Fang Yu was lying on the bed thinking nonsense, slowly closed his eyes, and felt more and more uncomfortable in his heart, Ye Zhihan, Ye Zhihan, what should I do with you? You're gone, you don't know anything, but what about me? What about Xiao Yichen?

How do we forget you, how do we let you go?

Xiao Yichen, I have nothing, I hope that Fang Yu's incomplete life can still be accompanied by you?

Ye Zhihan in the living room was chaotic!

Fang Yu in the bedroom was in a complicated mood!

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Fang Yu got up from the bed early, got dressed, went to the toilet, and walked out of the bedroom.

She thought that Xiao Yichen would go to the room next door where she used to sleep in order to avoid her? But when she came out, she realized that he was lying on the sofa and fell asleep.

It's winter, and although the heating facilities in this building are good and the rooms are very warm, it's still a little cold when the quilt is not covered at night.

He has injuries on his body, why does he not care for himself so much?

Fang Yu quietly walked to the side of the sofa and saw that he was still asleep deeply, but he looked a little cold, and his whole body was a little curled.

Fang Yu sighed softly, then returned to the room, brought a quilt from the bedroom, and carefully covered him.

Seeing that it was almost seven o'clock, I hurriedly went to the room to take out my coat, put it on, and quietly walked out of the house to buy breakfast downstairs.

When Fang Yu walked out of the house and closed the door, Ye Zhihan also slowly opened his eyes, in fact, when Fang Yu walked out of the bedroom, he was awakened.

deliberately didn't sleep with her, he really didn't know how to face her, the only thing he could do was to close his eyes more and look less at her eyes.

He reached out and grabbed the quilt that the girl covered his body, and he still felt warm in his heart, but at the same time, he felt that this warmth was so unreal, and there was always a feeling that he couldn't say anything, that is, the memory he lost was absolutely different from the current him, what were the things he had forgotten? Does it have anything to do with Fang Yu? There are also people in the dream, the heart-rending shouts that tugged at his heart, became more and more uncomfortable.

Thinking of the shouts of the person in the dream, he sat up from the sofa, folded the quilt with his hand, put it aside, and took out the two mobile phones and the wallet he was carrying from his body.

He gently put his phone on the coffee table, opened his wallet, took out the cash in the wallet, put it on the coffee table, and began to study the bank cards.

The front of the bank card has bank information and card number, and in the space on the back, there is a handwritten string of numbers, Ye Zhihan knows that this is the password, the password that belongs to this card!

The three bank cards are not the same, but the backs are all remarked with handwritten passwords.

Looking at this handwriting, it really looks like it hasn't been written for a long time, but I feel that the wear and tear of this bank card doesn't look like it's new?

What's going on? Could it be that I predicted the amnesia in advance? So, write the password in advance?

Really can't figure it out?

He put a few bank cards, the same on the coffee table, and began to look at the ID card again.

The photo is his current face, and his name is also the name he uses now, and he can't find a reason for it, so he simply stuffed his card, ID card, and cash back into his wallet and put it back in his pocket.

He picked up the working phone, lit up the screen, and swiped the lock.

There are a lot of software downloaded in the mobile phone.,QQ.,There are WeChat Weibo.,There are a few commercial software.,Anyway, he can't understand it.,So he clicked on the album.。

(To be continued.) )