drunk tea

Meng He complacently said: "He likes mine."

"You are also amazing, you can start in talent high school."

"Zhou Chen is only 18, you are going to marry someone."

Yan Chi covered the shadows in his eyes, and said in a low voice, "A person like him will only harm others."

"That's right." Because of that female classmate, Pan Zhile hated Zhou Chen to the core. Although he was a little jealous, he felt sorry for that girl.

Meng He got up and waved his hands: "I'm leaving, my family is going to finish class."

After everyone in the office had gone out, Yan Chi put down his pen and looked at the calendar on the desk. On it, July [-]th was circled with a red pen.

Mu Cha removed the gauze, and the wound on his forehead had scabbed over, leaving a pink scar after the scab faded away, Xu Rong comforted him: "It's okay, it will disappear in a short time, mom will take you to get your hairstyle fixed tomorrow when you leave the hospital , this hair was cut by the doctor..." Xu Rong tsk tsk, it's a pity.

Mu Cha didn't care about leaving scars.

Xu Rong asked: "Did you think of anything these days?"

Mu Cha was a little frustrated: "No."

Xu Rong gently touched his head: "It's okay, don't worry, it doesn't matter if you don't remember it, don't think about it deliberately."

Mu Cha was discharged from the hospital on July [-]th. Xu Rong took him to change his hairstyle to the same as Zhou Chen's. She stared blankly, and it really looked more like...

The hairdresser cut it according to the photo she gave. This short hairstyle has the fashionable personality charm of young men. The slightly longer hair is cut short, and the overall design is fluffy, which is very dynamic. The hair on the left side is trimmed very short. Paired with two handsome scars, it is very masculine with personality, showing a bit of unruly and free and easy, it is a hairstyle that Zhou Chen likes very much recently.

Xu Rong took him back to Zhou's villa. Mucha was very unfamiliar with this home. The cold modern home had no fireworks and no sense of belonging at all, so he became more dependent on Xu Rong.

He seldom sees his father Zhou Liang, and he is still a stranger to him. He only takes care of his Xu Rong, and there are only him and Xu Rong at home. His mother said that his father is busy with the company recently. He comes back late at night and goes out early in the morning. .

Mucha likes to listen to Xu Rong's stories at night, which can be folk tales or news facts, because he has a blank view of the world. He watches TV every day to think about it, but he can't remember anything. He even forgot how to use many home appliances. He even asked Xu Rong what it was when she was using her mobile phone?This amnesia is very complete.

Xu Rong was vague about the explanation of the mobile phone, and it's okay if she didn't know, because she was afraid that the boy would ask her for the number of her fiancé, but she didn't have one, and Zhou Liang only had Yan Chi's work-specific number, and his secretary Zhuang Su usually picked up the calls.

Not many people knew Yan Chi's personal number.

The story was telling that the young man fell asleep, she looked at his face, a little absent-minded, it would be great if Chenchen was as obedient as him...

This is what she wants Chenchen to look like in her heart, but Chenchen doesn't like to listen to her stories, and she has no patience to talk to her. He can't even grab Mrs. Zhou's position, and never listens to her words.

She did a lot of wrong things for him, she didn't want this...

With red eyes, Xu Rong got up and turned off the lights to go out.

Today, on July [-]th, Xiang Zhang came to Zhou's house early to take Zhou Chen to the Civil Affairs Bureau.

Mu Cha was a little nervous, what should he say when he meets Yan Chi, and he can't remember how they usually get along, it's really difficult.

After coming out of the Civil Affairs Bureau, Mucha felt that his nervousness was ridiculous.

He asked, "Does Yan Chi love me?"

Xiang Zhang didn't answer, but opened the car door and motioned him to go in.

Today when I received the certificate, Yan Chi didn't come. Xiang Zhang said that Mr. Yan was busy with work.

busy?

Don't even have time to come and get the certificate with him?

Mu Cha sat in the back seat silently, and Xiang Zhang drove without saying a word. After a long time, he heard the person in the back seat ask in a low voice: "Why do you want to get married if you don't love?"

He looked in the rearview mirror, Zhou Chen had already closed his eyes, obviously he didn't want to hear his answer.

Zhou Chen does have an extraordinary appearance, but his temperament is too ruined. Now that he has lost his memory, he feels better looking, which is complemented by the gentle temperament that radiates from the inside out.

Xiang Zhang took him back to Zhou's house to pack his luggage. Now that he was married, he had to move to Yan Chi's house.

When packing up, he asked Xu Rong: "Mom, do I love Yan Chi?"

Xu Rong folded her clothes, and said without hesitation: "Of course I love her, but she always clamors that she must marry him."

"To get the certificate today, Yan Chi didn't come, Mr. Xiang picked it up on his behalf." Mu Cha looked into Xu Rong's eyes, "Does Yan Chi love me?"

Xu Rong paused, and it's fine if they don't hold the wedding. After all, they have something to ask for, but she didn't expect that Yan Chi would not even go to get the certificate by himself. Sure enough, he said that he wanted to marry Chenchen not because he liked it, but because of nostalgia. What kind of old love, Chenchen doesn't like men, but he insists on Chenchen marrying him, isn't this a humiliation!

Xu Rong was rejoicing that it wasn't Chenchen who married, but when she looked up, she saw the boy looking at her eyes, she was a little stuck, what should she say?Yan Chi didn't love him in the first place.

Seeing her mother's troubled look, Mu Cha said, "I see."

Xu Rong breathed a sigh of relief.

