Chapter Twenty-Eight: Mr. Shen

"Ding!" With a bang, the elevator doors opened. Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info

An Qiyue and the two took the lead in walking in, and it didn't take long for the elevator to be filled with people one after another.

The demon man wanted to stand with An Qiyue, but the people who kept coming in were plugged in, and the distance between the two became farther and farther, and finally the demon man was squeezed behind the door, surrounded by a group of wolf-like women around him, and An Qiyue didn't know when he was squeezed to the corner of the elevator, far away from the demon man.

There are people entering and exiting on every floor of the elevator, and after finally reaching the fourth floor, An Qiyue struggled to separate the crowd and finally squeezed out, but the demon man saw that An Qiyue did not call him, a trace of panic flashed in his eyes, and he hurriedly pushed away the crowd and squeezed out, saying sorry while squeezing back.

"Whew, the air outside is so nice." An Qiyue couldn't understand why those people were desperately stuffing into the elevator when they couldn't squeeze people in the elevator at all, but they couldn't wait?

"You, angry?" The man stood behind An Qiyue and followed her cautiously.

"Angry? What am I angry about? "Ann July is inexplicable.

"Then why didn't you call me when you came out?"

“......”

"Hiss" An Qiyue turned his head, and was about to refute a few words, but saw the obvious uneasy emotion in the man's eyes.

She paused, swallowing what she was meant to say.

She had forgotten that this person had just lost his memory, and now he didn't remember anything, maybe he was very insecure now, and he was the only person he knew, right? And it's not surprising that some of his actions will cause him unease.

"Okay, it's my fault, I won't forget it next time." An Qiyue smiled at him reassuringly and assured.

"Yes." The demon man nodded emphatically, and on his beautiful face, his stretched eyebrows and eyes were like a spring breeze

"Wow, so handsome, look, look!"

"Hurry up and move up."

An Qiyue glanced to the side and found that almost all the girls walking by were focused on the demon man's body, and some even took out their mobile phones to take pictures secretly, An Qiyue shook his head funny, pulled the demon man into a restaurant with a relatively small family, and ordered a few dishes casually.

"By the way, do you remember your name?" You can't really keep calling him a wicked man, right?

"Name?"

"Yes, everyone has a name, just like me, my name is Shen, my name is An Qiyue, you can call me July," An Qiyue almost slipped out, "What about you?" Do you remember your name? “

The demon man's eyes began to be dazed again.

"Forget it, don't think about it now, the province will have a headache again, don't worry, I think you should have injured your head when you were injured yesterday, and tomorrow see what the doctor says," An Qiyue comforted him, "I heard that some people have injured their heads, and there will be temporary amnesia after a concussion, but it will be fine after a while, you can rest assured." Ann Qiyue said.

The demon man nodded, but,

"My surname seems to be Shen?" He said with some uncertainty.

"Shen?" An Qiyue's heart trembled, how could it be so coincidental?

"I feel very familiar with this word, isn't it, my surname is Shen? Or is there a Shen character in my name? He looked at An Qiyue inquiringly, as if he wanted her affirmation.

"Perhaps...... bar. Ann Qiyue said.

Although some people have amnesia, they still have an impression of their former name or related things, after all, after using the name for so many years, even if they really forget it, there will be a neural reflex area in the brain, so he now has a special feeling for the word Shen, so he may really have the surname Shen, or there is this Shen character in his name.

"So, do you have any other words that are more impressive?" Ann July asked.

It would be best if they remembered his name, and it would be easier to find his family, and slowly, maybe it wouldn't be a few days before he could regain his memory.

The wicked man shook his head. Obviously, I can't think of anything else except the word Shen.

"Okay, then I'll call you Mr. Shen in the future," An Qiyue said although he was a little disappointed, "Otherwise, I really don't know what to call you when I call you." ”

Mr. Shen nodded, agreeing with the surname that An Qiyue had temporarily identified for him.

"Okay, the food has come up, let's eat quickly, let's go buy you shoes first." An Qiyue served a bowl of soup to Mr. Shen, put it in front of him and said.

After the two finished eating, An Qiyue pulled Mr. Shen to buy him two new pairs of shoes, one pair is now wearing, and the other pair is put away with the original pair.

I went to the men's clothing store to pick out clothes for him.

"Hee-hee."

In the men's clothing store, two saleswomen looked at the pink "tights" on Mr. Shen's body with a smile, covering their mouths and snickering.

An Qiyue calmly chose two shirts and knitwear for him, and bought two pairs of pants, which Mr. Shen looked good after trying them.

In fact, he has a good figure and a handsome face, and almost all of the clothes he tried were tailor-made.

"Sir, Miss, please go slowly, welcome to visit next time." Two salesmen carried a few big bags and diligently sent An Qiyue and the two to the door of the store, although the clothes in their store are not very expensive, but there are still not many customers who buy so many at one time, so they are naturally very attentive.

In addition, although An Qiyue looks very ordinary, he can't stand Mr. Shen's demonic face, which is really kind and pleasing to the eye, An Qiyue thought, even if they send the amnesiac Mr. Shen home, they are probably very willing.

The negative floor of the mall is a supermarket, An Qiyue deposited things and pushed the cart into the supermarket, and took Mr. Shen all the way to harvest countless envious eyes, quickly bought some dishes and noodles and rice that are easy to store, and most importantly, An Qiyue also bought a dryer.

Mr. Shen, on the other hand, seemed to be obviously a little unfamiliar with supermarkets, looking at the crowd of people coming and going a little unnaturally, and dodged from time to time.

An Qiyue hooked her mouth and smiled, it turned out that when she was still Miss Shen, these firewood, rice, oil and salt naturally never had to worry about her, she only needed to be responsible for dressing up happily every day, but so what? She is now An Qiyue, and she is no longer the eldest lady who does not touch the spring water with her fingers, and she still has to live her life.

The two returned home with a large bag, and An Qiyue was almost tired and collapsed on the sofa.

"Drink some water, you've just been gone for so long and you've carried so many things, don't sit down right away." A pair of slender hands held a glass of water in front of her, An Qiyue saw the demon man looking at her guiltily, she shook her head, and took a few big sips.

Because of the injuries on the demon man's body, almost all of these things were carried up by herself, from the bus station to the home, and most importantly, she climbed seven floors of stairs, An Qiyue felt that she was really a superwoman.

When An Qiyue drank water, she saw the demon man Mr. Shen silently take out the dryer he bought, and quickly put the dryer on the rack after dismantling the box outside, and then wiped it inside and out with a clean towel.

Even, he put the vegetables he bought in the refrigerator and put them in different categories, looking very familiar, as if he had done it often before.

"You know how to cook?" Ann July felt a little incredible.