When I woke up, I lost my memory

Gretel seemed startled by Que Yun's smile, and put the teacup back on the cup and tray.

"What are you laughing at?" she snapped.

"...Of course I made fun of you." Que Yun put his hands in his pockets and clenched his fists tightly out of Gerrit's sight, his fingers almost stuck in his flesh.

This is Gerrit's territory, he can't seek help from others, even if Gerrit wants to do something to him, he may not be able to escape.

But he had to do something, because Ryan was still sleeping in the room.

"What's it like to fall in love with the child you wanted to kill?"

Hearing these provocative words, Grete's expression didn't fluctuate too much, but she slightly wrinkled her face which was already covered with lines.

"You dare to be cheeky, I didn't expect it either."

Since Ryan was born, Que Yun had never been here once.Later, when he found him in order to make him leave, the young man only had anger and fear towards her in his eyes.

But Que Yun was just like everyone else, weak and incompetent.Not even having the courage to tell the truth to someone close to her, saved her a lot of trouble.

Although Gretel hoped that Que Yun would do something more unpleasant publicly, so that she would have an aboveboard reason to deal with Que Yun.

"People will always grow." Que Yun forced a smile: "It doesn't matter how much you hate me, Ryan is not guilty."

Speaking of the past, Gretel has no regrets, she is simply not in the same world, far better than the intrigue he knows.

I'm afraid it's commonplace for people to disappear.

The old woman has been filled with falsehoods and voids, her loathing for herself is real, and her concern for Ryan is real.

Gretel pinched the teacup with fingers like firewood, and the huge ring seemed to be unable to hold it.

"The party is held here, you don't need to worry about it. But if you die, Ryan will inherit my inheritance." She stared at Que Yun: "Since you refused to leave and returned to London, then for Ryan, you Better go quickly—”

"Daddy?" The half-closed door was pushed open, and Ryan walked out.

Both Que Yun and Gretel were startled, Ryan rubbed his eyes and walked to Que Yun's side with a nasal voice.

"Daddy, are you talking about the party with your aunt..."

He opened his eyes, bright with doubt.

"Ah, of course." Gretel suddenly smiled, stretched out her hands to Ryan, and opened her arms: "I will hold the biggest party in the world, Ryan, and everyone will be jealous of you."

Ryan listened and shook his head: "Envy is not a good word. I don't want others to be jealous of me, and I won't be jealous of others. But thank you, aunt, Ryan is very happy."

As he spoke, he stepped forward and kissed Gretel on the face.

Que Yun lowered his gaze, seeing this hateful old woman showing an expression of incomparable happiness because of this kiss, it was actually a little sad.

With the recovery of memory, Que Yun also remembered.

Wu Yunyi mentioned that although everyone thinks that Gerrit has no children, everyone knows that it is not that Gerrit has no children, but that the child was stillborn.

The duke she married had wealth and status, but was weak and sick.Gretel was not strong when she was young. After losing her child, she fell in love with hunting on horseback.

Que Yun thought that at the time he was willing to accompany her, he must have had some pity for the old woman.

However, it may be redundant.

Ryan refused to stay for a long time, saying that the tutor was coming, and Gretel could only let the two go.

Que Yun had never heard of tutoring, and sometimes he didn't understand what children were thinking.But as a parent, there should be such moments.

When we got downstairs, Xue Shijia was about to leave.

"Brother Yun, can I have a car?" He asked with a smile.

Brother Yun is Xue Shijia's most commonly used address, which sounds familiar.Que Yun felt for a moment that it seemed as if the two were practicing together yesterday.

Lying in Que Yun's arms, Ryan looked at Xue Shijia warily.

"We're going home," he said.

"It doesn't matter, I can get off anywhere." Xue Shijia said to Ryan, "You played really well today. If I have a chance, I would like to listen to it."

Ryan was a child after all, and he let go of his guard after being praised.

Que Yun didn't mind if someone hitchhiked and sat in the back seat together, and it wasn't as embarrassing as imagined.The main reason is that he didn't pay attention to this, and he answered the conversation one after another.

Xue Shijia had a cheerful personality and talked a lot, Ryan was amused by it, and when he arrived at the apartment half an hour later, he was so tired that he was sleepy again.

Que Yun got out of the car with Ryan in his arms, and the bodyguard closed the car door.

"Why, Brother Yun, you're in a really low mood." Xue Shijia looked up at the apartment, then at Ryan who was sleeping soundly, and raised his head with his hands out of shape: "I know there's a good one nearby, don't you want a drink? "

This is the Xue Shijia who Que Yun is familiar with when he is not in a social state.

He stood still, while the people in front of him continued to grow.

He felt gratified, but when he thought of the blank time and lost memory, Que Yun's depressed mood came to his heart for a while.

"Where?" he asked, "Is it far away?"

Xue Shi bent his eyes: "It's just around the corner—"

As he spoke, his eyes wandered, Que Yun looked over, and Nangong Nianzheng got off the car.

Both she and Xue Shijia were stunned for a moment.

Que Yun remembered that the two had met and had dinner together.

