Gaining A Husband After a Memory Loss

Lying on the simple bed, Shang Jing's eyes lit up when he saw the text message.

Big package!

Could it be the piano he shipped back from America!

Shang Jing, who was distressed that he didn't have a piano to practice with, sat up from the bed stiffly, this must be true!

He was not asked to send money, there was no unknown link, there was no unsubscribe reply T to screen IQ, and he simply asked him to go to the customs to pick up the package!Will the customs still lie to him?

Just as Shang Jing was about to go out, he pulled the door open, and the iron door slammed, half of it tilted.

He had no choice but to hold on to the iron door and call the landlord uncle to ask someone to repair it.

The landlord came up with a toolbox. He was a carpenter when he was young, and he could repair most of the appliances in the house by himself.

"Xiao Shang, help hold the door."

When the landlord finished repairing the door slowly, Shang Jing's palms were covered with rust. The landlord also said to repair the windows for him so that the wind would not come in through the cracks at night.

"Your quilt doesn't keep warm at first glance, you have to turn on the air conditioner at night."

The landlord lived alone, repairing things up and down, and the business scene was worried, so he didn't go out, and worked as a laborer for the landlord all afternoon.

"Why do you have so little stuff?"

Shang Jing nonsense said: "It will be delivered by express delivery tomorrow."

Let's pick up the package tomorrow, and buy daily necessities today.

"Uncle, which market is the cheapest?"

The landlord pushed his reading glasses, "Did you run away from home?"

He looks like a rich man, buys a quilt and spends it sleeping on the bed, neither looking for a job nor contacting anyone.

Shang Jing: "...that's right."

The landlord's eyes were piercing, and he felt that he would not live long. He said, "I have a broom downstairs, so you don't need to buy anything. Don't waste your money, and you won't be able to take it with you in the future."

Shang Jing went to the market mentioned by the landlord, first bought a kettle, toothbrush, quilt, cotton mop, etc., spent 200 yuan, and passed by a kitchen utensils store, Shang Jing hesitated between cooking by himself and going out to eat.

Eating out is expensive, but he can't cook.

Forget it, think about it in a few days.

After he went out, he entered an unbranded men's clothing store, took a look at the tag price, and slipped away before the shopping guide came.

It turns out that clothes are so expensive, at a glance they start at five or six hundred, and he plans to buy three sets inside and out, wouldn't it cost four to five thousand.

Shang Jing seriously considered the possibility of going to He Jiang's house to steal clothes.

The probability is zero.

He can step on the spot and go when He Jiang is not at home, but he can't avoid the security of the community.

Shang Jing walked back with his bag in his hand, not even taking the bus.

As he walks, he checks his financial situation. There are still six thousand seven in WeChat. If he can persist for a while, he still needs to find a job, rent a piano, and save tuition fees.

In addition to the savings, he was also in debt of [-] yuan, which was money owed to Zhuang Que.

I owe more to He Jiang.

He Jiang said before that they are the relationship between the landlord and the tenant, and he cooks and cleans the floor to pay the rent.

But for so long, Shang Jing has not done a single housework.

He is not He Jiang's wife, and he should pay the rent.

And He Jiang bought him a cloakroom of clothes, which added up to a huge sum of money.

Shang Jing had the cheek to think, he will not pay back these, anyway, he does not intend to ask for variety show remuneration, and give it all to He Jiang, as offset.

Variety shows were created by him under the influence of He Jiang. If he lost his status as He Jiang's wife, what qualifications would he have to receive a high price?

Shang Jing suddenly remembered that he had happily made a proposal for a variety show for couples and put it on He Jiang's desk.

The next day, He Jiang suspected that he went to the park to sell medicine without a license, so he mentioned that he had read the proposal.

In other words, He Jiang originally planned to pretend that he had never seen him before, because he was afraid that he would make money by doing illegal things, so he reluctantly agreed.

Some people were so embarrassed that they suffocated while walking, and Shang Jing had to sit on a long stone bench by the roadside to slow down.

Wanting to live together with shameless faces, calling He's father for no reason, demanding He Jiang's official announcement, going to variety shows, meeting parents, and holding a wedding...

This series of operations was like bowing down and digging a hole continuously. The soil on both sides piled up higher and higher, and finally fell down and buried him.

Before thinking about every link of advancing the relationship, He Jiang more or less expressed rejection.

Like not wanting to live together, like wanting to drive him away once, like discussing to postpone the wedding...

Shang Jing tried to sort out He Jiang's psychological process, probably:

Seeing that he was injured and taken in for a few days--he couldn't be driven away after he recovered, forget about finding a nanny--the nanny doesn't know anything, forget it, just don't be a demon--gradually figured out a way to deal with Xiao Zuo--Xiao Zuo It's cute after a long time.

