The oil in the pot over there was splashing. Song Qingcheng hurriedly got up and touched the forehead he had just hit, and couldn't help but shake his head again. My head hurt as if it was going to explode. Song Qingcheng didn't care about everything in the pot, he just wanted the pain to be relieved.

Song Qingcheng looked at his hand, feeling familiar and so unfamiliar. This was supposed to be used to flip through documents, but the hand tapping on the keyboard was now used for cooking. Song Qingcheng's expression darkened.

I remembered that I seemed to have fantasized about Lin Zhi's sleepy eyes before, and I said good morning to myself when I saw breakfast.

In order to accommodate himself, he lived in a dilapidated house.

Her anxious appearance is not like an ant on a hot pot, but like a little hamster who can't find a home, staring at it with big eyes. She didn't speak, she didn't know how cute she was when she was angry.

Thinking of Lin Zhi's angry appearance, he looked like a small hamster with his cheeks puffed out, staring at him indignantly. Song Qingcheng quickly dispelled his thoughts.

Don't you say you're impressed?

How can a person who has done so much for Song Qingcheng not be moved. A weak woman, shouldering the responsibility of taking care of herself. Regardless of the opposition of the people around her, she can even endure her parents' unkind attitude towards her one by one. She loves herself miserably.

However, when Lin Zhi and the others would really appear in front of Song Qingcheng's eyes, he didn't know what to say to Lin Zhi's starry eyes.

Say that because of picking up ingredients, I accidentally hit my head, and then I recovered my memory? Awkwardness can arise between two people.

In the past, when they lost their memories, they both got along happily.

The world thinks that Song Qingcheng has no heart, and there have been no other women around him.

There are even rumors that it is not normal. In fact, Song Qingcheng is a person and has a mortal heart. Apathy is due to not meeting the right person, and putting time and energy into work.

Facing Lin Zhi, he admitted that he had moved his mortal heart. But now in the face of such a situation, Song Qingcheng doesn't know how to face it.

It's like a boy in love, who has someone he likes, but he doesn't know how to face it.

Mr. Song is naturally not a boy, not so naïve. Now that he knows the emotions in his heart, he won't run away, but he still needs a little time. It was an accident to meet Lin Zhi, but he didn't hate it.

Song Qingcheng looked at the mess in the kitchen and the breakfast that had not yet been made, and a trace of helplessness flashed in his eyes, more spoiled.

The maid who got up was no longer surprised that Song Qingcheng appeared in the kitchen, and Song Qingcheng returned to his usual cold expression.

In a rather soft tone, he said to the maid who came, "Remember to make her breakfast." ”

Most of the people who come to work here are very smart, they know what they should do and what they shouldn't do, of course they are not stupid, and they know that Song Qingcheng is referring to Lin Zhi.

Seeing Song Qingcheng leaving, he didn't say anything, just did his part.

Inside the car, Song Qingcheng stared out the window, and scenes of scenery kept passing in his sight. And the images in his memory are playing like a slideshow.

The scenes warmed Song Qingcheng's originally cold heart. There is warmth, and naturally there is also the attitude of Song's mother and Song's father towards Lin Zhi.

The car stopped steadily in front of the company. The driver didn't ask why he arrived at the office so early today.

Song Qingcheng came back to his senses and opened the car door. Looking at the shadow reflected in front of him, the suit was worn very decently, and the tie was meticulously beaten, which was the usual image of Song Qingcheng, who was thunderous and thunderous.

Song Qingcheng didn't say anything, and went upstairs directly, scanning the company with a cold look in his eyes. The front desk lady looked at the momentum of her president, and she didn't even dare to say hello.

Song Qingcheng went upstairs, dealt with the matter in hand, and put Lin Zhi's matter in the back of his mind.

Although it was still early in the morning, the people in the company were already in place one after another.

The company became active in an instant.

In Song Qingcheng's office, the keyboard was constantly tapping, and piles of documents were rapidly decreasing at a terrifying speed.

It is all thanks to Song Qingcheng's reading speed at a glance and ten lines, as well as the high-speed operation of his brain.

The secretary knocked on the door, saw Song Qingcheng rubbing his temples with his fingers, and glanced at the documents piled up next to Song Qingcheng.

Glancing at the document he was holding, he picked up a decent smile, and didn't know how to speak.

Song Qingcheng raised his eyes and said loudly: "Let it go, and then take this pile of documents and send them away." Song Qingcheng pointed to the pile of documents.

"I want to see the results that I am satisfied with before the afternoon, and this is not the result I want to see with such a high salary." Song Qingcheng said in a deep voice.

The low voice carries a majesty that makes people can't help but be convinced.

The secretary felt at this time: his domineering Mr. Song had finally returned. At the same time, he was surprised in his heart, but he nodded with excellent quality on his face.

It's just that the dark waves are surging in the eyes hidden under those glasses.

Song Qingcheng glanced at it and spoke again: "Go and come over for that cup of coffee." ”

Piles of messages on the computer indicate that emails are coming. Song Qingcheng looked at what he owed before, and couldn't help but start to have a headache again.

Lin Zhi was a little upset. The morning light gently sprinkled on Lin Zhi's bedroom, waking up the girl who was still asleep.

On the white and tender face like a porcelain doll, Lin Zhi's eyelashes moved, and in the next second, those big eyes opened, and his eyes were sleepy.

Looking at the clear sky outside the window, a round of red sun, the blue sky is vast, and the blue is compared to the jade color of the ten thousand rooms in this world. The beauty was probably in that moment. It is not the familiar alarm clock that wakes you up in the morning, but the morning sun.

