Cheng Xingtao's face was plain white, without a trace of blood.

The two confronted each other for a while, and Cheng Xingtao slowly let go of the hand he was clenching unconsciously.

In the alternating seasons of spring and summer, it was extremely hot indoors, but Cheng Xingtao felt cold.

"Qiao Yue. After a long time, Cheng Xingtao found his voice, "I'm sorry if I bother you." ”

Cheng Xingtao said in a trembling voice, got up from the sofa, endured the pain in his ankle, and tried his best to walk to the box that was thrown on the ground and squatted down.

She didn't want Qiao Yue to feel that she was pretending to be pitiful in front of him and wanted to win his sympathy.

"I'll leave after packing this. ”

Cheng Xingtao picked up the scratched sketch paper and the wet train ticket from the mess, and when he saw the torn paper, Cheng Xingtao pulled it tightly in his hand, and finally tore these two things to pieces.

These things are meaningless, but because Qiao Yue has been collecting them, they have so little value, and now, Qiao Yue has forgotten, what's the use of keeping these things?

Qiao Yue was stunned to see Cheng Xingtao tearing the paper in her hand into pieces, obviously when she took it out of the cardboard box just now, she was still as careful as a treasure, but now, she didn't show any nostalgia and tore them to pieces.

After processing the train tickets and sketch paper, Cheng Xingtao went to pick up My Neighbor Totoro doll and meditation textbooks.

There are a lot of broken porcelain pieces in the meditation textbook, this book is Qiao Yue's textbook, whether Qiao Yue remembers it or not, this is something that belongs to Qiao Yue, and she has no right to decide whether this book will stay or not.

She carefully picked up the fragments in the textbook, there were too many broken porcelain pieces, and if she was not careful, the broken porcelain pieces punctured her fingers, and Cheng Xingtao's fingers shrank reflexively in pain.

She knew her finger had been punctured, but she pretended to be okay and continued to clean up the broken porcelain from the book.

There were traces of blood on the page, and Cheng Xingtao noticed that her fingers were bleeding.

Qiao Yue had already returned to his seat and no longer paid attention to Cheng Xingtao.

Cheng Xingtao glanced at Qiao Yue, who was sitting at the desk, and found that he had buried himself in his work and no longer looked at her.

She turned her head, her eyes hot and tears blurring her eyes.

She had never imagined that it would be so painful to be ignored by the people she loved.

After disposing of the broken porcelain pieces on the meditation textbook, Cheng Xingtao put the chinchilla doll and the textbook into the cardboard box, moved the carton to Qiao Yue's desk, and said, "These two things are your things, and they will be returned to their original owners." ”

Cheng Xingtao stared at Qiao Yue, and found that Qiao Yue was staring at the computer intently, his expression was indifferent, and he didn't even raise his eyelids.

Cheng Xingtao stood for a while, and Qiao Yue looked at her with a rushing gaze.

Cheng Xingtao, who originally just wanted to look at Qiao Yue a few more times, looked at Qiao Yue's indifferent gaze, she hurriedly looked away, and said, "I will move out of your house in the next few days, when do you have time, go and take a look." ”

Qiao Yue didn't remember for a moment when he had a house for a woman to live in.

It's just that Cheng Xingtao turned around and left after speaking, without seeing his puzzled look.

Qiao Yue wanted to ask, but when he saw Cheng Xingtao's lonely figure, he didn't want to call her back.

For some reason, he had a strong feeling in his heart that she had better stay away from him.

It wasn't until Cheng Xingtao's awkward back disappeared into the office that Qiao Yue let go of the mouse in his hand with some irritability.

He hates these cookie-cutter documents, and he prefers to use a paintbrush to paint what he wants.

Qiao Yue was bored, looking at the old cardboard box on the desk, that woman, if he remembers correctly, last night she said that her name was Cheng Xingtao, and she said that the things in it were his.

His?

He dragged over the old cardboard box, which had been worn, and had just been thrown to the ground by him, and took the only two things in his hand, one left and one right.

A quirky Totoro doll, a meditation textbook......

Will he have a chinchilla? He can't remember when he had such a kinky fetish!

Throwing the chinchilla doll back into the old cardboard box, Qiao Yue opened the meditation textbook and found that his name was indeed written on the first page, but on the title page, except for the word in the middle that could be seen at a glance as his own, the remaining densely written words Qiao Yue were obviously not his own notes.

I don't know who it was, but his name was written all over his book.

Qiao Yue flipped through it casually again, and found that in the middle of the page, there was a page full of Xiao Yuyang's name.

Qiao Yue glanced at it and felt that this word was very familiar, and compared with the handwriting on the title page, it was obviously from the same person.

Why is his textbook not only full of his own name, but also Xiao Yuyang's name?

Cheng Xingtao said that this thing is his, and it is indeed true.

Could it be that he really forgot Cheng Xingtao?

Qiao Yue fell into deep thought.

He remembered that he had been injured before, but he didn't feel like he had forgotten anything.

From childhood to adulthood, he almost remembered that if he really knew Cheng Xingtao before, why did he forget her alone?

Qiao Yue paced around the office thinking about this problem, opened the curtains, and inadvertently saw a limping figure downstairs.

She hurt her leg?

No wonder when she went out just now, her posture was so strange.

Just as Qiao Yue was staring at Cheng Xingtao's back in a daze, Cheng Xingtao turned around, Qiao Yue subconsciously quickly pulled the curtains, and then realized that the glass in the office could see the outside from the inside, and the outside could not see the inside.

What he had just done was simply superfluous.

Pulling open the curtains and standing in front of the floor-to-ceiling window, Qiao Yue found that Cheng Xingtao didn't look in his direction just now, but Ding Qing was calling her behind.

Cheng Xingtao heard someone calling her, she looked around and found that only Ding Qing walked towards her, and said, "Ding Qing, you call me?"

Ding Qing glanced at Cheng Xingtao's pale face, when he saw her walking just now, he was tiptoeing, he was a little worried about her injury, so he stopped her.

"How's your injury?" Ding Qing said, naturally squatting down to look at Cheng Xingtao's ankle, and found that Cheng Xingtao's ankle was still swollen high, and said, "It's still so swollen? I'll send you to the hospital to take a film, don't hurt your bones." ”

Cheng Xingtao pulled Ding Qing up, shook his head, and said, "It's nothing, Ding Qing, you go and get busy." ”

Ding Qing knew that Cheng Xingtao didn't want other employees in the company to see him so close to her, first, because he was afraid of gossip, and second, he was afraid that Qiao Yue would misunderstand. However, Cheng Xingtao didn't know that Qiao Yue actually knew his thoughts about Cheng Xingtao for a long time.

Judging from Cheng Xingtao's expression, Cheng Xingtao went to find Qiao Yue this morning, and there must be no good result, otherwise she would not be like this.

Ding Qing really didn't know what Qiao Yue was thinking, why did he have to hide the news of his return from Cheng Xingtao before? Now that Cheng Xingtao knew, he pretended to have amnesia again.

"Don't be too sad, Qiao Yue will remember you sooner or later. Ding Qing comforted.

Cheng Xingtao smiled reluctantly, Ding Qing didn't know the real situation between her and Qiao Yue. Maybe in Ding Qing's opinion, she and Qiao Yue have a lot of good memories in common, or a sweet love process.

However, in fact, she and Qiao Yue met for seven years, of which she only had a memory of Qiao Yue for one year, and then the two briefly reunited.

Even if she wanted Qiao Yue to remember her, she didn't know where to start.

Or, Qiao Yue didn't want to remember her at all.