want to lie to me to love you again

"Who is Xiaoying? Did you recognize me as someone else again?" To whom did you say "I'm sorry"?

"..." Song Zhicheng finally realized that he had lost his composure. In order not to frighten Fang Zhiyi, he put a little distance between the two of them and asked tentatively, "Do you really not remember what happened before you were a teenager?" ?”

"I really don't remember. My parents said that I was stimulated and subconsciously closed this memory. No, I think it's pretty good now. If I think about it, I might have to worry about it."

"Well, if I can't remember it, I won't think about it." Song Zhicheng subconsciously breathed a sigh of relief, he didn't want to suffer another person.

Just now, he inadvertently discovered a secret between the lines of the report. He suspected that Uncle Fang's sudden conviction had something to do with his father, but he hadn't confirmed it yet.

He digested the huge shock alone in the dim light, and before he could recover, Fang Zhiyi broke in, and he really didn't know how to face Fang Zhiyi.

Right now, he could only suppress his turbulent mood, and pretended to be calm, "It's not delaying your business by coming here so late, right?"

"No. But you, why are you in such a hurry that you came here to deal with it? You don't even want your body."

"..."

"If it's not convenient for you to say it, then..."

"It's nothing inconvenient, just a few. The matters related to the project are almost handled now. Let's go."

"Okay." Fang Zhiyi didn't bother, anyway, he wasn't interested in these things.

He held Song Zhicheng tightly like he would an old man who was faltering, as if he was afraid that he would suddenly fall down.When Song Zhicheng was about to leave, he looked back at the desktop, and it was already very tidy, without any trace left.The newspapers and photos were all stuffed back into the drawer by himself.

"What's the matter? Did you suddenly remember that there was something you didn't do?" Fang Zhiyi saw that Song Zhicheng's footsteps paused for a while, and thought it was strange, so he asked. In fact, he was more worried about whether he was uncomfortable in some way. ?

"No, let's go." Song Zhicheng's eyes darkened, and he took Xia Zhiyi's hand that was holding his arm with his other hand, and took the initiative to pull him to stride outside.

So he didn't see Fang Zhiyi staring at the hands they held together, with gloomy eyes and indistinguishable expression.

It was still Fang Zhiyi's car when going back, and because he took another road, he soon arrived at Song Zhicheng's house downstairs.

After he stopped the car, he found that Song Zhicheng had fallen asleep again without any surprise. One aspect was that his body hadn't recovered, and the other aspect was the tranquilizing incense in the car.

"Sincere? Sincerity? I'm home, let me take you up."

"..." Song Zhicheng opened his eyes in a daze, and saw Fang Zhiyi looking at him worriedly.

"I fell asleep again?"

"Yes, don't get up in a hurry." Fang Zhiyi saw that Song Zhicheng was about to stand up straight with his hands, and quickly pressed his shoulder to stop him, "You have hypoglycemia, wait until you get over it."

"how do you know?"

"Fool, I went to listen to the doctor's orders when you were in a coma today. Good guy, this body problem is not serious, but it can kill people when it breaks out. You, I can't stop treating my body Seriously."

"Well, I'll pay attention."

"There is only such a sentence again." Fang Zhiyi curled her lips in disgust, as if she didn't really believe what he said.

"Okay, it's almost time, let me go up with you."

"No need, I'll just go up by myself." His eyes dodged a little.In fact, he wanted to digest everything he discovered today, and he didn't want to see Fang Zhiyi for the time being.

"Okay then, I'll watch you go up." Fang Zhiyi held the steering wheel with one hand and Song Zhicheng's cold hand with the other, with gentle eyes, as if he really wanted to play the role of a good boyfriend.

That look made Song Zhicheng's heart feel hot, and he hurriedly looked away again in embarrassment.He opened the car door, said goodbye to him hastily, and left without looking back.

Fang Zhiyi sat in the driver's cab the whole time, watched his back through the lowered car window until it disappeared into the darkness, then smiled again, started the car unhurriedly, and drove away.

The future is long, we will meet again.

The next day, Song Zhicheng didn't go to work, but bored himself at home and fell asleep.He was already a very preoccupied person, but he suddenly suffered such a big blow last night, and he couldn't confide his feelings to anyone, so of course he couldn't bear it.

But when he was drowsy on the bed, Fang Zhiyi was not idle.He went to the executive department early in the morning to find out some information.

When he returned home last night, he received a call. When the other party said that Chen Xinkui was killed in prison, he still didn't believe it.In the end, within half an hour, Bian Nanchao also personally called to confirm this statement.

Chen Xinkui's death could only be caused by Luo Qing, perhaps Song Shi was involved.

No, this idea only appeared in Fang Zhiyi's mind for a moment, and was immediately rejected by him.

With Governor Song's scheming, it is impossible to do something that is easy to fall into the trap of others at this important juncture.

Then it was Luo Qing's own decision.But why didn't he tell himself?It seems that he doesn't trust himself very much.

At this time, Fang Zhiyi was sitting in the director's office, drinking tea slowly, his mind was like a revolving lantern, with countless thoughts flashing through his mind, but his face was still calm.

He was waiting for Bian Nanchao to finish his work and talk to him about something.

But he was getting impatient.

Two hours, he came here and waited for a full two hours.However, during the period, except for the younger sister who came in to pour water, no one else took care of him.

In these short few hours, something must have happened.

Just when he couldn't bear it any longer, he stood up and was about to push the door and go out, when the door opened from the outside.

"Oh! My brother, I'm really sorry, I have temporarily dealt with a robbery and murder case, and I kept you waiting for so long."

"Ah, it's okay, it's okay, Director Bian takes care of everything every day, I should wait. By the way, I'm here this time to find out..."

"Chen Xinkui, right?"

"Yes. Director Bian, have you found out the cause of her death? Is it really as simple as suicide?"

"..." Bian Nanchao looked back at the door, and after finding no one passing by, he closed the door casually.

"Of course it's not that simple, but that's all we can say to the outside world. My brother, I treat you as my own, and I'm not afraid to reveal the truth to you."