Chapter 424: Approaching

Sleep till dawn.

Although the curtains are light-insulated, they can still be seen through the gaps.

I haven't dreamed for a long time, and the quality of sleep is much better than before.

It may also be that I slept for too long before, and I touched my phone from under the pillow, and after a glance, I found that it was less than 7 o'clock.

Chonghua turned over and looked at the white ceiling.

I got up and turned on the coffee machine, opened my laptop, and there was a backlog of emails from the editor-in-charge.

Three months have passed, and it seems that life has returned to the beginning. No longer bothered by strange dreams at night, there is no need to go to psychological counseling.

I finish a fixed manuscript every day, and when the weather is nice, I go outside for a walk.

Sit in the sun with a cup of coffee to take away and squint at the people coming and going on the street.

Such a tranquil life seems to be able to go on forever.

The Zuo family did not say much further about Chonghua's situation. Qinglin did save a lot of videos over there, but Zuo's mother said that if Chonghua forgot about it, it might not be a good thing to think about it again.

Respect the ideas of other girls themselves.

The men in the room swallowed the words that came to their mouths, staring at Chonghua with bright eyes.

Chonghua was uncomfortable stared at by them, but he didn't say anything about what happened before.

Qinglin, who had been gearing up for a long time, was splashed with cold water every minute, and went to the monitoring room alone to plant mushrooms.

To put it mildly, I stayed at Zuo's house for a few more days. Father Zuo and Ying Long did almost everything that could be checked for Chonghua. Even the stem cells have been checked. The number that came out was Chonghua, in addition to being a little anemic, that is, a little malnourished. The other qiē is fine.

Seeing Chonghua getting tougher day by day, Zuo Jichuan and the others were like cats scratching in their hearts. They are the ones who know the truth! But it's all stuck in my stomach. Not a word can be said.

After all, Chonghua is the one who has the right to choose whether or not to know what happened in the past.

And most importantly, Luo Chen was not there.

Isn't there always a scene like that in a movie? One of the two people who love each other has amnesia, and the other uses his love to make her recall. Perseverance.

What an eraser in my head, fifty first loves.

But one of the parties is not here. And it's also a dream person. Zuo Jichuan: They really don't dare to guarantee that Chonghua will have any impact on his life if he thinks about it.

Another point, in Chonghua's dream, she is dead.

It's not that she wore it back, but Ling Yuehe's body over there was already dead. Dead through.

Even if you want to go back, eighty percent can't go back.

Regarding the loss of part of his memory, Chonghua is still very calm.

In the past, everyone thought that Chonghua's temperament could drive people crazy in a sense. After all, even if the sky falls, it's very devastating that she's still so indifferent (in fact, it's slow to react).

But now it seems. It's not a good thing.

Gu Chengren got the news in the United States. was silent for two or three minutes, and then lightly asked Zuo Jichuan not to care about Chonghua.

But after all, she has lived in Zuo's house for so long, and Zuo's mother is used to having a sleeping girl in the flower room for her to play, and the cold doll is leaving. It is inevitable that it is difficult to give up in my heart.

Chonghua's enthusiasm for Zuo's mother was difficult to adapt to at first. After all, I haven't lived with my parents for many years. There are no people who treat themselves so lovingly. Chonghua looked at the hot soup brought by Zuo's mother at a loss, and he didn't know what expression to put on his face.

Zuo's father completely got into the real yĆ n room and didn't come out, and drew Chonghua's three tubes of blood. I don't know what to bury my head into.

Originally, when Chonghua was asleep, Zuo's mother thought it was a good thing for a girl to be so well-behaved, and when Chonghua woke up, she found that there was no difference between this girl falling asleep and waking up.

Chonghua has never been curious about what everyone else is curious about. Zuo's father said that he would draw blood, but she asked the family to draw it without even asking.

Feed what you eat, let you sleep and get up when you get up. The scalps of several men on the left and Sichuan were numb.

I've never seen someone so obedient. Especially in their dreams, they have already seen what Chonghua usually treats people, and it is difficult to accept such a dull appearance for a while.

Finally came the day of separation, Chonghua rejected Lu Ningyuan's kindness and went back to his small apartment by himself.

In addition to promising Zuo's mother to come over for dinner occasionally, and promising Zuo's father to come to him occasionally for inspection, Chonghua didn't even show a little nostalgia for this place.

After returning to his apartment, Chonghua spent three days doing an all-round cleaning. Cleaned up the carpet fridge and picked up the fat unseemly cat from the pet boarding house.

