shi Yan glanced at Liu Yichen, and gently took Liu Yichen's hand: "Don't be afraid, I'm here."

The nightmare has already passed, now with him, no matter what is in that letter, Liu Yichen doesn't need to be afraid anymore.

Fearing that Liu Yichen would not be able to see the emotion in his eyes clearly, Shi Yan was finally willing to take off his sunglasses and hat.

Liu Yichen's eyes fell on Shi Yan's hand that was tightly clutching his wrist, and he patted the back of Shi Yan's hand with blue veins from being too nervous: "I'm fine, where is Xiaoshi?"

If it was before, he might have fear.

But not now.

Fear of the whole world is because the whole world has no one standing by your side.

For Liu Yichen, he never wants everyone, as long as there is even one person standing with him, it is enough.

Like Shi Yan, Liu Yichen also took off his sunglasses.

Glanced back at the camera.

There was no expression in that look.

Not the shock of the letter, nor the relief of being reassured by a partner, but something calmer but powerful.

It's like the sea surface where the clouds and rain disappear before sunrise after a storm all night.

Tranquil, profound.

It is to admit identity frankly in front of the audience.

Even more frankly facing himself in the camera.

Following Liu Yichen's glance, the barrage went crazy.

【15551 Liu Yichen is a fairy, right?I really want to have these eyes! 】

[Why are they so stubborn? With this look, who else could he be if he wasn't Liu Yichen]

[Please stop watching!Look at me, I'm about to faint! 】

Seeing that Liu Yichen was fine, Shi Yan was relieved and said, "The dog is in the backyard. Let Xiao Xiao temporarily buy him a dog house, and he likes it very much."

Liu Yichen nodded, and couldn't help worrying about what was going on: "Raising a dog is like raising a child, it's very troublesome, and I have to take him for an injection tomorrow."

The camera faithfully takes care of the interaction of the two people.

Shi Yan stared at Liu Yichen with nervous eyes, and Liu Yichen was subtly calming Shi Yan's emotions.

Lu Xiaoyang poked his head over, pretending that the letter never existed, and directly turned his attention back to the protagonist: "You two have such a good relationship, Mr. Liu is very nervous about his other half."

Hearing Mr. Liu, Liu Yichen froze for a moment. Just as he was about to speak, Shi Yan next to him answered with an embarrassed face: "Yes, we are in a good relationship, Chen... no, he is the person I care about the most."

Liu Yichen realized that Mr. Liu was not him, but the one next to him who is now aliased Liu Yan.

And now he is not Liu Yichen, but Mr. Shi, a passer-by who does not want to be named.

In the barrage, the lemon spirits laughed while breaking their hearts.

[Ah, it's so damned, why did two good looking guys get married at such a young age! 】

[But Shi Yan looked at Liu Yichen's eyes, I was so sour, no one has ever looked at me like that]

[Hahahaha I already said that there is no Shi Yan, it is Mr. Liu! 】

[Don't you think exchanging surnames is also a show? 】

In the camera, the two chatted with Lu Xiaoyang while heading towards the backyard.

Shi Yan introduced to Lu Xiaoyang: "My dog ​​is very good, and he knows how to help us. I bought him a kennel this afternoon, and I like it very much. I guess he will sleep in it right now."

As soon as the courtyard door was opened, everyone was dumbfounded——

The yard was in a mess, and all the flowers, plants and trees showed an abnormal death state.

The death is so miserable that I can't bear to watch it.

Sleep well...what the hell!

The culprit rushed towards the two masters without knowing it.

Liu Yichen's face was livid: "Little Shizi, come here, stop making trouble!"

Gouzi was very obedient at this meeting, he stopped as soon as he asked, and stopped in front of Liu Yichen with a sudden brake, sticking out his tongue to be cute.

"When did you two start raising dogs? Did you just start?" Lu Xiaoyang was fascinated by watching the play, and he still didn't forget his own job.

Shi Yan couldn't help but lick Xiaoshizi's dog's head: "Ms. Lu was joking, I started raising it today, and the birth control hasn't gone yet..."

The words "brought home from the show" were swallowed by Shi Yan abruptly.

The yard was in such a mess that it couldn't be cleaned up in a while, so Liu Yichen simply placed an order for a part-time job, and then led Lu Xiaoyang out of the backyard in the same way as he could see.

According to the usual practice, things like the kitchen and bedroom are to be seen.

However, Liu Yichen and Shi Yan both stopped in their tracks, a little worried.

The two of them actually stayed here for just one night, and if they wanted to introduce something, they might reveal their secrets unintentionally.

But if you don’t take them around the house, you have to chat awkwardly until the show lasts long. Chatting may reveal their current status more easily than visiting the house.

After hesitating for a moment, Liu Yichen walked towards the kitchen.

Although I didn't go to see what the kitchen looked like when I came back that day, I heard from Lu Weiwei on the island before that she often cooks for Shi Yan, so there shouldn't be any risk in saying this, and there wouldn't be any mistakes.

As soon as he entered the kitchen, Lu Xiaoyang went "wow", and quickly pointed the camera at every corner, taking a picture first.

