Fu Yanqing looked at Zhuo Jian and still couldn't help but hold a grudge.
"We were going to get divorced originally, but you came back just in time to be the bridesmaids for me and Ru Xiang."
"What?"
Fu Yanqing's pupils were shaking, and she couldn't believe what she heard.
Fu Zhengzheng and Wang Yue were also shocked.
Zhuo Jian walked up to them and spoke as calmly as possible, "He was hit hard on the brain and lost part of his memory."
"What?"
After hearing Zhuo Jian's words, Wang Yue looked at her son distressedly and raised her hand to touch his head, "Son, do you have a headache? You still remember your mother, right?"
Fu Yanye didn't know what was going on, but he thought Wang Yue was a bit funny tonight.
Moreover, why are his grandparents here?
He looked up and saw the old couple supporting each other and looking at him. He let go of his sister and walked over with his mother: "Grandpa and grandma, I'm fine. I'm sorry for making you worry."
"Do you remember us?"
The old man and the old lady just heard that Zhuo Jian said that he had lost part of his memory, and she was really afraid that he would not remember them.
"Grandpa, grandma, parents, Yanqing, I remember them all."
Fu Yanye looked at everyone and said with a smile.
Only Zhuo Jian, he looked at her for a long time, and then smiled: "Although I don't know when you cut your hair so short, and I almost can't recognize it, but, Zhuo Jian, in fact you still look like that."
Zhuo Jian looked at him, unable to say a word, but smiled slightly.
Just now he said that he was going to marry Ruxiang and let Yanqing be the bridesmaid. His memory stayed at that time.
He once said that he had never loved Lin Ruxiang.
But he chose to lose the memory of being close to her and only remembered those three years ago.
Zhuo Jian suddenly burst into tears again, his heart clenched, and he turned sideways.
Where no one could see her, she raised her hand and briskly wiped away the two tears that she had not restrained, and then tried her best to remain calm.
Everyone looked at Zhuo Jian and didn't know what to say for a moment.
Fu Zhengzheng said: "You may have forgotten a lot of things related to Jian Jian. Jian Jian, did the dean say you can go home?"
"Well, yes, but if he feels uncomfortable, he must come over immediately."
Zhuo Jian nodded in agreement, and told Fu Zhengzheng what the dean had said, and also informed everyone.
"Brother, let's go home now. Brother, you don't know, we are all so worried these days. Mom almost went blind from crying."
Fu Yanqing hugged Fu Yanye's arm and pulled him away as she spoke.
"Well, let's go home first, I have to take a good bath."
He thought he would die if he didn't take a shower.
Fu Yanqing smiled: "You still have mysophobia?"
"Well, so let go of me before I lose you."
Fu Yanye frowned and glanced at the hand hanging in his arm.
Fu Yanqing shrugged and let go of him obediently.
Immediately, Fu Yanye walked out with everyone, while Zhuo Jian watched helplessly from behind.
At that moment, Zhuo Jian felt like an outsider.
Can she follow?
"I'll go talk to the dean again, you go back first."
Fu Zhengzheng stopped suddenly, still unable to let go.
"Then let's go back first. Ask more carefully and tell us when you go back."
Wang Yue warned him.
Fu Zhengzheng nodded, turned around and saw Zhuo Jian still standing there, and called out: "Jian Jian, please go back together, the three brothers miss you."
Wang Yue then remembered Zhuo Jian, turned to look at her, and saw her standing there all alone, and shouted: "Jian Jian, go home."
"Baby, come on."
The old lady even said.
"She is not allowed to go, grandma, mom, you have forgotten, she is the broom star."
Fu Yanqing felt that the elders must have thought that everything would be fine when her brother came back, so she quickly reminded him.
