"Didn't you ask me yesterday who caused this scar?"

Why...... Does your head hurt so much?

Pei Feiyan lowered his head, and cold sweat poured out from his forehead one by one.

She said in what she could barely hear, "Yes......"

"You stabbed you—"

Pei Feiyan almost didn't believe in his ears, and his heart seemed to have been hammered with a big hammer! The girl looked up in surprise and looked at Fu Zhanhan with round eyes. What did she do at this point?!

Didn't he say it himself yesterday that his wife had made this scar?!

Fu Zhanhan looked at her and said word by word: "Pei Feiyan, you are my wife Fu Zhanhan." ”

Pei Feiyan thundered, and the whole person was stupid in place.

"Do you have a headache again?" Fu Zhanhan's eyes couldn't escape Fu Zhanhan's expression of trying to endure the pain, he pressed her temple with one hand, and the feeling of the fingertips touching made her shrink unconsciously, but he controlled her and couldn't move easily.

"Xiaoyan, you get a headache every time you approach me, don't you?"

Unlike the careless Pei Feiyan, Fu Zhanhan had already noticed that she had a headache every time she was with her, and she had to take painkillers. He used to think that she was just sick, but after he came back last night, he immediately contacted Bai Yuanzi and asked him to check the information.

"That's because you still have fragments of your previous memories deep in your brain after your amnesia, and the part about me is particularly profound. For example, your brain is like a hard drive that has been damaged in the past, and every time you see me, it starts to forcibly repair and read the previous data. This drastic mobilization of data can turn your already damaged neurons into excruciating pain and turn into severe headaches. ”

Fu Zhanhan explained, Pei Feiyan's little face was deformed in pain.

She fell limply and was held in the arms of the man.

Headache......

It was like a thousand high-powered drills trying to pierce her skull from different angles and stab deep into her brain...... Why do you have such a bad headache every time you get close to Fu Zhanhan?

Could it really be that as this man said, because they have such a deep bond with each other, that causes this hellish headache?!

Fu Zhanhan hugged her, looking at her in a daze, he couldn't say anything in his heart.

Her amnesia gave his hatred no foothold, and the only thing he wanted to do at this moment was to keep her by his side.

As for what to do in the future...... He doesn't care and doesn't take it seriously!

He bent down, picked up Pei Feiyan, and walked through the long corridor back to his room.

The door closed behind him, and Pei Feiyan tried his best to endure the headache and raised his head.

What catches your eye is an unfamiliar room, with a minimalist style and understated luxury. Whether it's the intricately carved solid wood four-poster bed or the pure white bedding on it, whether it's the thick carpet or the large bookcase, everything in this room brings her a sense of déjà vu......

"Doesn't it sound familiar?" Fu Zhanhan said, "Every one of my residences is furnished in this style. This is the style in our room when you stay with me. ”

He put down Pei Feiyan, still holding her little hand, and came to the bedside.

Pulling back the drawer on the bedside table, "You're used to reading before going to bed, and you like to copy notes on your hand, so there's always a post-it note and a pen on your bedside." ”

He pulled open the second floor, "You weren't a bullshit teacher before, you were a jewelry designer, you were talented, you had your own company and fans. International superstar Gianni and Oscar-winning actress Jiang Liuli are your guests. These are albums of your work. ”

A collection of beautifully printed coated papers, neatly arranged in a second drawer. The jewels printed in color on it are brilliant and beautiful. Pei Feiyan looked at those jewels and felt like he had seen an old friend, and the feeling of familiarity was even stronger.

On the last floor, Fu Zhan Han's personal belongings: a painting.

The painting was only painted in an ordinary single book, but it is very well preserved. Except for four deep creases, the rest of the place was as smooth as new. The painting is very simple, what is painted is Fu Zhanhan's side face sleeping, the soft brushstrokes are full of love that is so thick that it can't be dissolved, and you can feel it through the paper.

Three words of dragon flying and phoenix dance: Pei Feiyan.

The date was almost two years ago.

Since Pei Feiyan painted this painting for him, he took it with him wherever he went. Whether it's a villa, a hotel, or anywhere, it's like a talisman at the head of the bed.

Fu Zhanhan waited for Pei Feiyan's answer, no matter what she said, he had thought of the answer and the countermeasures later.

But Pei Feiyan didn't say anything, she had a splitting headache, and her damaged brain couldn't withstand so much stimulation. After shaking it lightly twice, it was dark in front of him, and the whole person fainted.

……

In the village deep in the mountains, Ming Hao sat in front of the house that was blown down by the strong wind with his cheeks up, waiting for the biggest savior in his heart, Mr. Cen, to help him.

He didn't wait for Pei Feiyan, but waited for a few rescue vehicles from the county government.

"Are you Zong Minghao's child? Your teacher can't help you for the time being, so she asked us to solve your problem. ”

Zong Minghao's eyes widened wide on his round little face, and he didn't dare to make a sound when he looked at the strange uncle and uncle in front of him.

Seeing that the child's language was not very clear, the staff said, "Where's your father?"

"I'm here!" a man on crutches limped in front of the black hole doorframe.

"We are the bailouts in the government. Fu Jiu pretended to be a disaster relief worker, and scolded the lazy Zexian Civil Affairs Department in his heart! The mountains were all frozen, the houses were crushed, the faces of the children in front of him were frozen and cracked, and their hair was frosted and white. In this case, he didn't even send someone to help! When he turned around, he had to say to the county magistrate himself, "We'll take you down the mountain and settle down." Wait until the winter is over and come back to clean up the house. ”

The man was overjoyed and said words of thanks in a stack.

Minghao said, "What about grandma?"

Fu Jiuyi was stunned, and Ming Hao took his hand and entered the house.

The heavy musty smell came to his nose, and Fu Jiu couldn't help frowning even if he had seen a big scene. How can people live in such a place? I heard that my wife still runs here a lot? She is the daughter of a wealthy family!

"Grandma is there!"

Minghao pointed to a black quilt and said.

Fu Jiuyi looked: The old man was lying in the quilt, and his body was already cold.

It turned out that it was not Ming Hao who called Pei Feiyan, it was his grandmother. Minghao ran into the mountains and lost it, and his grandmother couldn't find it after looking for two days, so she had to call Teacher Cen, who was the most capable in her mind, for help. But Minghao miraculously returned home before the freezing rain came, but grandma couldn't survive the freezing rain......