"My God, isn't your family too powerful?" Lu Xiaoyang repeatedly exclaimed while filming.

The audience was also shocked.

【What's this?And a pantry in the kitchen? 】

【What kind of storage room? Check it out! It's a cold storage room! 】

[Mom help, his kitchen is bigger than my whole house! 】

[May I ask what is next to the cold storage, I have never seen it before! 】

[Grass (a kind of plant), I really can't imagine the happiness of rich people! 】

In the kitchen, Lu Xiaoyang had the same problem as the audience.

"What is this?" Lu Xiaoyang pointed to something strange.

Liu Yichen glanced at it: "Slow cooker, he likes to eat meat, I bought it for him."

Slow cooking at low temperature can ensure the original flavor of meat to the greatest extent.

"what about this?"

"Home craft brewing equipment, for him."

"what about this?"

"his."

The conversation continued in a circle and went into the cold storage.

The host and camera "wow" again.

Rows of food, spices on shelves.

The jars, boxes, and bags were all labeled, written all over in two scripts.

"Shi Yan can eat"

"Shi Yan can't eat"

"Yesterday Shi Yan dreamed that he wanted to eat something"

"Dust likes it"

"Dust allergic"

"Chenchen didn't have a good time in the variety show yesterday"

After reading the label, Lu Xiaoyang smiled knowingly, and successfully captured the key point: "Did you two write these labels? It's really very thoughtful, but the name seems a bit wrong?"

Shi Yan said in his heart that everyone has pretended to be confused, brother, why do you insist on cueing who I am?

But when he was asked, he had to answer, so Shi Yan had no choice but to give up on himself: "Isn't he a fan of his family? We often play role-playing at home. Who makes me love my wife?"

Barrage:

[act, continue to act]

【I'm so sour!Why should I watch this!It's so sour that my tooth hurts! 】

[Did someone say that they got married in a fake way before?If this is fake, I will eat the keyboard! 】

[Some people say that Liu Yichen is unworthy, who else deserves it! 】

After watching the kitchen, Shi Yan took Lu Xiaoyang around to the study room, saying that it was to show the wedding photos, but in fact, he sneaked through the photo albums that he hadn't seen yet.

Shi Yan himself has never seen his and Liu Yichen's wedding photo, and when he opened it, his expression was more excited than Lu Xiaoyang's. The 26-year-old had the excitement and shyness of a 16-year-old boy confessing his success.

Liu Yichen gave him a funny look, and while Lu Xiaoyang and the cameraman were surrounding the album, he whispered, "Can you calm down?"

"Can you blame me for this?" Shi Yan rubbed his blushing face, "You are so beautiful!"

Liu Yichen had nothing to say.

Compared with Shi Yan's thickness of skin, he is beyond his control.

After reading the study, the master bedroom is next door.

The two walked in a hurry last week, and the bedroom door was still ajar.

Lu Xiaoyang glanced in subconsciously: "Is this your bedroom?"

Shi Yan said: "Yes."

Lu Xiaoyang asked symbolically: "Can I go in and have a look?"

After a quick search in his mind, he confirmed that there was nothing in it that shouldn't be there, Shi Yan nodded.

However, Lu Xiaoyang discovered something was wrong the first time he entered.

There is indeed nothing in the bedroom that shouldn't be there, but what should be missing is missing.

Because it was used as a wedding room, the bedroom was obviously refurbished. Everything was new. The quilts and pillows on the bed, and the toiletries in the bathroom all showed signs of being used by one person.

Lu Xiaoyang subconsciously glanced back at the open door, the second bedroom was opposite.

In that bedroom, there was also the trace that only one person had slept.

As the host, Lu Xiaoyang naturally knew that what should not be asked should not be asked.

But the camera followed him, and the audience had already seen everything they shouldn't have seen.

Everyone is not stupid, and it can be seen that this means that the two do not sleep in the same bedroom.

The bullet screen suddenly became chaotic:

[Who dares to say that it's not a fake marriage? 】

[You can pretend to show affection, but you can't pretend. Whose newlyweds sleep in separate rooms? 】

[Science shows that sleeping in separate rooms improves sleep quality, don't guess without education]

[Let me see who is spreading rumors again]

[What's wrong with the room division, my husband and I are also divided, otherwise he snores too loudly]

Originally, the barrage was full of real emotion, coming and going, but when a snort came out, the whole barrage visibly developed in a strange direction.

Everyone discussed whether it was Liu Yichen or Shi Yan who was snoring.

At the same time, in the awkward bedroom, the doorbell sounded faintly.

A voice shouted from outside: "Excuse me, is Mr. Liu there? I have your courier."

In the bedroom, he was feeling awkward, and Liu Yichen wished he could leave the Shura field. After a word of approval, he quickly ran downstairs, blocking the small stones that were trying to rush out, and opened the door.

"Ren Zheng—?"

Liu Yichen froze in place.

As if sensing something, Xiao Shizi stood at the door and bared his teeth at the person outside the door.

His stepfather, who was released from prison early, was standing at the door of his house.

The author has something to say: whoever snores, Chenchen or Yanyan: I'm sorry, paper people don't snore.