He Jiang's bottom line was lowered step by step, corresponding to his ignorance and fearlessness.

Apparently, He Jiang didn't know that he really regarded him as her husband at the beginning, he simply thought that he was acting like a spoiled child.He Jiang didn't face up to this problem until his amnesia was exposed.

But it was too late to correct it at this time, and it was hard to get off when riding a tiger.

Shang Jing lowered his eyelashes and picked his nails in embarrassment. If he told He Jiangming that he had lost his memory in the hospital, He Jiang would mercilessly expose the illusion created by the diary.

What he thought he was clever in the past was all a big fool.

Shang Jing thought about their relationship three years ago. If they were in love, why did they break up?

There must be some irreconcilable contradiction.

He Jiang is an upright person and will not cheat.

He Dad and He Mom are very good people, and there will be no family resistance.

what else?

Shang Jing became depressed. Although he couldn't think of it, it must be because of a terrible reason, and he couldn't handle it again.

Before he can handle it well, he shouldn't pester He Jiang any more.

……

The people in He Jiang's studio were all waiting outside the customs office in S City, and He Jiang was waiting at the gate in a car that Shang Jing had never seen before.

Lin Lin went into the office and waited.

Cai Minmin stood guard at the intersection on the opposite side.

Xiaobei was wandering in a convenience store 50 meters away.

The owner of the convenience store gave Xiao Bei a grilled sausage, and asked understandingly, "Plain clothes? Is there someone wrapping and hiding drugs? Planning to arrest someone?"

Xiao Bei: "...Master, you think too much."

He Jiang was afraid that he would not be able to find a parking spot when he was chasing his wife, so he specially called He's father's driver and bodyguard to help.

At 01:30 he was guarding the door, and at 02:30 the business scene hadn't come yet.

He Jiang gradually became irritable. According to his understanding of the business scene, he couldn't wait to unpack the blind box without any money. Can he wait until the next day?

Could something be wrong?

He Jiang: "Give him a sales call."

The driver hurriedly turned on the hands-free dial with his mobile phone, and after two rings, the other party picked up.

The driver was the first to speak: "Hello, sir, Huayuan Road Building King is open, pay the deposit today, and enjoy a discount of [-] per square meter on top of [-]% off..."

A crisp voice sounded over there, with a slight apology, "I can't afford it."

The driver heaved a sigh of relief. If this didn't work out, the young master would be able to lift the roof off the car.

Listening to Shang Jing's voice, He Jiang felt angry and amused, so she restrained herself from snatching the phone.

He waited patiently until 03:30, but Shang Puppy was still missing, so he asked the bodyguard to continue calling Shang Jing.

"Hello, sir, the Jinhui Shopping Center on Jiefang Road has a grand opening. From the 11th to the 19th, you can get a discount of [-] if you spend over [-] yuan, and it's available for everyone."

Shang Jing: "Five minus two?!"

The bodyguard immediately looked at He Jiang, Mr. Shang seemed very interested, how about changing the location to a shopping mall?

He Jiang just wanted to agree, but thought that the shopping mall was crowded and inconvenient, so she shook her head.

Bodyguard: "Yes, you will get [-] shopping credits when you spend [-] yuan, and it will be issued in the form of [-] yuan in a single sheet, a total of [-]."

Routine!Let’s talk about a discount of [-] first, and when the customer is interested, he will change his words and say that he will get a [-] coupon.

Shang Jing said "Oh" and hung up the phone uninterestedly. There were forty five yuan tickets, which meant that he had to go forty times, and the bus fare for each trip was more than five yuan.

He has no money and cannot afford shopping malls.He would only consider stocking up if the supermarket was directly over [-] and got [-] discount.

In this world full of routines, it is still a state institution like customs.

In one afternoon, Shang Jing received five sales calls, four of which were from the building king. He asked the old landlord strangely: "Can't the house in our city be sold?"

Landlord old man: "Who said, you have to wait in line for lottery!"

"Oh." Shang Jing thought to himself, the sales are so hot, and the salesman is still working so hard, the KPI pressure is too great.

Landlord: "There are too many sales calls at the end of the year, so don't bother with him."

Shang Jing wanted to set up a white list, but thought that he had lost his memory now, in case he had something important to ask him.

As the sky was getting dark, He Jiang's studio finished work and returned empty-handed.

Xiaobei and Cai Minmin didn't dare to say a word, the boss's face was so dark that he looked like he was digging coal.

He Jiang was sure that Shang Jing was safe, but he was not as angry as he was at the beginning. His face was livid because of the sales calls he made to Shang Jing.

Strangers can talk to his wife, but he can't make a sound for fear of being recognized.

