I got a fiancée after my memory loss

Jiang Zhi was still brushing his hair carefully.

Ji Fanghuai's mind had turned nine times and eighteen times. Fortunately, Jiang Zhi didn't really watch a movie. Instead, after his hair was half dry, he changed into pajamas and washed Ji Fanghuai's hair with his hair on.

Ji Fanghuai was lying on the shampoo bed, and when he thought that Jiang Zhi could see her face very clearly in this position, he felt very nervous.

After the injury on her brow bone healed, she left a small scar. Although it didn't affect the whole body, it still affected her mood to some extent.

No one does not love their face.

Ji Fanghuai was already thinking about how to get rid of the scar.

The thin stream of water soaked the top of his head, Ji Fanghuai came back to his senses, opened his eyes and saw Jiang Zhi was squeezing out special shampoo, his expression was always serious, his jaw line was tense, as if he was about to wash something precious cultural relics.

Ji Fanghuai intentionally let her relax, and said, "I see there is an unfinished pig in your study, do you know how to carve?"

"Well, I learned it from my teacher when I was young." Jiang Zhi made foam on his palm and gently rubbed it on Ji Fanghuai.

Her hair is very short now, and she even pokes her hands a little. It is a standard cut, but the scar lines on the top of her head are still clearly visible.

Jiang Zhi became more careful, like a massage, gently cleaned the top of her head with his fingertips, and then asked, "Do you like that little pig?"

"I like it." Ji Fanghuai had the illusion that as long as she said she liked it, Jiang Zhi would give it to her no matter what it was.

The warm water rushed over the top of the head again, it was warm, and all the foam was washed away. Jiang Zhi wrapped a towel on Ji Fanghuai's head, and carefully helped her up.

His hair was short, and it was already dry when he took off the towel. Ji Fanghuai lay on the bed first, and Jiang Zhi was still blowing his hair, but his voice was buzzing but not noisy.

Ji Fanghuai thought about what Xin Ling said, and combined with Jiang Zhi's answer, he had already created a big scene in his brain. Jiang Zhi, whose stepfather didn't love his stepmother and didn't love him, went to learn sculpture from his master.

I still studied jade carving, not wood carving.

"I heard from Xin Ling that your parents are gone." After Ji Fanghuai finished speaking, she regretted that she had no intention of exposing Jiang Zhi's scar.

But what she wanted to know was clearer.

Jiang Zhi paused, his face was tense for a moment, and then he said with relief: "Well, my father died when I was three years old, and my mother passed away when I was eight years old."

Ji Fanghuai didn't know how to comfort Jiang Zhi, and he also knew that the belated comfort was useless, and he couldn't even hug her like Jiang Zhi, saying that you still have me at least.

She could only change the subject lamely and said, "I want to visit my parents tomorrow."

"Not yet." Jiang Zhi refused very directly this time, without leaving any room for it.

"I can jump and dance now, it's fine." Ji Fanghuai is still looking for a sense of belonging. Since she has no relatives or friends, she should visit her parents' cemetery.

"Your condition is not as good as you thought. You are easy to get hurt when you go out for a long time, and you are very motion sick. Let's go later." Jiang Zhi did not back down.

Ji Fanghuai's focus was not here, and he said, "Isn't my parents' cemetery in this city?"

"Yes, but the cemetery is far away from here." Jiang Zhi didn't want to continue this topic, "In short, we will go when your condition is better, otherwise if you get hurt, I will blame myself, and my uncles and aunts will blame me. "

The back suddenly felt chilly, Ji Fanghuai was actually very timid, she was afraid of ghosts, so she didn't dare to speak.

Jiang Zhi looked at her clearly, ended the topic easily, went to the closet to take out a thin blanket, and began to tidy it up on the sofa.

Ji Fanghuai had already made preparations to sleep with Jiang Zhi tonight, now seeing her tidying up the sofa, he couldn't help asking strangely: "You want to sleep on the sofa?"

"I'm afraid you're not used to it." Jiang Zhi tidied up silently, without raising his head, he took a pillow from the original big bed.

Suddenly, a pair of pillows stood alone, one on each side.

