Time is a pig-killing knife, which can not only change a person's appearance, but also change a person's pursuit.

Song Qianqian didn't go home, and directly asked Mo Ling to send her back to the store.

I haven't been to the store for two days, and even if it doesn't open, she has to clean it up and look new.

She knew that her dessert shop would still open, and with Mo Ling here, he wouldn't let her shop close.

After cleaning up the store, Song Qianqian was not idle, last time she parked her car outside the store, and this time she just drove to the hospital.

She is going to accompany Ye Xiaodi, and by the way, she will also talk about the past few days.

When Song Qianqian walked into the ward with flowers, the nurse was massaging Ye Xiaodi. Seeing her come in, he greeted her very warmly: "Miss Song, you are here again." ”

Song Qianqian put the bag on the sofa and nodded with a smile, "Well, I'm here again." Today I will give you a holiday, you go home and have a good rest, this time has been your hard work here, go home today and spend a good time with your family. ”

The nurse is very professional, even if she has to leave, she will finish Ye Xiaodi's full body massage.

Song Qianqian replaced the flowers in the vase with her newly bought lilies, sprinkled some water on the flowers, and then satisfactorily placed the vase full of flowers on Ye Xiaodi's bedside cabinet.

"Xiaodi, I will come to accompany you every day these days, you won't be annoyed by me, right?"

Song Qianqian sat on the edge of the bed with a smile, took Ye Xiaodi's hand, and gently helped her move her joints.

"Xiaodi, do you know? Brother Mo accompanied me to the police station early in the morning, and there was something wrong with my dessert shop. ”

Speaking of this, the smile on Song Qianqian's face was replaced by a gloomy cloud. She sighed deeply, looking at Ye Xiaodi's eyes with some complaints.

"Xiaodi, why aren't you awake yet? Do you know? Cui Yaming is back, and she keeps making trouble with me as before. Yesterday, she ran to the hospital to make a fuss, but she was scolded by Lai Ting and ran away. Song Qianqian looked at Ye Xiaodi, who was lying motionless on the bed, reached out and touched her forehead, with a distressed look on her face: "Xiaodi, if you are here, you will definitely be bloody." ”

"Xiaodi, do you know? Cui Yaming's husband is exactly the same as Zi Hao's, and I don't know why, he keeps approaching me? And I, knowing that he has him as Cui Yaming's husband, still didn't keep my distance from him in time. Am I going too far?"

Song Qianqian gently put down Ye Xiaodi's left hand, picked up the right hand on her side, and massaged it carefully: "Xiaodi, he is exactly the same as Zi Hao, whether it is appearance, height, body type, even some small movements are so similar." I admit that with him, I treated him as Zihao, but the most hateful thing is that I have long realized this, but I still meet him and accept his help. You say, I'm not going too far. ”

Song Qianqian continued to say to Ye Xiaodi, who was motionless on the bed, not feeling that he was talking to himself at all, "Actually, I have a lot of responsibility for Cui Yaming's trouble. She used to be very excessive, but this time the wrong person is my ......"

Song Qianqian's face was sad and impatient, there was no way, now she could only come to the hospital to talk to Ye Xiaodi.

She understands her own intentions and understands the selfishness in her heart, but Ou Yixuan is not Lu Zihao after all. He has a wife and a family of his own.

Five years ago, Cui Yaming once scolded her for being a junior, a vixen who robbed her boyfriend, and five years later, she couldn't let these slanderous words become true.

From now on, she will not meet Ou Yixuan again, nor will she have any intersection with him. When he returned to the United States, over time, he was just a passerby in her life.

Ou Yixuan was still asleep, and he felt that his nose was very itchy, as if a tiny feather was deliberately scratching his nose.

"Hee-hee-hee-hee-hee......"

With Cui Yaming's laughter, Ou Yixuan suddenly opened his eyes and looked coldly at Cui Yaming, who was lying beside him with a wicked smile.

I saw that she had a long black hair on her hand, tickling his face with the movements of her hand.

"What are you doing?"

Ou Yixuan didn't fall asleep until the early hours of the morning, and he was woken up after just a few hours of sleep, and his tone was naturally not much better!

In the past few days since he came to City A, he has not had a good rest because of jet lag, and now that he has just been transferred back, Cui Yaming used such a childish method to joke with him again, and Ou Yixuan's face was very ugly.

"Yiou, what are you throwing a tantrum? I'm looking at it so late, if you don't get up, there will be no breakfast in the restaurant. ”

Cui Yaming looked at Ou Yixuan's unhappy face, she didn't get angry, but patiently explained to him what was going on.

Ou Yixuan glanced at the watch on the low table at the head of the bed, and the time was indeed not early. Looking at the sunlight shining in from the large floor-to-ceiling windows, there is no need to look, the weather must be very good today, the sun is shining and the sky is cloudless.

