Married after losing memory

The filming of the show ended in a hurry.

There was already a lot of noise outside, only this villa still looked like an isolated island.

Like a spring day when the world is gradually becoming noisy, the only piece of floating ice in the middle of the river drifts with the current.

Any disturbance could break the last stalemate.

The time for the recording of the program has come. Even if you pay attention to the follow-up, as a TV station, it is impossible to disrupt the subsequent program arrangement. Lu Xiaoyang quickly left the villa with the film crew.

The media left, and with Shi Yan's appearance, Ren Zheng put down his harsh words and left in a hurry.

The last sentence he left was: "Don't think this is just over, you are a big star now, I am nothing, barefoot is not afraid of wearing shoes, don't you understand?"

Before leaving, Ren Zheng threw the express box into the trash can.

After Ren Zhengye left, Shi Yan and Liu Yichen had time to look at their phones.

The phone has been ringing off the hook.

There are all kinds of news about the company, assistants, agents, and friends in the circle.

Shi Yan first picked a number and called back. While waiting to answer, he explained to Liu Yichen, "This is Xia Mingbo, our current manager. Yu Run and I have inquired about it. You and Xingying still have a contract dispute. But now the actual work arrangements have been handed over.”

The phone was connected quickly, and the voice came from over there: "Shi Yan! Are you crazy or am I hallucinating! Explain to me what you two want to do! You two want to become black people all over the Internet as soon as you get married. ?"

Now the content on the Internet is completely unavailable.

Eight out of ten hot posts in the forum are related to them.

【Liu Yichen disowns and abuses relatives】

[Shi Yanliu Yichen live broadcasted the accident, what did he say in the 30 seconds that disappeared]

[I said a long time ago that the character should not be stubborn, and the lying nature will slap you in the face sooner or later]

[Come to August [-] Liu Yichen, what lies have he told all these years]

The microblogs of the two were also hacked, and the words of abuse were overwhelming.

"Brother... this matter..." Shi Yan also knew that the manager was difficult to deal with, so he lowered his voice and begged for mercy, "This person has bullied my wife. I can't bear this matter. Tell me, right? Besides, I think everyone People who have read the book, so it doesn’t mean that everyone is unreasonable, right?”

Those with long brains must have the ability to think, right?

Thinking about it, it's not hard to feel that something is wrong with today's matter.

Well done, why did Ren Zheng come to the door in a courier uniform?

It was clear that he wanted to threaten Liu Yichen, and only acted on the spot when he caught up with the live broadcast.

"Shi Yan, you are 26, can you not be as idealistic as a 16-year-old child?" Xia Mingbo was heartbroken, his hair was about to explode with anger, "You have been debuting for several years, don't you know what virtue is a netizen?"

Not that no one felt wrong.

It's that people who feel wrong don't like to take the initiative to speak up.

Most of the onlookers who watched under those hot searches were either curious or malicious.

What they want is not the truth, but the joy of pulling people down from the altar.

Shi Yan received a good education since he was a child and was well protected by his parents.

Even after his debut, for the sake of his parents, no media dared to make trouble, and he rarely faced malice from the outside world.

But Liu Yichen was completely different.

Throughout his journey, no one has ever escorted him.

Liu Yichen has already had experience in dealing with these malice.

What those people never want is an explanation, but submission.

These people are satisfied only when they see those in high positions submit to what they call justice.

"Then what do you say?" Shi Yan pinched the bridge of his nose, feeling a little tired.

Xia Mingbo sighed: "Didn't we make a plan before, if Ren Zheng really came to the door, we have evidence in our hands that he helped the students settle their student status and waited for opportunities to defraud, and the prosecution period has not yet passed, which is enough for him to go in again. We will continue to suppress his harassment of female students in recent years, and don't mention it unless it is absolutely necessary."

Liu Yichen was stunned for a moment, looked up in Shi Yan's direction, said in a low voice, and chuckled a little self-deprecatingly: "It seems that this is my proposal."

As an artist, the most important thing is not one's innocence, nor the punishment of the wicked, but the personality.

Liu Yichen has always been spotless, he has played too many such roles.

The old-fashioned and abstinent teacher of the Republic of China, the celestial master who is ruthless and tolerant, and the cold and beautiful killer, cleanliness is his most important personality.

The victim itself is not guilty, but when an entertainer who is out of reach for ordinary people becomes a victim, the aura that he has carefully built on him disappears.

He should be clean, but he will no longer be clean in the eyes of the audience.

Liu Yichen had no doubt that his past self would choose to give up the truth in order to maintain that illusory aura.

He used to think that he was a product made by countless people who spent more than ten years behind him, and that he was the end of a mature industrial chain. He could not be that young man who was powerless to resist, let alone a victim who was stretched out by evil hands.

Liu Yichen clenched his palms expressionlessly.

It is always particularly difficult when people want to say goodbye to a certain habit that has lasted for more than ten years, or some kind of insistence.

"Since it's possible, let's do it quickly. Those discussions on the Internet will arrange some trolls at that time, saying that the old man is dressed like a beast, has duplicity in appearance, and can't stand the dusty sense of justice. He has already cut off contact with him." Shi Yan thought that Liu Yichen was worried about public opinion, so he deliberately explained the arrangement in detail.

However, Liu Yichen shook his head: "If you don't mind, I hope to change the public relations plan."

He wanted to make a decision that he might regret now, but at least he wouldn't regret in the future.

Something has been suppressed for too long.

Liu Yichen suddenly felt that he was not a commodity, but a person.

Xia Mingbo obviously disagreed with this, and shouted through the microphone: "No! This is already the best solution we can think of! Don't play tricks!"

Shi Yan interrupted Xia Mingbo's shout: "It's okay, bro, let Liu Yichen speak, and do as he thinks."