"Ah," Xue Shijia raised his hand and greeted Nangong Nian, "I remember you are brother Yun's childhood sweetheart?"

Nangong Nian looked indifferent, ignored him, and looked at the sleeping Ryan: "Let me do it."

Xue Shijia pursed his lips, their relationship is still so good.

Que Yun: "...is it okay?"

From Nangong Nian's expression, he could tell that she knew he was going to drink.But is it the behavior of a father to drink without taking care of his children?

"Ah, anyway, you won't meet any more acquaintances here." Nangong Nian said, "I will take good care of Ryan."

Xue Shijia's eyes became even more dazed, Nangong Nian only glanced at him at this time, but then looked at Que Yun: "But it's best to finish drinking before your husband comes home."

In the chat records between Que Yun and Xue Shijia, there was no mention of their relationship, and Que Yun never thought that he would be with a man.

Your husband, Nan Gongnian's address to Wu Yunyi, although Que Yun didn't sound uncomfortable, his ears turned red with shyness and embarrassment.

No matter how you look at it, Nangong Nian did it on purpose, but why?

Hearing Nangong Nian's words, Xue Shijia's eyes stared like copper bells for a moment, and then his eyes darkened again.

It was exactly what Nangong Nian wanted.

After she left, Xue Shijia took Que Yun to the bar.

He walked briskly, as if he was in a good mood. As Xue Shijia said, the bar was just around the corner, but it was quite hidden.

During the day, the bar has closed the blackout curtains, and the unimaginable lights of the last century are lit everywhere, with a retro atmosphere.

And, a sense of familiarity.

"Like the one near the school." Que Yun blurted out.

The bar he used to go to when he was studying was almost the same as this one.

"That's right, this is the branch." Xue Shijia smiled, and opened the chair for Que Yun: "Two glasses of tequila."

Before Que Yun could refuse, he looked over: "Anyway, it's nearby, no problem, we haven't seen each other for so long, and brother Yun, you can still drink."

Que Yun can drink, but he won't fail after three rounds, but that's when he is in a good mood.

He's not in good shape right now.

Gretel's change of attitude still hurt him.

The terrible thing is not that there was no hope from the beginning, but that he was given great hope, but it was severely defeated.

The cruelty of human nature often makes people disgusted with the world.

After drinking a cup, Que Yun pressed his hand on the bar, his body tensed.

"Brother Yun, what's the matter?" Xue Shijia pushed out the empty glass with his fingers, signaling the bartender to have another round: "I'm not talking about you marrying a man, but I haven't heard that you have a child."

Que Yun's heart skipped a beat, but how could he lie about such a matter.

"And you are married to the Countess nephew, why is she still here?"

Que Yun can answer this question.

"She is our family doctor." He said a little guilty.

It was actually just his doctor.

"Oh, I said so. But..." Xue Shijia stuffed another glass of wine into Que Yun's hand, "It's really a pity."

"What?" Que Yun held the wine glass and turned to look at Xue Shijia.

A sudden idea flashed in his head.

Just because you forget some things doesn't mean you don't remember other things.

When Xue Shijia saw Nangong Nian when he was in school, he seemed to have said...that she was very good.

"Could it be that you are against Anian..." Que Yun was puzzled.

These two people probably haven't met a few times. Is Xue Shijia a person who looks at his face?

"Nangong Nian?" Xue Shijia seemed to squeeze a smile out of his body, smiling like a balloon with a small hole in it: "It's not her that I feel sorry for, and I have nothing to feel sorry for her."

Que Yun subconsciously put the wine to his lips, in order to get the refreshment to temporarily forget his troubles.

Xue Shijia looked at him with one side of his face: "Brother Yun, yes, your husband is very busy."

Que Yun: "..."

"Why, just drunk, so surprised? You didn't tell me yourself, on the phone, about a year ago? I was surprised when I said he couldn't see anyone. I asked you about the situation at home before, and you didn't agree with me. I said."

Que Yun: "..."

Just how busy Wu Yunyi is can be seen from the matter with Gretel.He actually didn't tell Wu Yunyi about Grete's manipulation, falling off the horse and giving birth prematurely.

He originally thought that he and Wu Yunyi had a good relationship, but it was unpredictable offline.

At least not all talk.

"And Brother Yun, you didn't wear a ring." Xue Shijia said, and took Que Yun's hand.

Que Yun's head speed was already decreasing.

The young student held his hand: "I wanted to say it before, Brother Yun, your hands are really pretty, unlike mine, although the span on the keyboard is very long, but they just don't look good."

Que Yun wanted to pull back his hand with a wry smile, but Xue Shijia had already pushed back his sleeve.

Not on purpose, but the scars on the wrists stand out like black streaks on a white ground.

After a moment of silence, Que Yun's body shook and he withdrew his hand forcefully.

The brain is clearer.

He pulled his sleeve with the other hand, looked at his watch again, and almost ran away with a sense of desperation, stepping off the high stool with one leg: "I think I should—"

Xue Shijia: "Are you suffering?"

He didn't make any noise, nor did he show any fuss, just asked eagerly.

Que Yun turned to him.

The genius junior looked at him fixedly: "Brother Yun, run away with me."

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