But Ou Yixuan's heart was empty and terrible, and he was restless.

Because of what Song Qianqian said to him yesterday, he even dreamed about her at night.

Song Qianqian in the dream looked heartbroken, no matter how he explained, she ignored him.

Ou Yixuan sat up, leaned on the head of the bed, and looked out the window. Now he is a little puzzled, why don't he remember anything in the past? He even hates himself now why he went to fight with the perpetrators, Cui Yaming said that if he hadn't gone to see righteousness and bravery, then he would not have been injured, let alone lost his memory.

In the past, he never felt that amnesia had caused him any trouble. But now, he regretted it. He always felt that he had something to do with Song Qianqian before? Otherwise, why would he dream of Song Qianqian before he came to City A? Song Qianqian's voice would also ring in his mind for no reason?

In the depths of his heart, he always felt that he had some kind of relationship with Song Qianqian!

Last night, Song Qianqian proposed not to meet again in the future, he was shaken for a moment, he felt that he was a person with a wife, and he couldn't be too close to a woman other than his wife.

But after only one night, his heart was tormented and his heart was about to break.

He really didn't know why he was like this? He wanted to find out his identity, and he also wanted to find out his relationship with Song Qianqian.

"Yiou, what do you want?"

Seeing Ou Yixuan looking out of the window, motionless and in a daze, Cui Yaming stretched out his hand and shook it in front of him.

Ou Yixuan heard Cui Yaming's voice, and then he retracted his thoughts. Looking at Cui Yaming on the side, he had an indescribable feeling in his heart.

Cui Yaming!

This woman who has lived with him for five years, he doesn't even know at all. Seeing her, his heart turned out to be very repulsive.

"Yaming, what was I like five years ago?"

Ou Yixuan turned his head to look at Cui Yaming, and there was some confusion in his eyes.

Cui Yaming was stunned, obviously not expecting him to ask this topic. She squeaked for a long time before she could say a complete sentence: "I...... You...... Okay, why would you ask this?"

"Nothing, I just want to know what I used to be like?"

Ou Yixuan looked at Cui Yaming, and there was no expression on his angular face.

"The former you...... You were the same as you are now, except that you loved me very much before, and now you are becoming more and more cold to me. ”

Cui Yaming lowered her head, not wanting Ou Yixuan to see her evasive and hesitant eyes.

Ou Yixuan lowered his eyes, and a trace of incomprehensible gloom flashed in his deep dark eyes, "Is it?

"Of course, we used to have a good relationship, I always liked to call you Zi ......" Cui Yaming closed her lips suddenly, she almost missed her mouth just now. She looked at Ou Yixuan cautiously, and swallowed the word Brother Hao back into her stomach.

She was careless just now, and almost said the three words Brother Zihao.

Looking at Ou Yixuan, who was still drooping her eyes, obviously not paying attention to her mistake just now, Cui Yaming exhaled quietly and covered her heart for a long time before coming back to her senses.

Fortunately, Ou Yixuan didn't pay attention, otherwise, she really didn't know how to explain it to him.

"Yixuan, clean up, let's go downstairs to eat, I'm hungry, my stomach keeps barking. If you don't believe it, listen to ......"

As she spoke, Cui Yaming lifted the clothes on her body and leaned towards Ou Yixuan.

Ou Yixuan hurriedly got up, twisted his head and pulled Cui Yaming's unopened shirt back to its original place, "Okay, okay, I'll go to the bathroom first, you go to the restaurant and wait for me first." ”

After speaking, Ou Yixuan turned his head and strode towards the bathroom.

Looking at the closed bathroom door, Cui Yaming pouted and stomped her foot fiercely, "Ou Yixuan, wait and see, I will let you fall under my pomegranate skirt after all." ”

Ou Yixuan put his hands on the edge of the sink, and his eyes as deep as a whirlpool stared at himself in the mirror.

His hands pressed tightly against the edge of the marble sink, his fingertips white.

He is a man who is normal in all aspects of his body, and a certain part of his body will definitely react to Cui Yaming's touch.

But even so, he didn't want to go against his will and have a relationship with Cui Yaming, who was a little rejected in his heart.

Although they had shared a few beds before, in the past five years, the number of times they have shared a bed can be counted on one hand.

Ou Yixuan's forehead was bruised, as if it would explode in the next second, he kept sitting and taking deep breaths, but even so, there was still an irresistible ** burning in his body.

Turning around and standing under the shower, Ou Yixuan didn't even take off the pajamas on his body, so he turned on the switch of the shower and let the cold and biting ice water pour down from his head.

It's his usual approach.

Whenever this happens, he always comes to the bathroom to take a cool shower.

This convenient, fast and effective way to suppress the ** in his heart and body has allowed him to continue until now, and it is effective again and again.

It wasn't until more than ten minutes passed that Ou Yixuan extinguished the most primitive ** in his body.