He doesn't care at all about his current situation.

It doesn't matter how many people scold him, as long as the final result is what Liu Yichen wants.

Xia Mingbo sighed helplessly: "My prince, your father knows that I spoil you so much, so sooner or later he will assign me to expand the Vietnamese market."

Shi Yan turned a deaf ear and poked Liu Yichen: "Chenchen, tell me?"

"I... haven't thought of it yet." Liu Yichen hesitated for a moment, and said in a low voice.

Liu Yichen had already thought of it, but if he said it, it would mean that his persistence over the past ten years had become a joke.

Even if he had thought about it, he was not ready to say it.

Shi Yan put his arm around Liu Yichen's shoulder, as if he wanted to say something, but finally swallowed it back: "If I can't think of it, I'll talk about it tomorrow, anyway, I'm already being scolded, it doesn't matter if you scold more or less."

Liu Yichen nodded: "I'm very tired today, I want to go to rest first."

He was indeed tired, but not only tired, but also overwhelmed.

It seems that something has been decided, and nothing seems to be decided.

In the master bedroom on the second floor of the villa, Liu Yichen washed up and lay down on the bed. In the comfortable weather in late spring and early summer, he wrapped himself up tightly with a quilt. His forehead and hair were wet with sweat. His black hair stuck to his beautiful forehead, making his skin appear Even paler.

Downstairs there was the sound of Shi Yan rustling and teaching Xiaoshizi a lesson.

Light sleep puts a lot of pressure on people, and even in dreams, it is difficult to breathe.Shi Yan dreamed of the time when he first met Ren Zheng at the age of 12.

He thought he had a loving father.

Then in the autumn of that year, the low air pressure made the office look dull, and the air was a bit sticky. The smell of smoke, everything is vivid.

I can't remember what my reaction was.

But Liu Yichen was wandering on the edge of dreams and reality, half dreaming and half awake, he noticed that he was trembling in cold sweat.

Downstairs, the dog ran across the marble floor and made a small sound, Liu Yichen pulled himself out of the dream with the sound of Shi Yan and the small stones.

But immediately after, he fell into the next dream.

That was him at 29, and he is now.

Standing in the middle of the road, surrounded by cars, it seems that I have been poured into the middle of the road by cement.

Shi Yan was not there, and neither was Xiao Shizi.

Passers-by pointed at him.

"That's him, his stepfather is that man."

"Tsk, does he still deserve to play the role of Immortal Venerable?"

"He also deserves to be with Shi Yan?"

"I'm afraid he has already been beaten by that old man?"

The traffic swept by, Liu Yichen was dizzy for a while, and woke up from the dream again.

Downstairs, Shi Yan was trying to teach Xiao Shizi to pick up something and help tidy up the yard.

After confirming that he was still safe, with the smell of smoke from Ren Zheng's body still in his mind, intertwined with the harsh sound of brakes and discussions, Liu Yichen fell asleep again in a daze.

This time, he seemed to be back in Ren Zheng's office more than ten years ago.

But Ren Zheng was not there, in front of him was a strange girl.

The girl looked at him and asked: "You can save me, why didn't you save me?"

Liu Yichen slumped weakly on the sofa, looked up at the girl in front of him, and realized that the face that had appeared in his memory countless times seemed familiar.

It looks like Ren Zheng, and also looks like the school girl he met by chance that year and was harassed by Ren Zheng.

That was Ren Zheng's daughter in his imagination.

Apart from shaking his head, Liu Yichen couldn't say a word.

More faces began to appear in front of them, asking over and over again: "Why didn't you save me?"

After running away from Ren Zheng for so many years, have school girls been hurt one after another?

Did all these people in the dream really exist?

Liu Yichen closed his eyes in his dream, and said in pain: "I... didn't think of this... I just wanted to escape... I was very scared, afraid that if I went back, he would catch me again... ..." The voices of the girls are still there.

"Selfish."

"coward."

"it was all your fault."

Liu Yichen was trembling in his dream, sweat soaked his hair and pajamas, and there were tears on the pillow.

I can't wake up from the dream.

Until someone pulled Liu Yichen from the outside of the dream: "Chenchen? What's wrong with you? Are you sick? Why are you sweating so much?"

The eyelids seemed to be glued together by the glued past, Liu Yichen moved his eyeballs and tried to open them, but he was still in the chaos.

Shi Yan leaned over and kissed his eyelids: "Have you had a nightmare? Don't be afraid."

Liu Yichen heard that Shi Yan adjusted the temperature of the room, and then the bed sank a little, and it was Shi Yan who got under the covers.

The moment those hands came up from behind, Liu Yichen finally opened his eyes.

The lights in the room are soft and the temperature has been lowered a bit, but behind him is a warm embrace.

Liu Yichen said hoarsely: "Am I a jerk and a coward? If I stand up, will Ren Zheng be able to harm a few children less?"

There was a moment of silence, the arms behind his back tightened, Shi Yan's voice was a bit cold: "I'm not a saint, if you stand up and you will get hurt, then I..."

"Stop talking, you are not such a person." Before Shi Yan could finish speaking, Liu Yichen turned around, moved closer slightly, and blocked Shi Yan's remaining words with a kiss.

He was sweating in his sleep and slept so hard that his throat was dry and his lips were peeled.

Shi Yan had a premonition of what was about to happen.

This kiss was neither very long nor sweet, on the contrary, it carried some kind of advance-like appeasement.

After the kiss was over, Liu Yichen said calmly: "I've made up my mind, I want to finish what I didn't do back then."

Whatever the truth is, he will tell the world.

The author has something to say: Grandma loves Chenchen.

But I think they both hugged and kissed, maybe they can do something.