Zou Zichen ignored me, helped me to the edge of the bed and sat down, lifted my bruised foot and looked at it, his eyes became more and more condensed, he threw the bag in his hand on the table, and walked to the bathroom.

"Why don't you take a hot shower?" I yelled into the bathroom. Although the temperature in Nanning is not low, the spring rain is still very cold, and he is easy to catch a cold.

My words were like speaking to the air, and I didn't get a reply. But I pursed my lips anyway. He came in the rain, which shows that he subconsciously cares about me.

I looked at the floor and giggled.

Zou Zichen came out of the bathroom shirtless, his black hair was wiped a little messy by a towel, he shook it twice with his hand, walked up to me, and looked at me condescendingly.

I haven't seen him for more than two years, and I am a little embarrassed to suddenly see him like this, but looking at the eight-pack abs in his abdomen, I can't take my eyes off it, he used to have only four abdominal muscles in his abdomen, but now he has exercised to eight pieces, which is tough and charming.

"Didn't you go back, why did you stay here?"

I was slightly stunned for a moment, raised my head and looked at him, my eyes were gentle, and the corners of my mouth smiled slightly, "Didn't I say, I won't leave if I don't bring you back." The tone was soft, but firm.

Zou Zichen pursed his lips, his eyes were long and deep, he opened his mouth to say something, and finally closed it again, turned around and went to get the bag he brought, took out two bottles of medicine from it, walked back to me, and ordered, "Go to the bedside." ”

I moved to the head of the bed, laid my legs flat on the bed, and looked at him with wide eyes.

Zou Zichen sat on the edge of the bed, put the medicine on the bed, lifted my injured foot, lightly put it on his leg, and frowned slightly, and then, took a bottle of medicine and unscrewed the lid, poured some on his palm, rubbed his hands together, and then covered my feet and neck, rubbed gently, skillfully and gently.

Looking at those slender hands, my heart was sour...... These hands have hugged me countless times, and they are also a strong support point for me.

My eyes slowly moved from his hands to his face, and he drooped his eyelids slightly, as attentive as ever. I stared at his eyebrows, from his forehead all the way to his chin, moving down a little bit, his skin was a little thinner and darker, but his facial features were more and more handsome and deep, and his eyebrows were more cold than before.

Unconsciously, I raised my hand, my fingers lightly touched his face, and called him in a low voice, "Achen." ”

Zou Zichen raised his eyes to touch my sight, his expression was in a trance, and then he avoided my hand.

"You ...... me Lost the slightest sense of familiarity? I looked at him, my eyes a little moist, "You used to press my feet a lot, do you still have the slightest impression?" After a pause, "Because I am cold, the doctor said that it is good for me to massage my feet often, and at that time, you should press my feet no matter how late you are busy at night." ”

Zou Zichen lowered his head and said indifferently: "I don't remember."

I smiled bitterly, and my anger came up inexplicably, knowing that I couldn't blame him for this, but I still couldn't restrain my disappointment. He tried to retract his feet, but his calf was grabbed.

"Don't move." He shouted.

I looked at him, tears overflowed uncontrollably, "Do you know, I think you think about how bitter you are in the past two years since you disappeared, people all over the world say that you are dead, but I just don't believe it, I don't believe that you will leave me." Can ...... now You have forgotten me, though you live. ”

Zou Zichen's deep eyes shrank slightly, and then lowered his eyes dimly.

At this moment, my phone rang suddenly.

I wiped the tears from the corners of my eyes, turned sideways to get my phone, and when I looked at the electricity, my eyebrows couldn't help but bend. Picking up the phone, a sweet voice immediately came from the microphone.

"Mommy, Mom," Panpan shouted a little anxiously on the other end.

I raised my eyes and glanced at Zou Zichen, who hung his head and frowned.

"Panpan, what's wrong?" When the words fell, I pressed the eave.

I'm afraid that Panpan's milky voice will come from the microphone, "Mom, I miss you, why haven't you come back." ”

Zou Zichen was obviously stunned when he heard Xiao Panpan's voice.

"Mom also wants to look forward to it, but ...... Mom will have to go back in a few days. I coaxed softly, but my eyes were fixed on Zou Zichen, and he slowly raised his eyes and looked over.

"I want my mother, I want to sleep with my mother." The daughter shouted over there, her voice a little stalked.

"Pan Pan is good, Mom is with Dad now, and Dad will go back together after work in a few days."

Zou Zichen heard me say this, his brows twisted into a rope, and he glanced at me.

I handed him my phone, pointed to it, and motioned for him to say something.

"Daddy...... I don't want a dad, I just want a mom. The daughter's voice was crying.

Belch!

Zou Zichen glanced at his phone, his lips pursed tighter, and his face couldn't see joy or anger.

Daughter...... Your dad should spank your little ass when you turn around.

