When I woke up, I lost my memory

The two looked at each other, Wu Yunyi first looked away.

Wu Yunyi was very defensive, even heavier than him.

Que Yun didn't speak any more, feeling a little lost in his heart.

The man beside him looked out the window, and the back seat was quiet for a long time. When it was so long that Que Yun could not help but yawn, he listened to him speak slowly.

"My mother met Yun Yu when she was traveling here, and he was not the head of the Yun family at that time. No one supported the two of them being together. My mother broke ties with the family in order to stay here. But Yun Yu finally abandoned She married someone arranged by the family."

"After the two broke up, my mother found out that she was pregnant. Her body was already weak. When I was eight years old, she died of illness. I was sent to an orphanage. Yun Yu didn't know about my existence until long after. , took me to the Yun family. After I stayed in the Yun family for a while, people from my mother's family found me, said that I was the first heir, and took me away from here, that's all. "

After he finished speaking, there was silence again.

Que Yun couldn't imagine what Wu Yunyi had experienced, so he wrote a few words lightly, but described an incomparably long time.

He lost his mother at the age of eight and lived in an orphanage. The Yun family valued blood, so no one must have treated him favorably. That's why he gave the Yun family the rating of "following power and ungrateful for profit".

"...Thank you." Que Yun said abruptly.

Wu Yunyi turned to him, frowning slightly, but he couldn't see much emotion.

"Thank you for trusting me, thank you for telling me this, thank you for taking me in." Que Yun clenched his hands tightly: "So if there is anything I can do, just tell me, for example... I go out to work to earn money to support myself?"

"Go out to work?" Wu Yunyi raised his eyebrows: "What do you want to do?"

Que Yun: "..."

He just thought that he was going out to make money, but he was suddenly asked what he wanted to do, which was really unexpected.

In the past, he made most of his money by performing, and occasions such as weddings and bars often required a cellist.

With regular clients, he started to teach again through layers of relationships, held small concerts, and earned 200 million before he knew it.

However, where the 200 million yuan went is still a mystery, and it is not known that Wu Yunyi is clear about this matter.

"Arranging documents and the like?" Que Yun asked, "Aren't you running a company, are you short of manpower?"

When he interrupted like this, all the remaining sadness just now disappeared.

Wu Yunyi laughed: "How is your piano practice?"

"pretty good."

"Return to performance level?"

How do you feel that he does not open which pot and which pot he lifts.

"...That's not yet." Que Yun flattened his lips, "Aren't we talking about work?"

"Don't you want to be a cellist?" Wu Yunyi asked, "Why should you consider other things?"

Que Yun: "..."

That's true, but he continues to live in the house that already belongs to him, and he is responsible for food and clothing, as if he is his benefactor, and he doesn't want to do this.

Just as he was thinking, Wu Yunyi took out a card from his pocket.

"I can't even get out the door, and I don't need it at all."

Having said that, Wu Yunyi finally understood what Que Yun wanted to express.

"I'm going to London next week."

"Take me with you." Que Yun blurted out.

As soon as the voice fell, he realized that he was wrong. He was going to run away, so why did he divert to London now!

Sometimes the body responds faster than the brain, which is not a good feeling.

"It depends on your recovery." He said and gave him the card.

"Okay..." After realizing that his freedom was all in this person's thought, he had nothing to say except to say yes.

For dinner, the two went to Samsung's sky restaurant, and then boarded the cruise ship,

Que Yun leaned against the cruise ship and looked at the night view of the city. Wu Yunyi brought him a coat and put it on. In the eyes of others, he looked like a couple.

"Thank you." Que Yun smiled, and continued to look at the bright lights on the other side.

There seems to be some change in thinking, maybe after listening to Wu Yunyi's story, he changed his thinking angle.

At first, he proposed to Wu Yunyi, and at that time he had already made a choice: the choice to be with Wu Yunyi, and the choice to give up the cello.

Now he regrets the second choice and picks up the cello again, no problem so far.

But the first choice involved other people, does he have the right to regret it?The former him was also himself, how could a different self abandon responsibility and walk away?How much harm would it do to Wu Yunyi?

Que Yun was more troubled than yesterday.

Would it be the right choice for him to just run away?

After hesitating for a moment, he threw the thought away, he didn't want to think about it so much at the moment.

After returning home, Wu Yunyi went to the study to do some work, while Que Yun went to rest in the room.

Nangong tested Que Yun's condition, and the scale showed that everything was fine.

Ah Qiu came to take care of him.

"Sir, you seem to be in a good mood. Is there anything happy about it?" She folded her clothes.

"Some." Que Yun hummed and took off one ear clip.

"Where did you and your husband go today?"

"The Yun family, then go to have dinner." Que Yun said with a smile, "I haven't seen the night view of this city for a long time."

"The Yun family..." Ah Qiu seemed to have no intention of saying: "Speaking of which, you told me before, sir, that you liked the head of the Yun family."

Que Yun's hand paused.

Except for Wu Yunyi who somehow knew about it, he only told Nangong Nian.

How could Ah Qiu know?

"Sir, you went to Yun's house today, did the owner of Yun's family say anything to you?" A Qiu asked again.

"What?" Que Yun looked down at her.

"It's nothing, I'm just asking." Ah Qiu shook his head.

Que Yun looked away and didn't ask Ah Qiu where he heard it from.Even if Ah Qiu answered him, it might not be the real answer.

A Qiu has a heart for Wu Yunyi, if he loves Wu Yunyi, why would he keep A Qiu by his side.

But in those few moments, he felt that the warmth in his heart was real.How sick was the past self, and how many things did the present self not understand?

The person who replaced the shift happened to arrive, and Ah Qiu left the room.Came to the corridor, thought about going downstairs.

She reached the door of Wu Yunyi's study and knocked on the door.

"Please come in." Wu Yunyi's voice came.

Ah Qiu opened the door and walked in, seeing the man sitting behind the table, looking at the document in his hand, frowning slightly.

She stood there without speaking.

After a few seconds, Wu Yunyi looked up at her.

After a moment of silence, Wu Yunyi got up and strode out the door: "What's wrong with him?"

"No, sir." Ah Qiu hurriedly chased after him, "I have something to tell you."

Wu Yunyi let go of the doorknob, his nervous expression relaxed.

He glanced at Ah Qiu, turned around and walked to the sofa, motioning for Ah Qiu to sit down.