Mu Cha was silent for a while, then asked again: "Mom, why did Yan Chi agree to marry me?"

Xu Rong became a little at a loss when she put away the things: "Because...he misses the old love, you love him so much, your father had some friendship with his deceased sister, so he mentioned you to him."

So it was because of friendship that I didn't refuse...

He understood that everything was his wishful thinking.

He likes Yan Chi, but Yan Chi doesn't like him.

Mu Cha lowered his eyes and silently packed his things without speaking again.

Before getting into the car, he hugged Xu Rong: "Mom, I'm leaving, I will come back to see you often in the future, as long as I have enough money, a lifetime is so long, let Dad accompany you more, and I will take care of you during this time You and I don't even have time to hang out with friends..." What Mucha wanted to say was that the house was too deserted, and she hoped that her mother would go out for more walks and have fun instead of being bored at home every day.

After talking a lot, Xu Rong's eyes turned red, and finally Mu Cha waved her hand and got into the black Bentley.

Xu Rong watched the car drive away, and said in a low voice, "I'm sorry..."

It overlooks the 12th floor of Jiayuan in the south.

Xiang Zhang opened the door: "This is where you will live in the future. I have something to do in the company and I will leave first."

"Okay." Mu Cha could also tell that the business assistant Xiang probably didn't like her either.

After Xiang Zhang left, Mucha turned around the living room. He didn't dare to enter the other rooms. He was like a guest. He couldn't just look around and move around when the master was not at home. He could only sit obediently on the sofa and wait for Yan Chi to come back.

On the wall opposite the sofa are several groups of photos, a group photo of a little boy and a girl. Mu Cha guessed that the boy was Yan Chi when he was young, and the girl should be his sister.

The house is all black, white and gray, high-style and cool.

Mu Cha said to himself: "Why not use lemon yellow, how warm."

A scene suddenly flashed in my mind—the primrose yellow gauze curtain blown by the wind, the sunlight passing through the white wooden window to divide the light and shade of the tabletop, and the pot of sea butterfly blue on the table was half hidden in the shadow and half shining in the sunlight.

The tip of his nose seemed to smell its fragrance again, and his memory had no taste, because he was too impressed by its fragrance.

Butterfly blue?He thought about it carefully and had another headache.

"So sad……"

He took out the medicine he brought, took a cup of warm water, sat down on the sofa and closed his eyes to calm down.

At eleven o'clock, his stomach was growling, and Mucha walked into the kitchen. Although his mother said he couldn't cook, he was obviously very interested in cooking shows, so it shouldn't be impossible for him to do... right?

After 10 minutes, he stood in the kitchen, staring at all kinds of kitchen utensils in silence.

no response?

"How do you use these things?"

Why can't it work?The power is on... He didn't understand anything after fiddling for a long time.

He sighed and gave up: "Mom said I can't cook, I can't even use these electrical appliances, what are I struggling with..."

Mu Cha forgot how to use many home appliances, and Xu Rong basically taught him. Although he was eager to try, he still refused to let him cook, saying that there was oily smoke, and teased him as a kitchen killer, how could he cook.

"Obviously I'm so interested in food shows, why can't I know how to cook?"

Although these electrical appliances are somewhat different from those at home, the general operation should remain the same, I don't understand.

Mu Cha squatted down to see if there were any buttons in the cabinet below. When he stood up, he felt dizzy too quickly. He stretched out his hand to support the wall, and the place he pressed lighted up...

Ok?

"The high-intelligence kitchen system Rio operation and control console." Mucha read out the words displayed on it, and clicked again with his hand, and all the system introductions, operation guides, and recipes appeared.

He browsed roughly and immediately understood how to use it.

There are vegetables, fruits, meat and pasta in the refrigerator.

Mucha looked at the recipe and took out the ingredients to wash, and followed the steps on the panel to start the operation.

When he is operating the Rio system, there are warm reminders, because it is inconvenient to touch the panel when cooking, so it has a voice control function, and it will search according to the prompts and read out what you say.

Mucha finds it quite convenient.

He cooked a few relatively simple dishes according to the recipe. Mucha tasted it, and it was delicious. He smiled: "I really have a talent for cooking. I should let my mother see it." Do.

The wall clock on the wall points to one point, but Yan Chi still hasn't come back, his stomach has been growling several times.

Last night, thinking that he was going to meet Yan Chi today, he was so nervous that he couldn't sleep, which caused him to get up late in the morning. Mr. Xiang was waiting outside the door. He didn't want people to wait too long without breakfast.

One thirty.

Looking at the table full of dishes, Mu Cha sighed: "He probably won't come back."

The dishes were cold, so he reheated them and ate them.

As soon as Zhou Chen got home, he slumped on the sofa: "I'm suffocating!" He stayed in the hotel all day, and he was not allowed to go anywhere.

Xu Rong went downstairs: "Chenchen is back!"

Zhou Chen waved his hand weakly: "Mom, pour me a glass of water, I want ice."

"You just came back from the hot weather, it's not good to drink ice."

Zhou Chen's tone was impatient: "Oh, you can take the ice if you are told!" Then he muttered: "Long-winded."

Xu Rong sighed, and she thought of the obedient "Zhou Chen" again. She brought a glass of ice water over, saw her son's listlessness, and asked, "What's the matter? Didn't you rest well?"

"The hotel is too boring, and my dad won't let me go out, so I can only play games." Zhou Chen yawned, "I was trapped to death all night."

"I'll sleep when I go upstairs, don't call me if I don't wake up to eat."