Chapter 022: Amnesia?
"Studying abroad, you don't know how attentive Master Siqi is to study, and if you have a good memory, you can memorize the book after reading it a few times."
"In the past ten years, he has been studying abroad?" Fu Zheng asked unwillingly, "How often do you come back?" β
Chen Qiaolan replied with a smile without thinking about it: "I remember that I would only come back when I was on vacation, and every time he came back, he would ask me to cook his favorite dish, saying that I couldn't eat such a delicious dish abroad." β
"Oh." Fu Zheng stared at Chen Qiaolan again and again, and didn't see anything unusual on her face, sighing, her eyes full of disappointment.
Although she had always suspected that Han Siqi was not her own thoughts, when the truth really appeared in front of her, she still couldn't hide the loss in her heart.
If Han Siqi is not Nian Xi, then where is Nian Xi?
Chen Qiaolan looked at Fu Zheng's heavy face, and only said that her head still hurt: "Miss Fu, if you feel uncomfortable, lie down and sleep for a while, you won't feel uncomfortable when you fall asleep." β
Fu Zheng smiled reluctantly, and remembered another question: "Aunt Chen, do you know Qiao Keren?" β
Chen Qiaolan immediately raised her head and thought for a moment before replying, "Did Young Master Siqi mention it to you?" β
Seeing Fu Zheng shaking his head, Chen Qiaolan didn't want to say anything more, but Fu Zhengzheng felt that he had understood-Qiao Keren was also one of Han Siqi's many women, you must know that Han Siqi never refused beautiful women.
Fortunately, he didn't remember the past, but this thought didn't make Fu Zheng's heart relax. She warned herself again in her heart: Don't forget the purpose of coming to City B, but now there is still nothing!
After the drip, Fu Zheng, who felt more comfortable, saw Chen Qiaolan go downstairs and was busy, and she tiptoed to Han Siqi's room.
Han Siqi's room is very large, the decoration is very simple but not lose the atmosphere, the most striking thing is a pair of delicately framed calligraphy works hanging on the wall, which reads "See the virtuous and think together, see the unvirtuous and introspect - give my beloved son Siqi" like handwriting, Fu Zheng couldn't help but smile indifferently, this Han father is a gentle and elegant character at a glance, Han Sixian has his father's style, but Han Siqi......
His eyes fell on the frighteningly large black and white bed in the room, Fu Zhengzheng felt that he had a complete reason to pout, just looking at this bed, he knew how much Han Siqi liked bed, and he definitely liked sports on this bed!
After making sure that there was no camera in the room, she had no time to think about these idle things, and began to rummage through the drawers, but found that there was nothing she wanted in the drawers, she couldn't help but be a little disappointed, and also secretly scolded Han Siqi in her heart for being stingy - not a single dollar or coin was found!
Somewhat deflated, she sat on the bed.
When her eyes fell on the bookcase that occupied an entire wall full of books, she couldn't help but stand up and look at it in amazementβa wall was also made into a bookcase in the secret room of Nian Xi, and it was also full of booksβwas this a coincidence?
It's normal for the decoration style to clash with shirts.
But is it really such a coincidence?
Fu Zheng casually touched the books in the bookcase, and reflected the situation of Nian Xi standing on the bookcase and smiling at herself, she tried hard to overlap the image of Han Siqi and Nian Xi, but after some efforts, she finally failed.
"What are you looking for?" Han Siqi's voice suddenly rang out.
Fu Zhengzheng, who was so shocked that his whole body trembled, looked at Han Siqi, and it took a long time to speak: "I, I'm bored after playing, and I want to find a book to read." β
"Just looking for books?"
"yes!" Fu Zheng nodded desperately, secretly blaming himself for his negligence.
Han Siqi stroked Fu Zheng's face and said softly: "I thought you came to my room because you missed me." β
Fu Zheng opened the tofu-eating hand with a "snap", pulled the book casually and turned to leave.
Han Siqi took her hand and took her into his arms, biting her earlobe and continuing to tease: "If you sit in my room, you will get better soon." β
Fu Zheng shook his head, pushed him away, and glared angrily: "Han Siqi, you like to eat women's tofu so much?"
"It depends on whose tofu it is!" Han Siqi deliberately smacked his mouth, "Tender like you, it's more to my liking." β
"Phew!" Fu Zheng took a bite of him and asked, "What did you do to Lin Jiao?" β
"It's okay, just let her disappear in City B." Han Siqi understated.
"You, did you really kill her?" Fu Zheng was shocked, "You can't do it, don't say that Lin Jiao didn't find someone to set the fire, even if she found someone to set a fire in my house, but Fu Xing and I didn't hurt a single hair, how can you be so careless about people's lives?" Are you legally blind? You're going to jail for doing this! β
"I'm going to jail, just go and bring me food."