A qiē seems to have returned to the beginning.

Chonghua doesn't even remember that he once had a terrible headache and did psychotherapy.

I drank a cup of coffee, and these days are the deadline dates. Busy is a little busy, but the rest after being busy is the sweetest.

Checking the typos between the lines in the manuscript, Chonghua pushed his glasses.

When she is done with these few days, she has to go to the supermarket to make a big purchase. The dry food in the fridge was no longer enough to support her for the rest of her days. The rice is gone, and the noodles are gone.

Leaned back in his chair suddenly, took off his glasses and rubbed his eyebrows.

I should have been used to such days, but for some reason, I suddenly felt so strange.

This strangeness seeps out from the inside out, as if it has not been experienced in a long, long time. A qiē exudes an indescribable sense of disobedience.

It's as if she hadn't lived like this before.

"Dear little confused, can you add a few more chapters to the new chapter?" The dialog box pops up, and the editor in charge adds a picture of Mo Mo Da at the end of the conversation.

Chonghua thought for a while, and his slender fingers flew on the keyboard: "It's okay to add a fan, but my new chapter is to describe a journey through another world, wouldn't it be too early to add a fanwai after just opening thirty chapters?" ā€

The other party was silent for a while, and then typed: "Also, let's add it when it's a hundred chapters." There is a New Year's holiday soon, and a more or less chapter will be added. Readers' welfare. ā€

Chonghua took a sip of coffee and replied, "I know." ā€

The chubby cat didn't want to move much, so it nested at Chonghua's feet, and the plush feeling made Chonghua's heart soft.

However, an indescribable emotion made Chonghua briefly confused.

The kind of love that seems to flow in front of you, fleeting, and can't be grasped. It's hard to ignore.

His eyes drifted out of the window, and his slender white fingers slid gently over the mug's mouth.

To say that you are not curious about the memory you lost is pure deception. But Chonghua is a book writer, and just from the expressions of Zuo Jichuan and others, you can see that the memory that has been forgotten. Actually, it's a good thing not to think about it.

They all endured it. But one by one, his eyes flickered. While excited to know the truth, he also seemed to hesitate to tell her if it was the right choice.

According to Chonghua's experience from childhood to adulthood, there are some things that must not be curious to get to the bottom of things, it is easy to cause unnecessary trouble.

Stretched. Publish the proofread manuscript online. Chonghua got up and soaked his mug in the pool. Took the keys and wallet and prepared to go downstairs to eat.

Small apartment though convenient. But even if you buy rice and noodles now, you have to wait for a while to make them. KFC is available downstairs, and fast food is meant to be used when you are in a hurry to eat.

It was close to 22 o'clock, and the KFC downstairs was almost empty. If it weren't for Chonghua's small apartment in the business circle. I'm afraid there isn't a single figure.

After ordering at the front desk and looking at the sleepy waiter, Chonghua couldn't help but turn around and look at the flickering street lights outside.

It's nice to be quiet, and it's more relaxing than the hustle and bustle of the day.

Suddenly, a man appeared by the street window, saw Chonghua looking at him, smiled and waved his hand.

Chonghua was stunned for a moment, and walked over to the single seat by the door with all the meals. The man apparently saw Chonghua coming over, opened the door and walked in.

"Haven't eaten so late?" Skillful tone, as if they have known each other for a long time.

Chonghua nodded subconsciously: "I just finished the draft." ā€

The man pursed his lips and smiled, and said with a little complaint: "I never knew how to take care of myself. ā€

Chonghua blinked: "You are ......"

She had seen him, in the left house. But for a moment I couldn't remember the man's name.

The man smiled and took off the leather gloves on his hands: "I'm Ying Long." We've seen it at Zuo's house. ā€

Chonghua nodded, picked up a hamburger, and was about to eat it when he found Ying Long staring at her.

"Uh...... Do you mind ......?"

"I don't mind, you can eat." Ying Long's smile was so kind that Chonghua felt very relaxed for a while.

Seeing Chonghua bow his head and start eating, Ying Long got up with a smile and went to the front desk to order a cup of coffee.

When Chonghua ate the hamburger set, Ying Long said with a smile: "I was going to call you." But I don't have your phone number. ā€

Chonghua gently wiped the corners of his mouth with a tissue: "I...... I don't use my phone very much. I fainted very suddenly before, and the phone had long been shut down. ā€

God knows that after she paid the fee, the phone was like a clockwork alarm. Calls, text messages, and WeChat ringing non-stop. Almost Chonghua couldn't help but continue to shut down directly.

