Fu Yanye turned on the fire and boiled the water and stared at her.
"never mind."
Zhuo Jian suddenly felt that she couldn't explain it to him.
He has forgotten everything, so what can he say?
She turned around and raised her hand to touch her hot forehead.
She felt that she was not very awake now, so she put one hand on her waist and touched her forehead with the other as she walked out.
She didn't know whether to cry or laugh, and her upset emotions couldn't be contained.
"Did I hurt you?"
Behind his back, he suddenly asked her this.
Zhuo Jian smiled bitterly, then turned to look at him, "I'm very pitiful, but I'm very good at making money. If we get divorced, can you not let me take care of the child like your sister said?"
She thought that this was probably all they could do.
He remembers too much from the past and he doesn't want to get divorced.
So what now?
He didn't have even a single bit of information about their life as a couple in his mind.
Is he willing to pity her and give her charity so that she can at least have the right to love when she is not loved?
Fu Yanye looked at her: "Why did you suddenly mention divorce?"
"Why? Why do you always have so many questions? You have lost your memory, but your brain is broken. Can't you check it yourself? My heart is already broken. Please don't ask me why again."
She couldn't help but get angry, yelled at him, then turned around and strode out.
It has been six years since they got married.
What did she get?
Selective amnesia?
ha.
Zhuo Jian went out and realized how cold it was. After going downstairs, she went to Wang Rui's place.
When the three people saw her, they quickly brought tea and water. Zhuo Jian was holding a cup of hot tea on the sofa and muttered angrily: "You don't have to speak for me in front of him, there is no need."
Yuan Man and the others looked at each other, and Yuan Man said: "Boss, he only has temporary amnesia and will remember it soon."
"It doesn't matter, it doesn't matter anymore."
Zhuo Jian turned his face away, not knowing why he was so angry in his chest.
She asked herself, is this the case?
When I first knew that he had forgotten me, he could still pretend to be calm, but why couldn't he do it now?
Wang Rui didn't know what to say, so he quietly sent a message to Fu Yanye, "Madam is downstairs."
Fu Yanye was still in the kitchen when he heard his cell phone ringing, glanced at it, and sighed.
The memories he had lost for six years were all about her, and he himself couldn't figure out why.
——
In the evening, the old lady called her personally and asked her to go back to the old house for dinner. Zhuo Jian changed into clean clothes and went to the old house.
But as soon as she went out, she saw his car parked nearby. She remembered what Yuan Man said that this might be an opportunity for her to get her child back, so she lowered her head and got into his car.
On the way back to the old house, neither of them spoke. She was wearing a white woolen hat, which made her look even more childish.
Fu Yanye occasionally looked at her in the rearview mirror, and then continued driving without saying a word.
When they arrived at the old house, the lights were brightly lit and there were singing and laughing until the two of them entered.
"Mom, dad."
When the singing little Chengcheng saw Zhuo Jian and Fu Yanye, she immediately ran over and happily hugged Zhuo Jian's thigh and shouted.
Zhuo Jian bent down and wanted to pick him up, but found that she couldn't. She felt disappointed unconsciously, and then squatted in front of him and touched his head, "We Chengcheng were singing just now. What were we singing about?"
"Mom is the only good person in the world."
Chengcheng looked at her, murmured and shyly got into her arms.
Zhuo Jian felt hot in her heart and her eyes were a little dry, but she still smiled movedly and said softly: "Chengcheng is awesome, mommy loves you."