Sheng Xin couldn't help but sneer, "It's really difficult for Mr. Fu to still remember that he is Ah Jian's husband at this time. I even have to wonder whether Mr. Fu has real amnesia or fake amnesia."
When Fu Yanye heard that, he shot him another cold look.
Zhuo Jian felt as if something had hit his mind.
Fake amnesia?
Fu Yanye noticed that the eyes of the woman in his arms were always paying attention to him. He lowered his head and saw her eyes and frowned unconsciously, "What is that look in your eyes?"
Don't trust him?
Zhuo Jian thought about how he looked after returning home, and she suddenly felt unsure.
If he was really pretending to have amnesia, what was she doing these days?
But then she thought about it and understood.
impossible.
He is not such a boring person.
He wouldn't do that.
So Zhuo Jian suddenly looked at Sheng Xin, "He really has lost his memory. The examination equipment in the hospital can prove it."
Sheng Xin: "..."
No matter how long it took, no matter how much harm Fu Yanye caused her, she was still like this, always able to speak for Fu Yanye.
"Yes, you say he is who he is, I have to leave first."
Sheng Xin was very angry about this.
Does she know that this is the perfect moment for her to leave Fu Yanye?
But she seemed to have no such idea at all?
Fu Yanye looked at her in confusion. What she said to Sheng Xin just now meant that she trusted him, right?
He has amnesia and has no problem understanding.
Zhuo Jian raised his head and looked at him: "Aren't you leaving yet? I have to go back to Taili."
Fu Yanye looked at her and said, "I'll take you there."
"No, it's just a few steps away."
Zhuo Jian declined politely.
"I said I wanted to send it to you."
Fu Yanye was neither hasty nor slow, but very persistent.
Zhuo Jian looked into his eyes and knew that she couldn't refuse.
So later Li Heng drove behind the two of them, feeling a bit like a driver.
Fu Yanye, on the other hand, walked slowly along the roadside with her.
"Have I often come to pick you up from get off work before?"
Fu Yanye was walking with her, feeling that his hands were empty and wanted to grab something, his eyes moved, and he suddenly asked her.
There was a flash of brightness in Zhuo Jian's calm eyes, but she quickly asked, "What do you think?"
Fu Yanye stopped and turned to look at her.
Zhuo JianBian faced him.
Based on his own understanding of himself, she was a little curious.
A dead leaf fell on her hair. He raised his hand to the fallen leaf, pinched it, and removed it for her. He stared at the fallen leaf intently for a long time, then raised his eyes to look at her: "Yes."
have?
Just one word.
But her heart trembled inexplicably.
She didn't know what was going on with her now that she could be so calm with him.
He loosened the leaf from his fingers, as if letting go of something precious, feeling reluctant to part with it.
Feeling annoyed for a while, he continued walking forward.
Zhuo Jian lowered her head and followed slowly until he turned back.
In early spring, everything was trembling and eager to try. He backed up and looked at her, farther away, and then stopped casually.
Zhuo Jian held her bag and walked to him. Beyond that was their stage. She raised her eyes and looked at him: "I'm here. Thank you for seeing me off."
Fu Yanye said nothing, just looked at her.
He can't understand her.
I don't know what is hidden in her calm eyes.
What happened to them made her become so restrained.
"Did you ever like me again?"
Fu Yanye asked his last question at noon today.
later?
Zhuo Jian looked at him, feeling overwhelmed with emotion.