He looked at me with a smile and handed me a bowl of rich white fish soup in his hand.

Although he took off his wet shirt, his shorts were still wet.

I was also afraid of catching a cold, so I drank the fish soup while it was hot, but fortunately I had warmth in my stomach.

"You can change your pants too. I turned to face the wall, indicating that I wouldn't peek.

After a while, I heard the sound of rustling.

At that moment, I turned my head sharply, and he was facing away from me, and his panties had just been put on one leg.

However, I didn't have time to sigh, and seized the opportunity to look into his waist to find the mark I was familiar with.

I, I see!

He was, and sure enough.

Chu Qingchuan, it's been three years, where have you been?

Why did you become like this?

What are you doing hiding from me?

You really dare to go to the moon for nine days, dare to go down to the five seas to catch turtles!

You bastard!

I finally met you, and you still play with me with amnesia! Tattoo with me! Fun with youth! You are very social!

Don't you have a lot of confidants? Why are you still so down?

You deserve it! Now you know, what woman loves you with all her heart!

But now the old lady is not uncommon with you!

……

I cursed, hated, and ridiculed in my heart, but behind the laughter and scolding, I wanted to laugh and cry.

I completely ignored the frightened gaze of the man in front of me.

After discovering my voyeurism, Ai Hui hurriedly coded with both hands, and his underwear had slipped down to his ankles.

I looked up at him, my vision a little blurred.

How did he become the favorite general of the big drug lords?

I don't believe it, and I certainly can't.

My repeated memories and inferences over the past few days have become evidence to support my bold speculation.

He knows everything about drugs, he hates D dealers, he must be shouldering something.

However, the truth seems to be more detached from reality than I thought.

Ai Hui obviously couldn't see my complex mental activities, only my bold lightness.

He turned away from my gaze and quickly put on his panties and shorts with lightning speed.

The whole face was as red as a twilight sunset.

I stared straight at him.

Chu Qingchuan, I will never spare you this time, and I will definitely not let you go easily!

If you want to go with me, you must go with me, and if you don't go, you have to go!

My fighting spirit was rekindled in an instant.

He dried his body, found a shirt, and with an embarrassed expression still on his face, he asked if I was still cold.

I said I wasn't cold, but my body was honest and I couldn't stop shivering.

After all, it is not a complete summer, and in the mountains, there is a temperature difference between day and night, and my physical fitness is not good.

He pursed his lips, walked over to me and squatted down, first holding my hands and warming me with his palms.

I looked straight into his eyes, his eyelashes sticking wet and looking longer and darker.

The contrast between the cold on my body and the heat on the back of my hand made me feel as if my heart was frozen, and that coldness came from the inside out, penetrating into my bone marrow.

I looked at the scars on his body and thought of his amnesia and loss of voice, and I wondered if I would never see him again.

Could it be that by a mistake, he disappeared from this world.

I can't find that man named Chu Qingchuan anymore?

You bastard, even if you die, you have to tell me!

There is a bitter drama in my heart, but the man in front of me, he doesn't know anything!

He didn't know what I was thinking, he didn't understand my feelings, he just looked at me stupidly, and he looked at me at a loss.

At this point, the old sickness in my back flares up from the dampness and cold, forcing me to gradually arch my body and furrow my brow.

He looked at me worriedly and asked me what was wrong.

I didn't answer, and closed my eyes in discomfort.

I felt him hesitate as he held my hand, then let go and took me into his arms, and he knelt in front of me.

The bed board is low, and this height just coincides.

He hugged me quietly, pulled the thin blanket next to me and draped it over me, without the smell of sweat as I imagined, with the harsh smell of a man.

Eyes, sour.

I nudged him away, and he gestured awkwardly, "Are you okay?

I avoided answering and looked at him, "Do you want to remember the past?"

Without a moment's hesitation, he nodded solemnly.

I said, "I can help you." ”

He looked at me, and then at the newspaper clippings on the wall.

"You don't have to answer me now, we won't leave until seven o'clock tomorrow morning. If you want to come with me, remember to come to me at seven. I said.

He lowered his eyes in thought, then got up and went to the side to get a mobile phone, which was very new.

