Wu Liqi came in with two cups of coffee. Xia Yucheng looked up and saw Muzi standing there, and pointed to the reception area: "Sit! Muzi!"
"Miss Xia, you have an office on HC. After you leave, HC will be managed by Mr. Feng himself."
"oh?"
"HC is the abbreviation of your name, Mr. Feng, and you chose the last word, Haocheng! Mrs. Feng, HC was established by you, and the company name was also chosen by you."
"Is that true?" Xia Yucheng picked up the coffee and took a sip. She could connect her name with Feng Hao as the name of a company. She should have loved that man at that time.
Thinking of it, it seemed that Kunqu opera appeared in her ears again, and Feng Hao's handsome man who would always be pampered and tolerant appeared.
Perhaps the more she knows about her previous life, the more she will want to find her lost memories. But how can she start and be foolproof?
...
After the regular meeting, Xia Mingyou came to Xia Yucheng's office. She was the only one sitting there looking at a document.
"Brother..." Xia Yucheng looked up and saw him coming in and stood up.
"Are you looking at the company's information?"
"It's been five years, and I've been unfamiliar. I always feel that I'm definitely not a strong woman before." She walked over and sat down with Xia Mingyou on the sofa in the reception area.
"Feng Hao protects you very well," said Xia Mingyou.
"I also feel that in front of him, I am just a little woman, very happy," Xia Yucheng said this, and suddenly the expression on her face became a little deserted, "I always feel that when I come back here, I am amnesia-lost.
The pain will be infinitely amplified. The more he treats me, the more I feel powerless to repay.”
In the past, she lived alone in Country R, and she was always quiet and taciturn, and had no ups and downs. She kept a certain distance from people when she was in contact with them.
She always seems so unfathomable that people can't peek into her heart.
But when she returned here, she no longer felt that distance. Even if she wanted to continue to be so alienated, it would not work.
Because the people here are her relatives and good friends, her indifference will hurt them.
"Brother, I need a good psychiatrist."
Xia Mingyou held her hand, and his heart seemed to be hollowed out by an invisible big hand. He barely supported his free mind and said, "I know a good psychologist, but you are sure you won't tell me about this."
Does Feng Hao know? Tell me, what kind of therapy can be used to treat amnesia?"
"Maybe the process is all painful, but getting through it may be a different world."
"It's all painful?" Xia Mingyou frowned, and suddenly regretted that he agreed to her, "Girl, to be honest, I regret it..."
Xia Yucheng stood up and walked to the desk, touched a small notebook from her bag, and handed it to Xia Mingyou without saying a word.
When she opened the book, Xia Mingyou saw that there were words recorded like diarys, all in English.
"It's almost four months since this day," she reached out to flip the notebook and turned to the first page. The records on it happened in Country R.
That day, she was still in the desert, Parker died, and Feng Hao chased after him.
"I didn't remember these things before, because there was Parker, and he would help me remember what I wanted to remember, and I trust him."