Fu Zheng struggled to stand up and said seriously: "Han Siqi, you go and turn yourself in." β
Han Siqi laughed: "Confess leniently, sit in prison, resist strictly, and go home for the New Year." β
"You!" Fu Zheng stomped his feet, "How can you do this?" You are a murderer now, did you ever think that your parents and family would worry about you when you killed someone? β
"Are you worried about me?" Han Siqi grabbed Fu Zheng's hand.
"I ......" Fu Zheng's expression was very entangled.
"Will you expose me?" Han Siqi asked again.
"I, I'm ......" Fu Zheng gritted his teeth, "I will!" β
"Will you go and bring me prison food?"
"Yes!"
Han Siqi pulled her again and hugged her into his arms: "I still like to eat your cooking at home." β
"But ......"
Han Siqi was happy, and looked disapproving: "They did something wrong, and they were afraid that the matter would be revealed, so they had already left City B last night." β
They? Fu Zheng immediately understood, it should be Lin Jiao, Lin Hong, and their family left City B last night, otherwise Han Siqi would not have sent Fu Xing to kindergarten so early in the morning.
"Did Lin Jiao really do it?" Fu Zheng is still a little unbelievable.
"If it wasn't her, why did she run away? Are you feeling better? β
"Much better." Fu Zheng pushed Han Siqi away, "Aren't you going to the company?" How did you come back again? β
"Don't worry about you. I've heard that people who are sick are very dependent. β
Accustomed to hearing Han Siqi's grin, Fu Zhengzheng still couldn't help but be moved in the bottom of her heart, but when she thought of what Chen Qiaolan said, she became gloomy again-he was not her past.
Han Siqi caught the strangeness: "What? Still uncomfortable? β
Fu Zhengzheng hurriedly shook his head to cover up: "I just remembered that I was sick and took medicine when I was a child, I was afraid of bitterness, every time I took medicine, my mother always fed me medicine, and my father waited with sugar on the side, and after my mother fed the medicine, my father fed me candy." And when I was sick, my parents wouldn't go to work, they stayed at home with me and waited for me to get better. β
"Sick people are really prone to sentimentality. I will always be by your side and wait for you to get better. β
Such warm words tugged at Fu Zheng's heartstrings, and her mind flashed back to the days when her parents once regarded her as the pearl of their palms, at that time, as long as she wanted, they could do everything they could, they would do their best to satisfy her, at that time, she felt that she was the happiest girl in the world, she never knew what it was like to be sorrowful, until the appearance of Fu Xing changed her fate.
But even if she is displaced, she is willing, because of the past in her heart.
A pair of teary eyes looked at the man in front of her, and her heart suddenly ached - because he was Han Siqi - not her thoughts!
"Crying? Missing your parents? Don't you want them to see them? Han Siqi scolded her lightly to wipe her tears.
Fu Zhengzheng, who realized his gaffe, hurriedly wiped a handful of tears with his sleeve, choked up and explained: "They, they, are no longer there." β
I was afraid that he would ask something else, so he quickly changed the subject, "What about you?" Tell us about your illness as a child. β
After speaking, she quickly confessed to her parents a hundred thousand times in her heart.
"I ...... when I was a child," Han Siqi paused slightly, and then said, "I was physically strong when I was a child, and I have never been sick, unlike you, I am a weak sister Lin." β
"Never been sick? How can it be? Are you iron-clad? β
"I'm made of steel, Iron Wings, haha."
"I thought you were going to say that you were the Monkey King."
"Sun Wukong collapsed out of a crack in the stone, and I was born by my own mother."
"Seeing that you should have been more naughty than Sun Monkey when you were a child, you didn't worry about your mother, right? Or tell me about you and your school? β
"I forgot everything I did when I was a child." Han Siqi stretched his waist and stood up.
"Forget jΓ¬? How can you forget all about jΓ¬? I remember when I was three years old. β
Han Siqi knocked on the door of her head and said, "You just remember too much of the past, so there is no space in your mind for the current things." Okay, just see you're okay, I have to go to the company to have a look, and my eldest brother is still waiting for me to report to him. β
"Damn! You're turning around and scolding me! β
Han Siqi smiled and threw a wink at her, turned around to leave, Fu Zheng hurriedly called out to him, "Uh, I want to borrow some money from you, I, I want to wait and buy some food for Fu Xing." β
"I took him to buy it when I picked him up from school."
"No! You can't rely on him too much. Seeing that Han Siqi still hadn't let go, she made an embarrassed look again, "I, I still want to buy something for women." β
Han Siqi didn't insist on it, and gave her the small amount of money in his wallet: "I rarely bring cash, I'll get some for you when I go back." β
Seeing Han Siqi leave, looking at the money in her hand, and looking at Han Siqi's room, Fu Zheng sat down, and the conversation with Han Siqi was replayed in her mind, but after a while, she jumped up violently.
He said that he had forgotten everything he had done when he was a child, so it couldn't be amnesia, right?