It is true that Ji Fanghuai will not be used to sleeping with Jiang Zhi, but the sofa is an ordinary loveseat sofa, and Jiang Zhi has long arms and legs, so he might have to put his legs on the armrests.

Ji Fanghuai hesitated to speak several times, Jiang Zhi stopped and asked deliberately: "What's wrong?"

Ji Fanghuai felt that she was occupying the magpie's nest now, and said, "Let's sleep together, I can get used to it."

Anyway, sooner or later you have to get used to it.

Jiang Zhi seemed to be moved by the persuasion, his eyebrows were bent, but he said indifferently: "Okay."

When sleeping, there was still a wide distance between Ji Fanghuai and Jiang Zhi, and only the bedside lamp was turned on.

Jiang Zhi has always had a faint fragrance, Ji Fanghuai always feels very familiar, and even misses it, as if the smell is engraved in his bones.

It's only less than ten o'clock now, Ji Fanghuai has been thinking for a long time, and he opened his mouth to discuss with Jiang Zhi: "Can I discuss something with you?"

Jiang Zhi turned his head to the side, as if to hear clearly, approached slowly, and said softly, "What's the matter?"

Now that the distance between the two was so close that they were shoulder to shoulder, Ji Fanghuai was a little nervous and asked, "Are we getting married soon?"

Jiang Zhi seemed to think for a few seconds, and said, "Yes, the original plan was to get married after your birthday."

Ji Fanghuai did some calculations, and now it is the end of June, that is to say, according to the original plan, they will get married in about two months.

She had no confidence: "The thing I want to discuss is, can we not get married now?"

Ji Fanghuai has never thought of marrying another person. Although she has lost her memory, she subconsciously feels this way.

She seems terrified of marriage.

Jiang Zhi didn't answer, it was quiet for a while.

Ji Fanghuai knew that this kind of thing was difficult to accept, but no normal person could accept that his fiancée suddenly lost his memory, nor could he accept that his fiancée suddenly said that he would not get married.

She was about to explain when Jiang Zhi suddenly said, "You want to cancel the engagement? You don't want to marry me?"

The voice was a little cold, and Ji Fanghuai was subconsciously afraid.

"No." Ji Fanghuai hurriedly explained, "I've forgotten you now, I'm sorry, I think it's unfair to you and me to get married now, and of course it's even more unfair to you."

Jiang Zhi has suffered enough.

Thinking about it in another way, the life and death of a good fiancée is suddenly uncertain, but when she wakes up, she loses her memory. Not only has she lost her memory, but she is now clamoring not to get married.

Just thinking about it, Ji Fanghuai felt a big blow.

She unconsciously lowered her tone and said, "I want to take it easy."

Jiang Zhi confirmed again: "Just slowly?"

"Well, just take your time." Ji Fanghuai said hurriedly, feeling as if he had been tricked by Jiang Zhi.

In fact, it should be normal for her to file for a divorce in this situation, right?What's more, they are not married.

"That's fine." Jiang Zhi was still very disappointed.

But it's normal to be disappointed, obviously he could marry his fiancée, but now his plan is messed up because of the sudden amnesia, Ji Fanghuai felt a little sorry for Jiang Zhi.

"Wait until I recover my memory..." Ji Fanghuai said shamelessly, as if Jiang Zhi wanted to marry her, but now she can only procrastinate.

Jiang Zhi disagreed, saying: "The doctor didn't say when the memory will be restored. Don't use memory to bind you and me, okay? We can accumulate memory again."

Ji Fanghuai thinks about it too, but Jiang Zhi is more thoughtful.

If she could never recover her memory, would she hang on to Jiang Zhi for the rest of her life?

"it is good."

They were originally fiancees and wives, and they already had feelings. Now it's just a replay. It should be easy to get along, right?

Thinking of this, Ji Fanghuai gradually fell asleep.

Jiang Zhi turned off the bedside lamp, and slowly moved towards Ji Fanghuai's side in the dark night.

When Ji Fanghuai woke up, he was in Jiang Zhi's arms for some reason, and he even leaned against Jiang Zhi's chest in a strange posture...

She immediately defended: "I didn't mean to."

The author has something to say: Jiang Zhi: I did it on purpose.