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Lin Tingxi's consciousness has not yet fully recovered, and he only feels that he is being carried home by a solid and strong arm.

Jiang Zewan made a phone call with their manager and took Lin Tingxi to leave early.

Sitting in the car, Lin Tingxi hooked Jiang Zewan's neck in silence, while Jiang Zewan supported his leg and patted him on the back.

After getting off the car, he hugged Lin Tingxi all the way from the downstairs of the community into the elevator, and didn't put him on the sofa until he got home.

Lin Tingxi refused to leave Jiang Zewan's warm embrace, tightly tugged on Jiang Zewan's sleeve, and said "don't go" almost stubbornly.

"Don't go." Jiang Zewan turned on the heater, unbuttoned a few of Lin Tingxi's suits, followed the strength of Lin Tingxi's hands, and lay down on the sofa with him, trapping him under him.

"Xiaowan." Lin Tingxi was held in his arms, smelled the familiar and reassuring smell, and felt a little calm in his heart. He raised his head and tried to open his eyes to look at Jiang Zewan, fearing that he would leave in the next second.

"Well, don't be afraid. Jiang Zewan pressed his forehead and said gently like coaxing a child.

Hearing these words, Lin Tingxi's tense emotions could no longer be contained.

Jiang Zewan kissed his tears away, the taste was salty, and he felt no better than Lin Tingxi: "My baby has been wronged."

Lin Tingxi broke down in tears.

Coming out of the restroom at the venue, Lin Tingxi was in a very bad state of mind.

His self-cognitive disorder suddenly got out of control. It was obvious that Jiang Zewan was by his side, but Lin Tingxi didn't seem to see him. He grabbed Jiang Zewan's sleeve and kept asking, "Where did my son go? Why didn't he disappear?" gone?"

"I didn't leave, I'm here, and I won't leave you." Jiang Zewan kept repeating this point to Lin Tingxi, but Lin Tingxi didn't believe it, and tried to push him away with great strength.

"Why did they hide my little night..."

"I'm not taken away, don't worry," Jiang Zewan's hand hurt from being grabbed, but he still remained calm and comforted Lin Tingxi patiently, "Look at me, I'm fine."

Lin Tingxi's fingertips trembled slightly, reaching out to Jiang Zewan, wanting to check if Jiang Zewan was all right.

Jiang Zewan held his cold hand, put it on his face, and then moved to the side of his heart: "No injury, really."

Lin Tingxi finally felt relieved, fell into his arms, and fell into a deep sleep.

Lin Tingxi's investigation behind Jiang Zewan's back gave him too much shock and pressure.

Then the late car accident was intentional.

It's too late if you hurt yourself.

The guilt in his heart was too much.

Zewan said that since the two are together, no matter what happens in the future, the two must be together, and don't hide from each other.

It was difficult to find the murderer behind the scenes, and what was even more difficult was that he dared not look into Zewan's eyes and say his real name.

If you think about those bad memories in the past, will you still be willing to be with yourself?

Delay and delay, some things will eventually be uncovered.

When Jiang Zewan pushed open the door, Lin Tingxi thought the relationship between them was about to end.

Ke Zewan just said to Lu Yingxin: "Whether his name is Lin Tingxi or Lu Cizao, he is my favorite person."

"It's too late, don't blame me, I want to tell you, but I'm afraid I'll hurt you again."

Lin Tingxi closed his eyes tightly, and painfully spoke out what was on his mind upside down. The time logic was chaotic, but Jiang Zewan understood everything.

"Why should I blame you? None of this is your fault." Jiang Zewan slowly rubbed his frowning brows, trying to smooth out the shallow wrinkles there.

"When did you remember it?" Lin Tingxi asked bravely.

"Last time at the bar," Jiang Zewan rubbed his nose, "I remembered it all at once."

At that time, after filming the ambiguous sex scene, the name suddenly came into his mind, which made Jiang Zewan feel very uncomfortable.

Jiang Zewan didn't want to believe that besides Lin Tingxi, he had done that with another person.

He didn't want to feel sorry for Lin Tingxi.

But his intuition told him that the connection between Lu Cizao and Lin Tingxi was not as simple as Lin Tingxi said before.

The photo flashed by.

Because the sunlight was too strong during the filming, the thin young man beside Jiang Zewan squinted his eyes.

The most important part of the facial features was not complete, and Jiang Zewan couldn't discern it thoroughly.

Five years ago, when they broke up.