"You went out and bought it the day before yesterday?" I asked.

He nodded, saying that he wanted to keep my phone number, and that if I left, he would be able to contact me, and maybe when he regained his memory, he could go to me and help me with my errands.

I held back the pain in my back and couldn't help but touch his face.

"Am I dreaming? Chu Qingchuan, heh. I muttered, looking carefully at the man in front of me.

When he heard these three words, he had a puzzled expression.

"You really don't remember me at all. I said to myself, sighing softly.

He touched my forehead, as if he was testing the temperature, probably thinking that I had a fever and was talking nonsense.

Please, big brother, the person with amnesia is you, not me. Are you embarrassed to think I'm talking nonsense?

I remembered the little bag I was carrying when I came, which was no longer with me, and probably had just fallen on the shore.

So I asked him to help me get it back and told him that my phone was inside.

He ran out obediently, and I lay on the bed, gritting my teeth and suffering from the pain of a stretch in my back.

I usually prepare an electric sea salt blanket at home, and when I have heat, the pain will be relieved a lot.

Now I can only endure it and wait for my body to slowly get hotter.

Soon, he returned.

When he asked me a third time if I was feeling unwell, I took his hand and pulled it on my back.

"My back hurts, you put your hand where I have a tattoo and help me rub it. I said naturally.

His expression froze, and there was hesitation in his eyes.

"Why? don't dare?" I said, pulling the blanket over and pulling it casually, covering PP and thighs.

Then I lifted the hem of my T-shirt to reveal my back.

He didn't move, and I could even feel his breath holding.

I also have something written on my back, which is an abstract wing, and Yang does not regret just making a pair.

I remember wearing a backless dress at a banquet, and a lewd-looking entrepreneur secretly remarked, saying that I was "wild, I must be strong enough in bed".

Then he found an intermediary to introduce us to each other, and I followed him obediently and poured him a glass of champagne.

I just don't like to be looked at with tinted glasses, I don't think anyone likes it.

When we don't have the strength, we can only endure, so we keep trying to climb up, just to one day, not to let ourselves be wronged.

All this, you know?

I said to the man next to me in my heart.

He didn't have a pillow on the bed, so I folded my arms and lay my face on it, looking at him sideways.

His Adam's apple rolled twice, obediently put his hand on my affected area, and rubbed it gently, carefully.

He didn't dare to look at me, and his gaze was too embarrassed to fall on my back, just staring at the dartboard on the wall.

I hooked my finger and asked him to take my phone out for me.

He didn't hear it at first, and when I raised the volume a second time, he panicked and went to dig it.

I found the wedding photo from three years ago on my phone and posed at him.

The movement of his hands immediately stopped, and his eyes were straight.

"Like?" I asked with a smile.

He forgot to nod.

I started telling the story: "His name is Chu Qingchuan, and he is my ex-husband's little uncle. At his engagement party, his fiancée fell in front of me and had a miscarriage. The woman said that I pushed her, and everyone didn't believe me at the time, only he said that it was okay with me.

At that time, I was not divorced, and my ex-husband didn't love me and didn't care about me, he picked me up on a rainy night and deceived me for the first time.

Later, he kept harassing me, pestering me, and forcing me to be his lover, but I had no choice, and I worked in his company again, so I could only compromise and be good with him.

He is very bad, always likes to force me, is very picky, is reluctant to spend money on me, and is perverted......

But he is indeed a successful man, with a successful career, talented, especially likes to read Xiaohuang poems, and he is romantic, and he is full of peach blossom debts.

Admittedly, because of him, I've changed a lot. ”

I said as I observed Ai Hui's expression.

The solemnity between his brow was like the dark clouds before a storm, and the twilight was heavy, and I noticed that his other hand was clenched into a fist, as if hostile.

I deliberately made the past ambiguous, and I wanted to see what kind of woman he would think of me without knowing it.

I continued: "Later, he proposed to me, and I took a fancy to his money and thought that if I didn't marry for nothing, I agreed. Although he slammed the door at that time, there was always a day when he died. I am younger than him, and when he dies, the inheritance will be mine.