"Fortunately, Lu Ningyuan still knows where your family lives, so I only found out when I asked him." Ying Long took a sip of coffee with a smile, his eyebrows furrowed slightly, and pushed the coffee he had just taken a sip of.

Chonghua looked at him: "Is there anything wrong with me?" ā€

Ying Long was stunned for a moment and smiled: "Actually, it's nothing, I just want to see you." How are you doing? ā€

Chonghua was silent for a while, and was silent for a moment before nodding: "It's okay, it's a little busy." ā€

Ying Long didn't feel that he would scare an unfamiliar girl into something like such gentleness and thoughtfulness: "Pay attention to your body." Be sure to eat on time, otherwise it will be a great burden on your body. ā€

Chonghua pinched the tissue, looked up for a while, and asked, "You...... Is this pursuing me? ā€

Ying Longzheng lowered his head and stirred coffee, and when he heard Chonghua ask, he raised his head and smiled: "No, you misunderstood." I just care about you. ā€

You also said that I misunderstood, and you misunderstood it even more after you finished saying this, okay?

Chonghua is not used to talking to men like this, and he is a little restless and wants to leave. Ying Long could see her crampedness, got up with a smile and said, "I'll send you back." It's so late, you're not safe as a girl. ā€

Although KFC was only 10 meters away from the gate of Chonghua's small apartment, Yinglong still made a gentleman's gesture. Let Chonghua not refuse.

Zuo Jia, Zuo Jichuan sat cross-legged on a chair, and repeatedly watched the video of Chonghua's throat being cut.

Fortunately, these videos will disappear automatically because Chonghua died in that world or because Chonghua lost his memory in this world.

Many doubts gradually surfaced.

"Young Master, I still can't understand Dongfang Xu. Since you took Chonghua as a hostage, why did you kill her? It doesn't make sense. Qinglin was also puzzled.

Zuo Jichuan drank the coffee slowly: "Yes, it doesn't make sense." ā€

Suzaku smiled at the door, "Do you want to know anything more unreasonable?" ā€

Zuo Jichuan and Qinglin both looked back at Suzaku in surprise. Suzaku doesn't spread gossip on weekdays, but if it comes out of Suzaku's mouth, it is guaranteed to be a big news that shocks the world and cries ghosts and gods.

"Ying Long went to find Chonghua."

Zuo Jichuan and Qinglin opened their mouths wide at the same time, and their expressions were as if they had seen 10,000 elephants flying in the sky.

He ...... Took the wrong medicine?! Zuo Jichuan was about to drop his jaws in fright. Seeing a ghost, Ying Long, that's it, it's a tactful to say that he's a Frankenstein. Are you really enlightened and interested in Niu'er?

Qinglin shook his head dumbfounded: "It's so shocking, it turns out that Brother Ying Long likes this kind of facial paralysis." ā€

Zuo Jichuan glanced at him, but it was just that Ying Long went to find Chonghua, and it was inconclusive whether he would chase her or dissect her. How can you cover the coffin so early.

"Is this a corner of someone else's wall?" Qinglin suddenly looked up and asked.

Suzaku covered his mouth and forced a smile, when he told them about the news, everyone's reaction was also very interesting. One or two are like being struck by lightning. If Ying Long hadn't accidentally passed on his wrong clothes, he wouldn't have known that this kid would visit girls in the middle of the night.

There are security guards at the door of the apartment, Ying Long sent Chonghua to the door with a smile, watched her walk in and pressed the elevator, and did not turn around and leave until she walked into the elevator.

Chonghua didn't see Ying Long's actions, and he was confused when he stood in the elevator.

It stands to reason that she shouldn't be familiar with this Ying Long. Although she has no memory, just by looking at Qinglong's attitude towards her, she knows that they should be very familiar with these people.

Teng Snake watched from afar, never speaking or leaning over.

Bai Ze didn't say anything other than checking his body, and he could see that although he was not as raw as Teng Snake, he was not as familiar as Qinglong.

And this Ying Long, except for the time when Zuo's father drew blood, he still stood aside and watched Bai Ze draw blood for her, and he has never seen it again.

Not to mention the unreliable reason of love at first sight, Chonghua doesn't believe it, and the eight-adult family came to her for other purposes.

What could she be concerned about? Chonghua looked at the slightly pale cheeks reflected in the elevator door, and there was really nothing attractive about it. (To be continued......)