When I catch Shang Puppy, I don't want to make a few more phone calls...

He Jiang: "It's been hard work today, you guys go to bed early, Master Zhou, take me to the Liming Building."

A friend of He Jiang started a company in the Liming Building. Because of business needs, there are many telephones for sales promotion and a complete set of speech synthesis equipment.

The salesmen were all off work, and He Jiang occupied a [-]-square-meter studio by herself, picked up a phone, and dialed a series of numbers with the voice changer that "sweetens the voice".

It's getting dark, has Shang puppy eaten? Is there a place to sleep?

He Jiang: "Hello, sir, during the peak period of takeaway, the delivery business of the big platforms is busy. You can call this number to order food. During the business promotion period, each order only costs [-]:[-] and arrives in half an hour."

He Jiang's pure pronunciation has been processed by a voice changer and turned into a sweet and elegant urban female voice.

He held his breath to listen to the movement from Shang Jing's side, like the sound of tearing open the instant noodle bucket and making instant noodles.

His temples were throbbing, Shang Xiaogou couldn't be hiding in a train station to make instant noodles with free hot water, right?

Can this thing be eaten as a meal?

Shang Jing asked in surprise: "9.9, is it a delivery fee or a meal?"

He Jiang calmly said: "Braised chicken drumstick rice, fish-flavored shredded pork rice... only 9.9, no delivery fee."

The instant noodles in Shang Jing's hand suddenly tasted bad, and he licked his lips, "How long is your business promotion period?"

He Jiang sneered, why, still want to stay away for ten days and a half months?

He said, "Half a month."

Shang Jing: "Then I'll think about it."

He Jiang was persuasive: "You can place an order with the mini program now."

Shang Jing: "Sorry, I have something to eat tonight."

He Jiang slammed the words "Do you just eat instant noodles" back into her throat, hung up the phone, waited patiently for 10 minutes, and changed to a landline.

"This is the royal renting agency, and we can quickly check the house 24 hours a day, and check in on the same day..."

Shang Jing: "Thank you, thank you, I have rented the house..."

He Jiang: "Okay, please lock the doors and windows at night, I wish you a happy life."

He Jiang clenched the phone tightly, feeling relieved that Shang Jing hadn't turned into a stray puppy, and at the same time was itchy with anger at his rush to rent a house.

After confirming that he had food and shelter, He Jiang was half relieved. He stayed in the building until after ten o'clock that day, and it was about time to sleep in Shangjing. He finally made a harassing phone call to confirm his safety.

Shang Jing was staring at the phone in a daze, thinking in a daze, He Jiang was right, the information leakage is serious now.

These people actually knew that he had just returned to China and had a need for housing. As soon as he turned on the phone today, they bombarded him with buying and renting a house.

That night, Shang Jing struggled to fall asleep in his new home and had a dream.

He dreamed that he was participating in the sports meeting. During the entrance ceremony, the radio played in a loop with a sonorous tone: "What is coming to us now is the social death phalanx led by Shang Jing. In the past sixty days, he and Zhuang Que have cooperated closely. , working together to create one after another social death miracles that have attracted worldwide attention..."

He Jiang sat on the rostrum, looking down with a half-smile.

Shang Jing woke up on the spot.

He picked up his mobile phone and saw that at 09:30, he took almost two bus and subway trips and could reach the customs at [-]:[-].

9:40am.

Shang Jing appeared at the customs gate wearing a big mask.

A person in uniform asked Shang Jing, "What are you here for?"

Shangjing: "Customs clearance..."

The staff took out the electronic equipment: "Report the last four digits of the mobile phone number."

Business scene: "7702."

Staff: "Two packages from the United States, right? Please come with me."

Shang Jing was taken to a logistics point outside, and saw a box nailed together tightly, which looked like a piano in size, and a bag of items half a person's height, like clothes.The postage slip posted on it was indeed his.

Shang Jing pressed the bag of clothes, thinking it was really good, he didn't need to spend money and sneak into He Jiang's house.Fortunately, the customs were slow. If the customs clearance was completed before the car accident, then these things had to be left in his last rental house and he couldn't remember anything.

He called a van and took the two items to the residence.

He Jiang drove and followed the van, all the way out of downtown S.

More than an hour later, the truck stopped under a dilapidated and old building.

Shang Jing borrowed a hammer from the landlord and rattled to unpack the wooden box of the piano.

He Jiang watched from a distance with restrained and deep eyes.

He has changed his mind.

A wrong start always leads to a ridiculous ending, and he can even imagine the scene of catching Shang Jing at the gate of the customs.

Shang Xiaogou would cry in panic and call him a big liar.

He has lied to Shang Jing too many times, this time he will figure it out by himself.

Of course, his patience is limited.