If you don't bend, I will be blackened!

Fang Cheng took a deep breath, sneered, leaned on the desk, looked at Zhang Zucong, his eyes were filled with endless sarcasm and indifference: "But fortunately, he has forgotten all the pain he has suffered, and he has completely left you behind , he can’t remember those scars, he can still start his life well, and I will love him well for the rest of his life.”

What does it mean to forget everything?

Zhang Zucong raised his eyelids abruptly. He hadn't rested for a long time. At this time, his eyes were bloodshot and his lips were trembling uncontrollably. He opened his mouth to say something.

But he found that just one response was crushed to pieces by the uneasiness rushing into his throat, and he couldn't even utter half a complete tone.I don't know how long it took before I managed to find my voice: "What do you mean?"

"Didn't you already know what I mean? Or should I say it more bluntly?" Fang Cheng said, "Bai Jinyi doesn't remember you, completely, I don't remember you."

Zhang Zucong's pupils trembled violently, and it was as if a thunderbolt had exploded in his ears. It was so ear-piercing that his eardrums trembled unceasingly.

As soon as his footsteps stepped back against the wall, if the wall hadn't supported his body, he might have collapsed to the ground.

Fang Cheng started to move, he picked up the fragments of porcelain bowls on the ground, threw them into the garbage basket, dumped all the stewed pig's feet, and said lightly: "Didn't you ask me, how dare I hide people? I Of course I dare, I have signed countless critical illness notices for him, and I have taken care of him in every possible way during his four years of vegetative state, so why wouldn’t I dare? I am more qualified than you to be with him, whether it was before Bai Lin or Bai Jinyi, I am more open than you."

Zhang Zucong was still leaning there, with a wooden face and motionless, not knowing whether he had listened to these words or not.

It's not that Zhang Zucong has no suspicions about Bai Jinyi's amnesia, after all, Bai Jin looked at him as if he was looking at a stranger.He suddenly felt a little helpless, how sorry he was, such a child with eyes full of admiration and love hadn't had time to listen to an explanation.

Suddenly there was a sound of closing the door, and Zhang Zucong looked towards the source of the sound as if his nerves had been touched.

Bai Jin held a bag in one hand, which contained several bottles of soy sauce and some fruits.

The eyes of the two met in the air.

Zhang Zucong's eyes were both excited and sad, and there were so many complicated emotions in it that he couldn't understand what Zhang Zucong meant.

Bai Jinyi's gaze moved down slowly, and his chest throbbed when he saw the blood on Zhang Zucong's neck.

He frowned, forcibly tore his eyes away from Zhang Zucong, swept to the messy ground, and finally fell on Fang Cheng slowly.

Fang Cheng's face was red and swollen, blood was still hanging from the corner of his mouth, and his eyes were darkened.

It can be seen how dire the situation was before I came back.

Zhang Zucong couldn't help but took a few steps forward, wanting to hug him into his arms fiercely, but stopped abruptly when he touched Bai Jinyi's indifferent eyes, With forbearance and restraint, he said in a hoarse voice: "Baibai."

This in vain call made Bai Jinyi's heart tremble. Zhang Zucong's state reminded him of Zhang Zucong's emotions when he was in the film and television base, and his chest was sour. He looked at Zhang Zucong coldly and said, "Mr. Zhang, What are you going crazy about again?"

Zhang Zucong's throat choked: "Woo".Bai Jin turned around and stroked Fang Cheng's cheek, and said softly, "Does it hurt? What's going on?"

Fang Cheng shook his head, pulled his hand off and kissed his palm, said: "It's okay, it's just that Mr. Zhang got drunk and mistakenly thought you were his dead lover, and regarded me as a rival in love, that's why he got jealous. "

The touch of the palm made Bai Jin feel uncomfortable for a while, he frowned slightly, and pulled his hand back without a trace.

Hearing Fang Cheng's nonsense, Zhang Zucong said with gloomy eyes: "Fang Cheng, if you talk nonsense again, I'll kill you!"

"Zhang Zucong!" Bai Jinyi's tone was already very displeased, "I admire your feelings for your lover, and I feel sorry for him, but please see clearly, I am not your lover, if you keep messing around, we can only Call the police."

Bai Jinyi's chest heaved violently, he took a deep breath and said, "Please get out of my house."

The pain in the chest was almost fatal, and the wound on the head that was hit by Fang Cheng was also joining in the fun.

Zhang Zucong's lips were blue and purple, and his eyes slowly dimmed. He moved his hand hanging by his side, but he didn't stretch it out. He said in a shy voice, "Okay, don't be angry^" Zhang Zucong walked over to the porch and endured the pain. I couldn't help but look back, listening to the warm conversation between them, my eyes fell on the intertwined fingers.

The pain in his heart was blunt, and his eyes turned red all of a sudden. If he had been able to kill Fang Cheng mercilessly before, but now he could only smash his teeth and swallow it once, and endured it.

Endless guilt made him unable to do this. In the end, he had to admit that if there was no Fang Cheng, maybe there would be no Bai Jinyi.After Zhang Zucong walked out of the villa, he didn't leave in a hurry. Instead, he leaned against the wall and hunched over, breathing heavily to relieve the pain in his chest.

What to do next?

give up?

Zhang Zucong was not reconciled, he had hurt Bai Jinyi, but he could make up for it and chase him back slowly.