"Pan Pan is obedient and obedient." As soon as I finished speaking, the old man's voice suddenly came from the other end, "Tong Tong, have you seen Zichen?" ”

I kind of regretted pressing the speakerphone when I was holding my phone. Now I can't press it back halfway through, "See." ”

"Did you tell him clearly? What does that kid mean? The old man asked.

I glanced at Zou Zichen and lowered my head, "I don't know either." ”

"You've been there for so many days, what's ...... Is it hard that he doesn't want to come back? The old man's voice exploded, "No, I'll have someone tie him up." ”

I'm covered in black lines.

"That...... Grandpa, don't get excited, he doesn't remember anything now, just give him an excessive time. I glanced at Zou Zichen, and happened to meet the light he glanced at, "I'll stay for two days and go back." ”

The old man sighed at the other end, "If you don't make trouble in Panpan, if Zhengnan hadn't taken her here for the past two days, we wouldn't have been able to take her." You'd better come back soon. ”

I lowered my brow, "Well, I'll do it as soon as possible." Then the old man transferred the phone to Panpan, who called me twice and cried, crying I was upset. In the end, she was carried away by her aunt.

Hanging up the phone, I leaned against the head of the bed and didn't snort.

Zou Zichen rubbed my feet again, then sprayed spray on my feet and neck a few times, put down my feet, got up and walked to the table, took out a small bundle of gauze from the bag, and then returned to the bed to lift my legs and fix my feet and neck with gauze.

After taking the medicine and holding his feet, is he leaving?

I thought to myself.

Zou Zichen pulled the quilt on the side to cover my legs, and suddenly asked, "How old is the child?"

I thought I was hallucinating and looked up at him in surprise.

His eyes were fixed on me.

My nose was sore, and tears came out again, "It's been nineteen months, and she said it early...... She is up to you except for her eyes like mine. ”

"What's like me?" He muttered, a soft light flickering in his eyes.

I glanced at him, "You were in a car accident when you were twenty years old, you had facial burns and plastic surgery, so your face is not the original you." What should you know about this? "Conkina knew his face had been straightened.

He looked at me with a look of astonishment in his eyes, "I see. ”

"It's not original, but your face before is not much worse than it is now."

He looked at me and asked a little hesitantly, "I'll follow you...... Did you know each other at a very young age? ”

"Well," I nodded, "and when you come back with me, I'll tell you everything about us, bit by bit." ”

When Zou Zichen heard this, his brows furrowed again.

"You don't want to go back with me?" I stared at him, "Or do you want to be Kangcheng?" ”

Zou Zichen looked at me fixedly, and only after a while did he say, "No."

I asked, "That's ...... Falling in love with Concina? His hands clenched, staring at his eyebrows.

"She saved my life." He said lightly.

Hearing this, my heart tightened. Should he promise Kangkina anything?

"You have a good rest, I'll go first." After the words fell, he got up, went to the bathroom, put on the half-wet shirt and prepared to leave.

I stopped him just as he was about to open the door and go out, "Wait, can you tell me how you've spent the past two years?" ”

Zou Zichen paused.

"When did you find out that you weren't Kangcheng?" I sat up straight, I couldn't just let him go like this, there were some things that I had to ask clearly, otherwise how could I be willing, "If you have been in Nanning, you should have seen the news of looking for you on the Internet." ”

Zou Zichen froze in place, as if he was thinking about whether to answer my question.

"Do you know who you are?" I then said: "You are the boss of a group, and your wealth is not much less than that of the Kang family. You also have a younger sister, an elderly grandfather, and your father. I took a breath, "Even if you forget me, they are all your relatives, and there is not a day when they don't look forward to your return." ”

He turned around and looked at me with a blank expression, "You better go back first tomorrow," the words fell, and he opened the door to leave.

I got out of bed in a hurry, "Zou Zichen." ”

He turned around, his face turned cold, "Lin Tong, I have forgotten all about my past, and now I only remember the events of the past two years, how can you let me go back." ”

His attitude is similar to the two of them just now, and there seems to be a hint of helplessness between his words?

The moment he slammed the door away, I felt a crack in my heart...... Is it difficult that he really has feelings for Conkina?

No, even if he doesn't remember anything, I don't believe he's going to fall in love with someone else.

I took my phone and sent him a message: If you don't make it clear to me, I won't go back, and I'll go to Kangzhai tomorrow.

The message was sent out, and the stone sank into the sea.

I was not reconciled, and sent another one: Do you know where the injury on your arm came from? That's what you drew when you thought of me, thirty-six, and I also engraved each one on my heart.

I sent him several messages in a row, but he never responded.

I suddenly thought of an extreme solution, and I wondered if he still felt for me.

So I sent him a final message: Do you want to see me cut thirty-six wounds on my arm?