Lin Tingxi was pressed hard by him on the sofa and couldn't move. Jiang Zewan called his name so angrily for the first time.

"Lu Cizao! What did I do wrong, can you tell me!"

At that time, Lin Tingxi didn't explain anything and was determined to break up with Jiang Zewan.

If you think that you can protect yourself, it will be too late.

What a fool.

Jiang Zewan only now understood Lin Tingxi's good intentions.

After leaving the set, Jiang Zewan endured a headache and went back to his hometown.

Sure enough, after knocking open the locked cabinet, he found the manuscript of the long-forgotten music.

Memories are picked up bit by bit.

The time spent together in this house, recorded the melody of a song, and the dusty furniture has quietly listened to the love poured out by the young people.

That string of emerald beads was indeed the last thing the person in the photo left for Lin Tingxi.

Before breaking up, Jiang Zewan obeyed his mother's instructions and gave Lin Tingxi the family's ancestral Buddhist beads, hoping that it would protect his beloved.

How could he forget, those eyes were so beautiful, and he tried his best to remember them.

So seriously like the person, agreed, I have to protect him.

Jiang Zewan, why are you willing to let him wait so long by himself.

Jiang Zewan didn't have any strength left and punched himself.

Overnight, Jiang Zewan lay on the bed in his hometown and remembered everything in the past.

Considering that some things have not yet come to light, the risk is too great, and Lin Tingxi has never talked about these old things, so he must not want to let himself know and hurt himself.

Not wanting to worry Lin Tingxi for the time being, Jiang Zewan accompanied Lin Tingxi to continue acting, pretending that he had not fully recovered his memory.On the other hand, he entrusted a trustworthy assistant to help him investigate the Lu Group.

Lin Tingxi was worried that Jiang Zewan would care about himself after plastic surgery.

Jiang Zewan was worried that Lin Tingxi would hate him for being full of shortcomings after amnesia.

In fact, no matter how many flaws there are in each other, their love for each other will not be reduced by half.

The room warmed up quickly, and Jiang Zewan stopped covering Lin Tingxi's hands, hugged Lin Tingxi, and took off his coat for him.

Lin Tingxi pressed against his chest, seeing Jiang Zewan's softly relaxed expression, still not sure in his heart.

"Will you hate me now?" Lin Tingxi asked him.

"I'll never hate you, even liking you is not enough." Jiang Zewan looked at him seriously and said.

"But I'm sick."

"That doesn't count, don't worry, you're very, very good, better than everyone else."

"You just need to be filming with peace of mind, and don't be affected by those scumbags." Jiang Zewan thought of what Lu Yingxin's family had done, and he wished so much, his tone was also a little fierce.

Lin Tingxi hugged him and rubbed his fluffy hair.

"Don't be angry at night, I'm fine."

"Ah."

"Zewan, please call me by my old name. He hasn't been mentioned for a long time." Lin Tingxi finally talked about everything with Zewan, feeling a lot more relaxed, and with a hint of coquettishness, he talked to Jiang Zewan. demanded.

Jiang Zewan took a deep breath and said the name.

"Goodbye."

"I love you."

Lin Tingxi accepted this belated confession, and smiled contentedly with tears.

"Wait until spring, let's go traveling together."

"it is good."

Jiang Zewan gently touched Lin Tingxi's neck, from top to bottom, feeling the extent of his Adam's apple sliding.

"Your voice?" he asked.

Lin Tingxi explained: "In order to make a good movie, I learned vocal cord imitation."

Jiang Zewan lowered her head, approached his fair and slender neck, closed her eyes and kissed him.

There was a warm touch from the sensitive skin, and Jiang Zewan's breath slowly spit out his throat, and Lin Tingxi's body couldn't help shivering.

He was a little nervous, put his hands on Jiang Zewan's arms, and wanted to push the person on him away.

"Now, can I speak in my original voice?" Jiang Zewan pressed down again, showing no intention of letting him go.

Lin Tingxi swallowed: "It's been too long, I'm not used to it."

Jiang Zewan didn't speak, opened his eyes, and licked with the tip of his tongue.

"Hmm..." Lin Tingxi raised his knee impatiently, and lightly touched Jiang Zewan's leg.

"It's late, don't bother me." Lin Tingxi looked at him pitifully.

"If you can't scream on the sofa, then go to bed." Jiang Zewan's eyes flickered slightly, his voice was serious, but his actions were full of hooliganism.