Paranoid boyfriend doesn't want to heal

With this expression of seeing a ghost again, Xin Tang suddenly lost his appetite, put down the spoon, and before he had time to say anything, the middle-aged woman spoke first: "I'm sorry, Mr. Xiao, I didn't expect you to sit here, my It was a little overreacted."

"Isn't it because I look too scary?"

"How come? Mr. Xiao, you look much more handsome than those stars on TV."

The expression of the middle-aged woman seemed very sincere, and it was really scary to face a face when she was not prepared to open the door. Xin Tang reluctantly accepted her words.

"Is this your first time here?"

"No, I've been here to take care of you and your husband for several years. I heard from my husband that you lost your memory. My surname is Huang. If you don't mind my husband, just call me Aunt Huang as before."

"Aunt Huang."

"Hey." Aunt Huang responded naturally, while bending down to clean up the things that fell on the ground just now.

After a pause, Xin Tang asked, "Can you tell me about my past?"

"I only came here at noon before. I only know that you and your husband have a very good relationship. You will chat with me at noon, and most of what you talk about is trivial matters related to your husband."

"Is that so..."

"Mr. Xiao, you should have breakfast first. It's cold. If you don't eat, it will be cold."

Xin Tang was indeed not full, so he continued his interrupted breakfast with an "oh".

Not long after, Aunt Huang came out with a dozen papers, "Sir, I saw it in the kitchen, do you still need it?"

Xin Tang glanced at it. It was the discarded document he wrote down the recipe yesterday. He couldn't see the knife, so he probably wouldn't need it in the future, but after thinking about it, he said, "If you want it, give it to me."

"it is good."

Xin Tang put the document aside, flipped through it twice while eating, and realized something was wrong after flipping through it. This is a commercial authorization contract, and Ying Huan's name is signed at the end, but no matter how you look at it, it is not Can an employee who is squeezed out by the boss be eligible to sign a contract?

He narrowed his eyes slightly, and carefully recalled the scene of Ying Huan's meeting yesterday. It seemed that Ying Huan hadn't spoken much, and spent most of his time listening to other people's reports.

It seems... Ying Huan is the boss?

Xin Tang clenched her teeth in anger, "Ying Huan! You're really good at it!"

"Sir, what's the matter with you?"

Aunt Huang in the kitchen vaguely heard Xin Tang's voice, and asked with her head out.

"Nothing, I was talking to myself."

In less than 2 minutes after saying this, Xin Tang became more and more angry as he thought about it, and ran to the door of the kitchen. Thinking that Aunt Huang was still holding a knife, she stopped at the door in time and turned her back to the kitchen: "Aunt Huang, I want to ask you something. .”

"Hey, tell me."

"What kind of person do you think Ying Huan is?"

Aunt Huang's chopping hand paused for a moment, and the "thump" sound of the kitchen knife chopping on the cutting board was very obvious after a moment's pause.

But soon, the sound of chopping vegetables sounded again. Xin Tang couldn't see Aunt Huang's expression, but felt that her voice sounded the same as before: "I don't have much contact with my husband, most of the things It's all from you."

"Then tell me, what I told you before."

"Oh, it's all trivial things. I'm old, so I don't remember clearly."

"Don't you remember anything?"

Xin Tang was a little puzzled. Aunt Huang looked about 50 or [-] years old, so she didn't look like she had no memory at all.

"This... hiss!"

Just at the beginning, Aunt Huang suddenly called out.

"Aunt Huang, what's wrong with you?" Xin Tang asked anxiously, not daring to turn his head.

"It's nothing, I just accidentally cut my hand."

Xin Tang blamed himself a bit: "Then you should come out and deal with it first, blame me, I shouldn't have talked to you while you were chopping vegetables."

"I don't blame you, Mister." Aunt Huang walked out holding her bleeding finger, and comforted her, "It was my own carelessness."

"Do you know where the medicine cabinet is?"

"knew."

Aunt Huang skillfully found the medicine box from the shelf next to the TV, cleaned the wound a few times and wrapped it with gauze.

Xin Tang suddenly felt a little strange, "Aunt Huang, have you studied nursing? I feel that you are very professional in handling wounds."

There was a flash of panic in Aunt Huang's eyes, she raised her head and smiled kindly at Xin Tang, "I haven't learned it, I just had training before, and I have taken care of children before, and I was often injured, so my hands gradually became familiar. "

"That's right."

Xin Tang frowned, still feeling that something was wrong, but he couldn't say exactly why, and in the end it could only be attributed to his being too sensitive.

After being interrupted like this, Xin Tang also forgot the previous doubts, and remembered that Aunt Huang's memory is not very good, and she doesn't quite remember what he said before.

It was getting late for lunch, Xin Tang wanted to ask Aunt Huang to stay for dinner, but Aunt Huang refused anyway, saying that her house lived nearby and her daughter-in-law had already prepared dinner and was waiting for her to go back.

Xin Tang couldn't say anything more, and sent Aunt Huang to the door.

"It's windy outside, Mr. Xiao, you are not in good health, so don't send it off."