Away from the pleasant temperature in the bed, the sleepy-eyed Lin Zhi staggered slightly to open the bedroom door. As expected, Song Qingcheng sat at the dining table, smiling and waiting for her, but he didn't see it.

Delicious food is laid out on the table. But there was a cold smell of silence in the air. Lin Zhi was shocked, and he didn't feel any sleep. shouted out loud: "Song Qingcheng? ”

The soft voice continued to spread in the air, and there was no low response.

Lin Zhi panicked, she thought about a lot of possibilities for a moment, wasn't the car accident enough, Song Qingcheng was kidnapped again?

Lin Zhi's heart tightened, and he hurriedly called again. Maybe Song Qingcheng might be taking a bath or something, but he didn't hear me calling him, Lin Zhi kept comforting himself in his heart.

But the fear in my heart still rippled like that ripple.

Looking at the familiar breakfast, maybe when she finishes eating, Song Qingcheng will appear. But there is obviously only one breakfast on the table, and if Song Qingcheng makes it, there will definitely not be only one.

Lin Zhi became more and more flustered, knowing that Song Qingcheng was an adult and would not have an accident, but it was caused by habit. It's just that Lin Zhi is too worried about Song Qingcheng.

Maybe even she didn't know that Lin Zhi already had a person named Song Qingcheng living in her heart.

Yes, the maid should know where Song Qingcheng went.

Lin Zhi hurriedly shouted, sweat wetting a strand of the girl's hair. The maid appeared in a hurry: "What's wrong?" ”

The maid looked at Lin Zhi so anxiously that she even forgot to bring her name.

"What about others?" Lin Zhi anxiously grabbed the maid's hand and asked.

The maid sighed in her heart that the relationship between the two was really good, but Song Qingcheng didn't tell where they went when they went out, and they didn't have the right to ask this question.

I could only say helplessly: "Sir, he went out early, and he didn't say where he went." ”

Hearing the maid say that Song Qingcheng had gone out, Lin Zhi looked confused, what the hell is going on? I didn't say a word to myself when I went out, so it's good to leave a post-it note.

She walked in front of the servant, and when the servant saw Lin Zhi approaching her, she quickly lowered her head, thinking that Lin Zhi was going to talk about herself, but when she saw the servant who lowered her head, Lin Zhi couldn't do anything.

"Did he tell you where he was going before he left? Or which way is he going? Lin Zhi took the maid's hand, and at this time he had to hope to know something from the maid's mouth.

Hearing Lin Zhi ask himself this, the servant suddenly remembered it and realized that he didn't even ask where he had gone, and the servant looked helpless, knowing that he had asked Song Qingcheng where he was going.

"I'm sorry, Miss, I didn't ask my husband where he was going, and I don't know where he went." After speaking, the maid lowered his head, Lin Zhi looked helpless, even if he blamed her, it was useless.

Now Lin Zhi can only do it in a hurry, and the only breakthrough maid doesn't know, can he only blindly look for it? Lin Zhi is now unkempt and helpless.

"Where can he go now? Did he go to his own company? Lin Zhi thought about it carefully, thinking about where Song Qingcheng might go, Lin Zhi rushed outside, not caring about his image at all.

At this moment, Lin Zhi was standing outside, she was already looking for Song Qingcheng outside, she searched all the places that Song Qingcheng might go, and finally determined that it was on the company's side, but Lin Zhi didn't know if Song Qingcheng would be in the company.

"Miss, don't look like this, hurry up and go home and wash your face first, and then comb your hair before coming out, everyone around you is looking at you." The servant grabbed Lin Zhi's hand, but Lin Zhi shook him off.

This is the last place that Song Qingcheng may go to in Lin Zhi's impression, could it be there? But Lin Zhi thought about it, Song Qingcheng shouldn't go there, Lin Zhi is now swaying.

"Miss, go back and freshen up now, even if Mr. comes back, I guess I won't be very happy to see you like this." The servant lifted the forest branch.

Lin Zhi shook his head helplessly, if he hadn't seen Song Qingcheng when he was grooming, then what was the point of his own grooming? The servant in front of him also knew that he couldn't persuade Lin Zhi, so he stood next to him.

At this time, Lin Zhi thought of a way, it was better to make a phone call with Song Qingcheng's secretary, in case the secretary knew Song Qingcheng's whereabouts and he missed the opportunity to ask.

When he came out, he didn't bring his mobile phone, Lin Zhi had no way to rush to the phone booth outside, Lin Zhi's unkempt appearance now attracted the attention of a large number of people, although Lin Zhi himself was very good-looking, but this kind of raunchy dress was really unacceptable to ordinary people.

"You have to answer the phone!" Lin Zhi threw in the coin, this was the only cash she had with her, she listened to the busy tone next to the phone, and prayed in her heart, asking him to answer the phone.

The maid standing outside was a little distressed when she saw her young lady in a hurry like this, but the maid couldn't do anything, after all, she couldn't change Song Qingcheng directly in front of Lin Zhi.

Lin Zhi waited for a long time, but the phone was still not answered, Lin Zhi walked in front of the servant, the servant looked at Lin Zhi with a confused expression, why did Lin Zhi come to him?

In the end, Lin Zhi borrowed change from the maid so that he could continue to make calls.

The secretary's assistant came over with the secretary's mobile phone, he looked at the unfamiliar number on it, with a puzzled face, the secretary said that he would not let himself answer strange calls, but this call has been coming for a long time, although it is said to be in the phone booth, but what if it is an important person?