He couldn't believe that Bai Jinyi didn't feel anything for him anymore!

After Zhang Zucong regained his composure, he drove the car back to Dongjiao No. [-] without hesitation.

The head injury was not dealt with, and as soon as he got home, he took out a few more bottles of wine from the wine cabinet and started drinking.

Tried to numb his chest with alcohol, but didn't want the wound to burn more and more.

Zhang Zucong didn't know how much he drank, but he felt more peaceful and more sober.

The pain in the chest intensified.

In vain, he suffered burns to 50.00% of his body, underwent more than 4000 skin grafting operations, and fell into a coma for four years before returning.

He was only suffering one-thousandth of the pain he had suffered, and it was no big deal.

Zhang Zucong leaned on the sofa with his head up, tears slipped out and hid in his hair unconsciously.

In a trance, he felt that his head was very uncomfortable, as if someone was hanging a stone weighing several thousand catties, and his upper abdomen also felt severe pain.

He got up in a trance and took out the medicine and stuffed it into his mouth, and then he fell asleep and didn't know anything.

He finally fell ill once in four years. The illness came like a mountain. Zhang Zucong stayed in the hospital for a week due to high fever and gastric ulcer.

Zhang Zucong wanted to be discharged from the hospital several times but the doctor didn't let him. He was very irritable: "When will I be discharged from the hospital?"

The doctor breathed a sigh of relief, looked at Zhang Zucong and said, "I'll take a CT scan of the brain and do a routine examination in the afternoon. If there is no problem, I will be discharged from the hospital for recuperation."

Speaking of this, the doctor's expression is solemn: "By the way, you must not touch tobacco and alcohol with your stomach, and eat regularly, otherwise the disease will not get better when the disease develops further."

Zhang Zucong nodded impatiently.

Zhang Zucong piled up a lot of work this week, and he buried himself in it as soon as he returned.

When Assistant Lin entered the office, he saw that the food on Zhang Zucong's table was still untouched, so he frowned and said, "Mr. Zhang, it's time to eat."

Zhang Zucong hummed, and then said, "Are you ready to sign Bai Lingfeng's contract?"

Assistant Lin nodded, and then suddenly said: "Two days ago, Young Master Bai...Bai Lingfeng came to look for you, but I refused."

Zhang Zucong paused when he signed, put the pen on the table, frowned and said, "Why didn't you tell me!"

Assistant Lin was stunned for a moment, looked at Zhang Zucong's face and said anxiously: "I didn't say that you were on a drip...I'll contact him right now."

Assistant Lin hurriedly said that he hoped Mr. Zhang would not give him another vacation without pay in a fit of anger.

Zhang Zucong nodded, and shouted in the next second: "Come back!"

Assistant Lin had a bitter face.

"I'll do it myself later." Zhang Zucong knocked on the table and said.

Assistant Lin nodded, and when he was about to kowtow and retreat, he was stopped again.

"Wait," Zhang Zucong said, "How do you usually... chase people?"

Assistant Lin was stunned for a few seconds. He was very aggrieved when he said this. He had a girlfriend before, but because he was too busy with work, he became obscene.

Assistant Lin looked at Zhang Guoguo with resentful eyes and said, "Mr. Zhang, I don't understand the intractable disease of emotion."

"Ok?"

Assistant Lin shuddered and reacted abruptly, saying, "I'll ask my female colleague!"

"Tsk," Zhang Zucong clicked irritably, "Forget it, trash."

Zhang Zucong turned his chair and looked at the busy traffic below, took out his mobile phone and looked up Bai Jinyi's number, hesitating for a long time before broadcasting it.

He was afraid that when he heard Bai Jinyi's voice, he couldn't help but want to see him.

restraint.

restraint!

Zhang Zucong took a deep breath and dialed Bai Jinyi's number.

The phone was picked up when it rang for the second time, and Bai Jinyi's faint voice came the next second.

"Hello."

Zhang Zucong turned his pen and said, "It's me, Zhang Zucong."

The other party was silent for a long time, so long that Zhang Zucong couldn't help but take off the phone to confirm that he hadn't hung up yet: "You didn't know when you came to me before, what's the matter?"

Bai Jinyi leaned against the fence of the balcony, with unclear emotions in his eyes, he tapped lightly on the iron railing, and said, "I thought about it, and I don't think I can act or learn, so You should find someone else."

"You hit Fang Cheng because of me?" Zhang Zucong asked.

Bai Jin didn't say a word, as if he was tacitly acquiescing.

Zhang Zucong's chest was hurting, but even so, he was unwilling to push Bai Jinyi away, and said, "Let's meet and talk."

After Zhang Zucong finished speaking, he quickly hung up the phone, as if he was afraid that Bai Jin would refuse.

After reacting, Zhang Zucong smiled wryly, stood up and planned to pick up Bai Jinyi, but paused for Assistant Lin to pick it up, while he went to change into a spare suit.

Bai Jinyi wasn't annoyed, instead he curled the corner of his mouth successfully.

He had already guessed that Zhang Zucong would not agree, because this kind of person would not allow anyone to come in and out of his territory no matter what the reason was.

It's not that Bai Jinyi really doesn't want to do it, even if Zhang Zucong mistook himself for his dead lover, he doesn't care, after all, he still has to rely on Zhang Zucong to figure out his true identity.

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