Who knew that he actually hooked up with other women again, and changed two, and finally chose one to fly away with others, so I was repented of my marriage. You say, is he a bastard? Is he a scumbag? Why don't you get a certificate with me first, and after going through the procedure, I can still get half of the property, right?"

I hooked my lips and smiled at Ai Hui.

He was so stupid that he forgot to respond to me for a moment.

I burst out laughing, and at last I couldn't help but shake my whole body with the laughter.

"He doesn't love me at all, does he?

If a man really loves a woman, he won't do this to her, right?

You won't leave without a sound, you won't carry her behind her back and be under the same roof with other women, right?

I was almost fucked by someone else's forced woman, but he was a beauty on the side, drunk and lying on the incense, he didn't care if I lived or died, did he deserve to die?"

I buried my face in my arms.

The room was quiet and only the sound of running water outside the boat could be heard.

"But even so, even if he's so bad, I still can't forget him. I hate him, but I still love him. I said in a muffled voice, pouring out the words that I had been holding in my heart for the past three years.

At that moment I forgot to think that maybe he would have a memory back that day.

I only feel that now, the man in front of me is more worthy of my trust than Chu Qingchuan.

I whimpered, and he finally reacted, caressing my back and trying to pull me up.

"Don't, cry. "When he saw me lying on my stomach, he had no choice but to lean into my ear and speak.

Hearing the low voice of forbearance, I finally relented, rolled over and lay on my side, stretched out my hands, and grabbed the collar of his shirt.

"Who is crying? What kind of broken boat are you, leaking rain, do you see?" I was wet with my face and arms, I knew what it was, but I didn't want to admit it.

After saying that, I slammed him hard, pushed him away, lifted the thin blanket, and was about to get out of bed and leave.

Unsuspecting, he held the edge of the bed with one hand and grabbed my arm with the other, and in a panic, I somehow fell into his arms.

He was wearing shorts, and I was wearing a big T-shirt to cover my thighs, and as soon as I sat down, I pulled it up.

In the small cabin, the breathing of two people gradually synchronized, getting heavier and heavier.

My heart was beating fast, his hot eyes were locked on me, and I didn't hide.

The skin on my legs felt real to the touch, and I could even feel the prickly hairs.

But I was still nervous, and I kept pursing my lips unconsciously.

The makeup when I came here had already been wiped off.

He approached me, and he looked extremely restrained.

The thin-lipped dragonfly touched me like a little water, and I tilted my head to avoid it.

He stopped, but he didn't leave me, and his arm on my back pushed me towards him.

I twisted my head and bit him on the neck, accidentally biting on his mottled scar.

That skin was textured and not smooth at all.

I strained secretly, and he was silent.

"You still want to kiss me, you're so beautiful! you bastard!" I bit and thrashed him, not missing any chance for revenge.

He let me punch and kick my teeth and bite it, and he wouldn't let go.

Until I got tired and curled up in his arms, I didn't have the strength to hit anyone.

He coaxed me and used gestures to make the shadows of rabbits, eagles, and other animals and cast them on the wall for me to see.

I gave him a roll of the eye and laughed at him for being childish.

He smiled silly, and his face was lonely when his eyes fell on my phone.

"You think I'm like him, so you approach me, don't you?" he asked.

"yes. I casually admit it.

"Then I don't look like him except for him, right? He seems to be a businessman. He gestured reluctantly.

I glanced down and said, "It's like that." ”

He went from blush to chest, as if he had been burned.

I took the opportunity to ask, "Then are you still coming with me?"

He was silent, his expression tangled.

He doesn't seem to want to be someone else's stand-in. I watched his expression.

I kissed him lightly on the cheek and asked, "What about this?"

He bit his lower lip and looked at me sideways, looking aggrieved.

My hand ran down his scar, gently caressing the firm muscle.

"If he comes back, will you choose him or me?" he held my restless hand with a serious expression.

I didn't expect him to ask me such a question, and my heart was so bitter.

"You say you love me, and I'll tell you the answer. "I bent my eyes, and he used to say that I laughed like a moon in the sky.

He kept running the tip of his tongue over his dry lips, up and down the Adam's apple.

I stared at him without saying a word.

"I, love, you. He looked at me eagerly, without sign language.

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