"Then I won't send you out."

"Ah."

Aunt Huang lowered her head, carrying two bags of garbage, only opened the door for one person to pass through, and got out along the gap.

Her speed was very fast, as if she had done this countless times, Xin Tang could only see a rudimentary form of ice and snow through the crack of the door, and the door had already been closed.

It was very windy and snowy outside, especially at the door. I could hear the whirring of the wind. I don't know if it was an illusion. The moment the door closed, Xin Tang seemed to hear a very soft voice: "I'm sorry."

Thinking of Aunt Huang's back with her head lowered towards him, which almost melted into the wind and snow, Xin Tang frowned and shook her head, thinking that Aunt Huang had nothing to be sorry for him, it should just be that he misheard the sound of the wind.

Xin Tang ate breakfast late and was not very hungry now, but still ate some lunch while it was hot. I have to say that Aunt Huang's craftsmanship is really good. Xin Tang originally planned to eat two bites to cope, but in the end he ate Go down with a whole bowl of rice.

In the long afternoon, Xin Tang finished the half of the novel that he hadn't read in the morning, and carefully read the photos hanging at home from beginning to end.

After looking carefully this time, Xin Tang suddenly realized that the photos here do not have Ying Huan's high school days.

There are no less than five photos of him in high school, how come there is not a single photo of Ying Huan in high school?

Xin Tang felt a little strange, and it was the same in the dream he had last night. He couldn't see Ying Huan's face clearly in high school.

I still remember that when he just woke up, he asked Ying Huan why he didn't have a mirror. How did Ying Huan answer that he came?

—I don't like looking in the mirror.

Doesn't like looking in the mirror, and doesn't keep photos from high school, Ying Huan doesn't seem to like his face?

Why?Ying Huan is obviously so good-looking.

It's a pity that this question is destined to not be answered in the short term. Ying Huan made it clear that he doesn't want to talk about it, so he will use the matter of going to bed to block his mouth.

Well, if one day he sleeps with Ying Huan, the first thing to do is to ask this question clearly!

Before 05:30 in the afternoon, Ying Huan came back.

Xin Tang was still watching TV, but when he heard the sound of the door opening, he ran to the door and waited.

Come back so early!Ying Huan is definitely the so-called boss!

"Why did you come back so early? Won't your boss be angry?"

Xin Tang was still thinking about getting Ying Huan to confess on his own initiative, and deliberately hinted at him in this way.

Ying Huan, however, didn't seem to notice anything, deliberately put the coat on Xin Tang's head, saw him angrily pulling off the clothes, and said with a smile: "Isn't there still Tangtang?"

"That's right, your boss likes me so much, when you get fired, I'll dump you and go with your boss!"

"Dumped me?" Ying Huan still smiled, but the smile looked a little cold, "Do you think you can get rid of me? Didn't you see the love letter you wrote to me?"

He paused for a moment, then slowly read out the love poem that Xin Tang wrote to him: "As long as I am alive, I will hide you forever."

Ying Huan's hand had already supported Xin Tang's thigh at some point. Before Xin Tang could react, he suddenly lifted Xin Tang's leg and pressed forward, pressing Xin Tang who was standing on one leg on the ground. up the wall.

His hand went down Xin Tang's calf and grabbed Xin Tang's ankle.

"The shackles are my love."

His speaking speed was very slow, with a kind of ambiguity in which his voice was deliberately lowered, as if he was full of enthusiasm for the words before he spit them out.

For a moment, Xin Tang really thought he was locked by Ying Huan.

Xin Tang suddenly became flustered, and suddenly forgot that he was the one who had reasoned, and stammered: "I, why did I say that, don't you know?"

"I don't know, Tangtang, you are smart, can you remind me?"

"It's about the boss! You've been talking nonsense to me all day long!"

"What the hell am I talking about?"

Xin Tang was amazed at Ying Huan's thick skin, "You still pretend! I know it all!"

"I really don't know," Ying Huan said with an innocent look on his face, "Why don't you come and tell me, Tangtang, which of my words is nonsense? Is it 'the boss likes you very much' or 'the boss wants to fuck|you '?"

Xin Tang gritted his teeth, and finally had no choice but to take the initiative to clarify the matter: "Aren't you the boss?"

"That's right," Ying Huan lowered his head, and got very close to Xin Tang, pressing Xin Tang's leg hurts, "I just like you, and I just miss you."

Xin Tang: "..."

"Forget it! I can't say no to you! Let go of your hands quickly! My leg is about to break."

"No, Tangtang won't forget, right? What did we agree on last night?"

Xin Tang... Xin Tang really did not forget!

That was the first time he took the initiative and was rejected!I really can't forget it.

"Kiss if you want..."

Xin Tang originally wanted Ying Huan to let go of his legs before kissing him, but Ying Huan didn't expect Ying Huan to kiss him directly without waiting for him to finish speaking. Stir | Suck | Suck, as hard as if you want to tear him apart.

In fact, Ying Huan really thought so in his heart, the one in front of him was his Tangtang...