She was sane and clear: "The person I want to marry is Jiang Beichen." ”

In an instant, a hint of surprise crossed the groom's eyes.

A little bit of crystal, it is the tears flooding in the eyes, it is happiness and pain: "I ...... I am your Jiang Beichen. ”

"I'm sorry, sir. Zigui's smile was cold, like heavy snow outside the window, she was polite and affirmative, "I, I don't remember what my Jiang Beichen looks like." I have Kirsakov syndrome, which is amnestia-fiction syndrome. I, need proof. ”

Seven years, when Zigui's consciousness is sober, is limited.

But every time she sobers up, she will tell herself that the person she loves deeply is Jiang Beichen, and the person she wants to marry is also Jiang Beichen.

“…… Okay!" Jiang Beichen took out a black leather bag from the inner pocket of his suit, and the photo inside was a group photo of the two of them.

"This is, you and I, dressed in the same loungewear, standing on the balcony basking in the sun. ”

"North, Chen?" Zigui asked word by word, and when she saw him nodding and smiling, her face regained a smile, but in the next second, her face was full of remorse, and her eyes were full of tears.

"When I came out today, I didn't seem to be wearing diapers...... Such beautiful clothes... Dirty.... ”

“……”

With a sudden sentence, Jiang Beichen was shattered.

His body trembled slightly, and he controlled Zigui in his arms, he didn't know why he was the way he was.

Where did Qiu Zi, who used to be lively and naughty and make some pranks from time to time, go.

Seven years ago, that conspiracy made Jiang Beichen unconscious until now.

After waking up, he realized that Zigui disappeared the moment he had an accident.

Unexpectedly, she was locked up in an insane asylum.

Zigui was hugged tightly, although she couldn't see Jiang Beichen's expression, she was sensitive to the change in Jiang Beichen's mood.

At this moment, she had to escape or escape, and spoke cautiously.

"I, I have sense, but I don't have control...... I'm sick. I forgot about myself and the whole world. You can leave, you can ignore me...... But, please don't scold me, don't hit me...... I didn't mean it. ”

At the moment, she was calm, her consciousness was clear, she just forgot, forgot...... A lot.

Jiang Beichen nodded vigorously, he tried to suppress his crying, but the whimper still came out of his mouth.

"I don't scold you, I don't beat you, don't be afraid, no one will hurt you with me. I will always be with you, will not leave and will not ignore your existence. ”

"Really?" was cautious in his suspicion, as if he believed but didn't dare to believe it.

He touched Zigui's head, looked into her eyes, smiled hard, and comforted: "My trousers are also dirty, let's go back and change clothes together, okay?"

"Mr. Beichen, she needs to go to the hospital. The priest persuaded in Russian.

"I'm her best doctor!"

Jiang Beichen's words are unquestionable and true.

Zigui was a student in the Department of Psychology, and later she worked in Jiang Beichen's psychotherapy room.

He is her boss, she has grown from the last class to a promising psychological counselor, and later Zi Gui Neng has a proud reputation and performance in the industry, and Jiang Beichen has made great contributions.

However, in recent years, she herself has become a serious psychopath.

The priest's eyes darkened and he was speechless, and the only thing he could do was to pray for God to bless them.

The door of the church was suddenly pushed open from the outside.

It's him?

"Sir. There was a bit of relief in the woman's respectful voice, presumably just because she had finally found the person she was looking for: "Mrs. is really here." ”

The person who was called Mr. walked towards Zigui and Jiang Beichen.

There was anger and ridicule in his eyes: "Jiang Beichen, you are late, Zigui and I have already registered our marriage six years ago." ”

"Divorce!"

Jiang Beichen's voice was cold and trembling.

At this time, the pastor took out a few pieces of paper from the folder, and opened his mouth in standard Russian: "This is the divorce agreement between you and Ms. Qiu Zigui, please sign it here." ”

"She's mine!" he roared, shouting at Jiang Beichen.

"You are not qualified to take her away, I have been with her for the past seven years. You're a dead man.

Seven years ago, I took root in Zigui's world, and in seven years I became Zigui's lover, and seven years later, I ...... You say take it away? It's just delusional. ”

"Even if it's delusional, how can you bear me?"

Jiang Beichen's eyebrows were raised, his eyes were undisguised mockery, and his body exuded a compelling cold.

That aura can crush you to slag in every second.

"From this day forward, she is no longer yours. ”

"She's going to be legally responsible, she's going to be guilty of bigamy. ”

Bigamy?

Jiang Beichen seemed to have heard a big joke.

thought that although the plan seven years ago would not kill Jiang Beichen, it would not make him sober up again, but after seven years, Jiang Beichen woke up and found Zigui.

"Sir, do you really want him to take his wife away?"

"No, it won't. The son belongs to me, and she can only be mine!"

That night.

Russia flies to the country on a private jet.

Jiang Beichen guarded Zigui, who had been asleep, holding a blue-canvas diary in his hand.

Turn a page casually.

It reads:

My name is Qiu Zigui.

At first glance.

I thought it was a boy, but I was actually a girl.

In the early years, my mother had severe depression and always thought that she had lost a son, so after having me, she named it 'Zigui'.

I am quiet on the outside, but I have a little joke on the inside, but because of the factors of the growth environment, I have been suppressing myself until I met him.

The liveliness of my heart was released by me little by little.

In this world, there are many good-looking men with empty skins.

There are not many people like him who have an extremely beautiful appearance and have both temperament and demeanor.

He, Jiang Beichen, is one of them.

Many people just know the existence of such a person, and who this person is is a mystery in the eyes of many people.

is such a man, who exists in a low-key manner in the limelight.

However, he also has another identity - a well-known psychological counselor.

I asked why, why did I study psychology?

The answer is obviously so improper, but it is extremely serious, so it is difficult for me not to believe it.

Don't be slow, calm and self-determined.

"In order to be more accurate, guess the girl's mind. ”

At that moment, when he said it, there was softness in his deep eyes, looking directly into my eyes, and I actually had the illusion that he was learning to learn the mind in order to guess my mind.

is such a person, among the few people who know him, but they have two opposite evaluations of him, namely gentle as jade and thin and ruthless.

Two extreme words appear in the same person.

The word 'warm and cool' is nothing more than different people looking at different problems from different angles.

For me, he is warm and soft, and he is like wine.

However, his coldness and ruthlessness have never been taught by me.

It's just that he left me behind and went to Huangquan by himself...... However, I am sure that he will definitely wait for me on the road to Sansheng, or ......

It's in the next life, I remember him saying it, he said it.

Inscribed:

20… Year......

I suddenly ...... Suddenly, I can't remember what year it is, what month and day it is, it's terrible!

The reason why I wrote this text is that I found that my brain would be fragmented, I would forget who I was, and what was even more terrifying was that I would forget who Jiang Beichen was?

Why am I in this psychiatric hospital, I'm a psychiatrist, but I'm living here as a patient, and I don't know why...... It's a bad feeling, it's scary, it makes me panic and lose my sense of security.

Jiang Beichen closed his eyes and breathed deeply, it turned out that Zigui thought he was dead, but why did she think so, Jiang Beichen knew that the family would not reveal the news of his death, and even if he was really dead, he would not necessarily reveal it to the outside world.