When I woke up, I lost my memory

The air was quiet for a moment, Wu Yunyi stood up from the chair, pulled open the curtain and walked out.

With a "pop", the lights turned on, and Que Yun subconsciously closed his eyes.

Haven't figured out what's going on at all.

After a while, the waiter brought the clothes, Que Yun changed and returned to the bedroom, but Wu Yunyi was not there.

Thinking that he might be working, Que Yun went to bed first.

He took more time than usual to fall asleep, and his sleep was fitful, waking up with no one around and a soft light illuminating the room.

"Wu Yunyi." He called.

"Sir." The waiter sat on a chair not far away: "Why are you awake?"

"What about others?"

"Mister is out, let me take care of you."

"Going out?" Que Yun raised his hand to press his forehead: "What time is it?"

"Three in the morning."

Where can I go at three o'clock in the morning.

What a mess, and ran away from home like a child.He didn't remember anything and was told, which made him even more unhappy.

He went back to sleep angrily, and Wu Yunyi was still not there when he woke up the next day.

"Sir is out," said the butler.

"Where have you been?"

"We don't know too well, sir only asks us to take good care of him."

"When did you leave?"

"Last night, about eleven o'clock."

Isn't that right after leaving the bathroom?

"Has this happened before?" Que Yun touched his earlobe: "It's the situation where he went out in the middle of the night and didn't come back the next day."

"No." The butler shook his head.

He asked about Ah Qiu again, and the housekeeper said that she had resigned because of something, which was obviously a lie.

Unable to know what happened, Que Yun's chest was stuffy throughout the day, and Wu Yunyi still didn't come back.

In the past half a month, he has gotten used to sleeping with other people on the same pillow, and it is really uncomfortable for him to feel empty for a while.

Someone brought a big doll, and Que Yun hugged it and fell on the bed.

It is said that this doll was also bought by Wu Yunyi.

Even though the cute leopard looked nothing like that handsome man, Que Yun couldn't help but pinch the sides of its face.

"You said you, why did you leave suddenly without saying anything, do you know that I will suffer from insomnia by myself?" He talked to the doll angrily before falling asleep in a daze.

On the third day, Wu Yunyi was still not there.Que Yun was the only one in the huge house.

After he practiced the piano, he walked around the room just like when he was a child.The study room was originally owned by his father, and he rarely came in. Wu Yunyi was there, and he felt that it was not easy to disturb him, but this time he had seen enough.

There are many foreign books in the bookshelf.

Sitting on the chair behind the desk, Que Yun looked around, picked up a book on the corner of the desk, and looked at the title, it was the German version of Shakespeare's four tragedies.

The German he had learned while studying was still in his head, and it was not damaged by amnesia, so Que Yun casually flipped through a few pages.

Suddenly, something fell out of the page and fell to the ground.

Putting the book back on the table, Que Yun bent down and picked it up.

A thin piece of paper is a photo, perhaps taken in the early years, the color has faded to yellow.The plastic packaging is very new, as if it was put on after many years of shooting.

The photo shows a cramped room with two people.The boy was playing the upright piano against the wall, and the woman was leaning on the sofa, looking at the boy with a smile.

The woman has blond hair as bright as a wheat field, fair skin, regular facial features, and a bright smile, like a beauty drawn by a romantic painter.

The boy has black hair, a young face, and a paper birthday crown on his head, smiling slightly at the camera.The two looked very happy.

He didn't know who the woman was, but Que Yun recognized at a glance that the boy in the photo was Yun Jing.

Although they are brothers, why did Wu Yunyi put Yun Jing's photo in the book?

Que Yun frowned, and turned the photo over casually. On the white back was written: Yun Yi, 8th birthday.

"—" Que Yun's head hummed softly.

He flipped through the photo again, looking at the boy above.

Yunyi?Wu Yunyi?But isn't this... isn't this Yun Jing?

The brain works slowly and quickly.

... Yun Jing said that he stopped playing the piano a long time ago, Yun Jing said that someone played better than him, Yun Jing said that he stopped playing the piano because of that person.

On the day when I met "Yun Jing" when I was a child, a grand banquet was held in the Yun House, but "Yun Jing" was alone in the warehouse, playing his own tune.

At this moment, the brain froze.

All the mysteries seem to be solved, and the very beginning of the story is a misidentification.

He mistook people in the dark.

Who would have known that two half-brothers would look so alike when they were young.

All of this started from his mistaken recognition.

Whether it is the arrangement of fate, it is the stage he is destined to be on, a stage full of sorrow and joy.

Que Yun got up with the photo, hurried back to the room, and found the phone.

He dialed Wu Yunyi's number, but no one answered, only a voice message.

"Hi, I'm Wu Yunyi, I'm not here now—"

"...Do you remember, right? You know it all, right?" Que Yun's voice was dry, and he said after a while, "Liar."

He put down the phone, took a coat, and took the elevator downstairs.

The bodyguard followed him and asked him what he was going to do, but Que Yun didn't say a word.

The butler stopped him: "Sir, where are you going?"

"Where is he?" Que Yun paused, "Where is Wu Yunyi?"

"Mister really didn't say anything. We don't know either." said the housekeeper.

A figure came in from behind, Nangong Nian came every three days.

Que Yun strode towards Nangong Nian: "Where is Wu Yunyi?"

Behind Que Yun, the housekeeper winked at Nangong Nian.

"At least let me know what happened?" Nangong Nian saw him rushing out the door, and wanted to reach out to take his coat.

"Tell me first where Wu Yunyi is?" Que Yun didn't move.

"He went to London." Nangong read back.

"Then I'll tell you on the way to London." Que Yun said firmly, and walked out the door.

"Sir—" Nan Gongnian raised his hand when the butler was about to step forward.

"Prepare a car, don't tell Mr. Wu, I will take responsibility for any accident." Nangong nodded to the butler, and hurriedly followed out.

The housekeeper had no choice but to call bodyguards to accompany them.

As the car drove out of the mansion, Que Yun propped his face and looked out the window without saying a word.

"What happened?" Nangong asked.

"Stop pretending." Que Yun frowned, took out a photo from his pocket, and handed it to her: "Look at the reverse side."

Nangong took it over and looked at it.Under "Yun Jing's eighth birthday", "Nan Gong She" was also written.

"It was my father who took this photo. He is Wu Ya's attending doctor." Nangong Nian smiled and handed the photo back: "You just realized that it was too late."