Morbid domestication

what to do?Want to tell the truth?

But I really dare not, I have a premonition, if Feng Jue knows that I went up to the third floor, the consequences will be unbearable for me.

My mind was spinning rapidly, trying to find a reasonable explanation, but Feng Jue didn't give me time to think of the next one.

"Xiaoyi." Feng Jue's voice raised slightly.

"Sir, I'm sorry, I lied to you." I swallowed unconsciously, "I entered your study without authorization, I, I just wanted to find a book to read, but I was afraid that you would be unhappy, so... I lied."

"I'm sorry sir, I was wrong, you must not be angry."

I held the phone tightly, anxiously waiting for Feng Jue's response, as if waiting for the final verdict.

One second, two seconds, three seconds...

I was so nervous that my forehead was about to sweat, and only then did I hear Feng Jue speak, his voice seemed to be warmed up again, just like what I usually hear, gentle with the arrogance of a superior.

"There's nothing you can't go to in the study." Feng Jue said slowly.

I was instantly relieved, did Feng Jue believe my words?Then I heard Feng Jue change the subject.

"But Xiaoyi, I don't like you lying."

I immediately apologized: "I'm sorry sir, I won't do it in the future."

After I finished speaking, I was afraid that the other party would ask something, so I hurriedly said, "Sir, can I record a video of me playing the piano for you later?"

After a while, Feng Jue replied in a low voice: "Okay."

After I hung up the phone, I still had lingering fears. Even though Feng Jue was my lover, I would unconsciously be afraid when his attitude cooled down.

I carefully put the phone back into my pocket, and let out a long breath. My palms were still aching because of the force I had just done. I walked quickly to the door, and couldn't help but scan the room for the last time before closing the door.

When I first came in, I was completely attracted by the display screen on the half wall, and I didn’t look at the surrounding things too carefully, and because I only rely on the not too bright light of the display screen, most of the furniture is hidden in the dark, and I can see it vaguely. It's not clear.

Wait, what is that?

My eyes stayed on the side wall, there should be a furniture similar to a desk, but this is not the point, the point is the wall that the desk is leaning against, it is covered by a piece of cloth from top to bottom, although I see Unclear, but still aware of something under the cloth.

It seems to be deliberately covering up, and it seems to be deliberately collecting and protecting something.

what is it then?

My curiosity was suddenly aroused, I knew that I should go downstairs immediately, but I just couldn't help but want to find out.

I walked over in a strange way, and when I got closer, I realized that the cloth was dark red, the color like blood. I pinched a corner of the cloth and carefully pulled it apart.

The light was still too dim, I only saw something stuck on it, but I couldn't see what it was, so I had to take out the phone again, turn on the flashlight, and then opened the piece a lot.

The bright white and dazzling light of the mobile phone shone on the wall, and the reflected light forced me to close my eyes. When I opened my eyes again and saw what was on the wall, I was stunned.

Is this... a picture frame?

It is not uncommon to have a picture frame on the wall, but when I saw the content of the picture clearly, my breath couldn't help but stop for a moment.

The protagonist in the photo is me.

It is me in various states on different occasions, with standing and sitting postures, smiling and calm expressions, some of me alone, and more of me standing in the crowd.

But this is not normal, this is so abnormal!

It is not surprising that Feng Jue has my photos, but what is strange is that many of these photos were taken under abnormal circumstances.

And in the photo, I look completely unaware.

If there is only one photo, it can be understood as a snapshot, but every photo is like this, and the angle is particularly tricky, deliberately avoiding my field of vision, more like...

candid?

This thought made my hair stand on end, why did Feng Jue secretly take pictures of me?Aren't we lovers?

Before I had time to think about it, my hand had already tore off the whole piece of red cloth used to cover it.

A whole wall of photo frames is exposed in front of my eyes!

Those photo frames are crowded and hung all over the wall. At a glance, there are hundreds of them, big and small, with different styles and styles, but all of them are made of exquisite materials.

My breathing faltered for a moment.

I couldn't even feel the hand holding the mobile phone's light shaking. I calmed down my just-shocked mood a little bit. After a while, I turned my gaze back to the wall again, and my eyes quickly and carefully discerned the contents of the photo.

Most of the occasions in the photos are places where we look very business together. In some cases, I am bending over to get out of a car; This photo is the same as the one I saw in Feng Jue's study room - I was standing at a reception, surrounded by several people, talking and laughing happily.

This is me before amnesia.

I followed the order from left to right, looking at one photo frame after another, and finally my eyes stopped on the lower photo frame in the middle of the photo wall.

I stared fixedly at the photo in the frame, my eyes almost burned a hole in that photo.

In the photo, I am wearing a dark gray suit, standing on the stage, and there is a stand piled with flowers in front of me. There is a line of writing on the background.

—— EM Group signing ceremony and brand press conference.

EM Group....

My brain seemed to be punched hard by someone, it was buzzing, and Ren Yan's words suddenly sounded in my ears.

"...EM Group"

"...the one doing commercial real estate"

"...the owner's surname is Xu"

"...What a coincidence, I have the same surname as Mr. Xu!"

...

Surname Xu!Surname Xu! The person in charge of EM Group is surnamed Xu!

I could hardly stand up, and my whole body was like falling into an ice cave. I still stared at the photo in disbelief, as if a twelfth-level storm had blown up in my heart, almost destroying the rationality in my brain.

So I was President Xu of EM Group before I lost my memory?

Then why did Feng Jue lie to me that I was a freelance painter?

If I were Mr. Xu of EM Group, why would I be here now?

So Feng Jue... lied to me?

no no!impossible!I subconsciously deny it in my heart, Feng Jue and I are lovers, he loves me so much, he can't lie to me, it doesn't make sense, he has no reason to lie to me...

Feng Jue won't lie to me!

Suddenly there was a burst of pain in my head, and the severe pain made me almost cry out. I supported the table with one hand and pressed my forehead tightly with the other. I couldn't help panting heavily, as if A dying fish thrown onto the shore.

The brain seemed to be split into two consciousnesses in an instant, one of which I was desperately saying was impossible, there must be some misunderstanding, you clearly love each other;

The other me was asking cruelly: Didn't you already have doubts?If you had no doubts, why did you ask Ren Yan about the EM Group?If you were a painter before, why can't you even draw a painting that you can draw?

The previous one I immediately retorted: I just forgot!I just forgot, I will remember!I have already remembered the memories of me and Feng Jue being together before, so I will definitely remember!

In an instant, those deliberately hidden memories rushed to the fore.

Feng Jue never let me go out of the villa, Uncle Zhang watched me all the time, the astonishment in Feng Jue's eyes when he saw me allergic to seafood, the abnormal reaction of Feng Jue's younger brother Feng Chen when he saw me...

All of this has a reasonable explanation.

I raised my head and stared blankly at the pictures all over the wall.