"What, is there someone in the house?"

After taking a look at his clothes, he felt casual for the first time since he came back, as if he came from home, "Forget it, come in, the room is a bit messy, don't worry about it."

He didn't answer. He looked around after entering the door and seemed to agree with my statement: "It's a bit messy."

I haven't put away the waste paper yet, but when I saw him walking into the living room, I took the initiative to put it away twice, and then stood and looked at him: "I have something to do, Mr. Zhuo. I suddenly went to visit someone at night. I don't think I'll do it."

It’s very etiquette.”

He sat generously on my sofa, picked up a piece of paper that I hadn't had time to clean up, opened it and took a look: "Haven't thought of it yet? Huh?"

I cleared my throat: "Let's get down to business, Mr. Zhuo, I'm going to rest."

He looked at the paper without even raising his eyes: "I think you call me by my name quite smoothly, but calling me Mr. Zhuo is a bit deliberate."

I was so troubled, I sighed and looked at him: "What on earth is going on? I really need to rest!"

He smiled again, looked up at me, and said, "What?"

Oops, I really can't look at this, my little heart is pounding again, look away, can we stop making trouble?

Perhaps because he saw my awkward reaction, Zhuo Jing stood up directly and concealed his smile: "Please pack your things and go to my place."

"What? I'm not going!"

"It's Tianqi who keeps crying. In the past, I could just be there when he cried. This time, I think it would be more useful for you to go... I think you also know the impact of a child crying on his body."

God prays...

It's really my weakness.

"Then just give me a call. There's no need to make a trip!"

Zhuo Jing seemed to have his own reasons: "I'm asking you to go, isn't it very sincere?" As he said that, he pointed to my coffee table with his chin: "Feng Shui Bureau can be thought of anywhere, my study

How about I lend it to you?"

I glanced in the direction of the balcony unintentionally. Everything for tonight is ready. It’s no problem if I’m not at home. “I have to come back tomorrow morning, and I’m only going for this night.”

"Can."

He nodded, catching the direction of my eyes just now, and glanced at it. I forgot to close the curtain after finishing it at night, but it was clear at this moment: "Are you raising a kid?"

I didn't expect him to understand, "Well, didn't you want me to deal with Yu Xiangling? This is the action I took, but I don't know how Mr. Zhuo's Rong family is doing? I can take care of Yu Xiangling before the end of the month, but

Can Mr. Zhuo give me the Rong family before the end of the month?"

"Zhuo Jing."

He seemed to emphasize something different from me: "Tell Zhuo Jing to be comfortable and go pack your things. I'm not someone who goes back on my words."

I nodded and didn't respond. He knew what he was talking about, so I naturally had no objection.

I went back to the bedroom, changed my clothes, tidied up my appearance, and went out to look at Zhuo Jing: "Can I ask you a question?"

Zhuo Jing was still looking at the paper ball unfolded in his hand. Hearing this, he opened his mouth and said, "Say."

"Um...what do you mean by buying so many sanitary napkins..."

He still didn't raise his eyes, standing there motionless like a sculpture. After a long while, he answered directly: "I don't know."

These three words confused me for a moment, "You don't know? You should have a reason."

"I have no idea."

He put down the paper in his hand and looked at me seriously: "How do I explain my actions that I don't even know about? What do you want me to say?"

I shrugged: "Okay, then I'll treat it as a benefit for your partners." It's all because you took the wrong medicine!

Zhuo Jing was noncommittal. When he opened the door, he suddenly turned to look at me: "Does the Ferris wheel tell a story to me? I don't like the seat, but why do I like to watch it?"

I was bending over to put on my shoes and paused for a moment, then shook my head: "I don't know either."

I could feel Zhuo Jing's eyes falling on me for a while, then he said lightly: "You really know how to reciprocate."

I didn't want to say anything more, and stood quietly beside him waiting for the elevator. On the one hand, I was worried, and on the other hand, if I talked too much, I would be hurt.

When the elevator door opened in front of us, I noticed something was wrong with Zhuo Jing after we entered. He wouldn't look back from time to time, not knowing what he was looking at.

I followed his eyes and said, "There's nothing in here. You're wearing a sunbathing needle, so don't be afraid."

"I'm not afraid."

Zhuo Jing glanced at me: "Just at that moment, I seemed to hear someone shouting, it was a child's voice..."

"Shout? What are you shouting for?"

"Let's go..." Zhuo Jing frowned, as if he was trying hard to distinguish, "No, get out."

My heart tightened and I lowered my eyes, "You must have had similar dreams, this is normal..."

"It should be something that happened to me before."

He seemed to know it well: "When I behave in a way that I can't explain, I know that this is something I have done before..."

I didn't respond, but I heard him call my name: "Ma Jiaolong... people with selective amnesia, aren't they very sad?"

She looked at him blankly. This face was nothing compared to the dazzling and impressive person he showed on TV during the day, and said, "Maybe what you choose to forget are your bad memories. People have to look forward.

of."

The elevator door opened in response.

"Forget it, let's go."

He seemed to respond helplessly, and the moment he raised his feet, he naturally took my hand. In my surprised eyes, he seemed to be surprised by his own actions, "Why?"

"ah."

You hold my hand, you ask me.

He seemed to no longer expect me to give him any answers, and smiled self-deprecatingly: "Ma Jiaolong, can't you tell me a lie that I can believe? What kind of damn instinct is this!" (To be continued)
Chapter completed!