ZHANG Chen, ZHANG Chen, ZHANG Chen......

Chen Wen is now full of this name. His head shook a little nervously, frowned, and looked at the man named Zhang Chen in front of him.

How many different identities does he have in his lost memories?

Ye Xiaoying's senior colleagues, colleagues who accompanied Ye Xiaoying to Chengdu to participate in the Science Fiction Venture Capital Conference, people who went to Mandan to participate in the Asian Science Fiction Forum with Ye Xiaoying and Chen Wen, people who died with Ye Xiaoying in the Mandan car accident, and Chen Wen's "agent" when he cracked the horror experience for others as the "eye of the fallen leaves".

And also...... Rival? No, Ye Xiaoying is his girlfriend, he can't be called a rival in love, he is just an admirer of Ye Xiaoying.

Zhang Chen quickly moved his gaze back to Ye Xiaoying, he smiled and looked at her for a while, then turned around and said, "You are beautiful today." ”

He should be looking at Ye Xiaoying's makeup. In the meaning of his words, Ye Xiaoying really doesn't wear makeup usually, but today she deliberately put on makeup to see Chen Wencai.

Also, Ye Xiaoying did not tell Zhang Chen that she was looking for a candidate for a "rookie science fiction writer".

Why didn't she say it? Would she rather Zhang Chen regard herself as her friend?

Zhang Chen turned around and walked towards the door of the coffee shop.

Chen Wen had too many questions in his heart and wanted to ask him clearly, so he chased after him with an arrow step, shouting "You wait a minute" while stretching out his hand to grab Zhang Chen.

But he grabbed a void, and Zhang Chen disappeared out of thin air in the coffee shop as if he had turned into a burst of ashes.

Chen Wen couldn't believe the magical scene in front of him, he looked at his hand, and indeed didn't catch anything.

"Yes, it's Chen Wen."

Ye Xiaoying's voice suddenly called her name from behind. Chen Wen turned around, only to find that the coffee shop had changed.

Between him and Ye Xiaoying was a glass wall made of frosted glass. Through the frosted glass, Ye Xiaoying could only be vaguely seen with her back to the glass wall, talking to Zhang Chen.

Zhang Chen snorted through his nose and said, "You've wasted too much time for this guy these days." He wrote that these are children's tricks, and there will be no market. ”

"The market ...... Why do we have to cater to the market, do we have to dig new science fiction writers for the market? ”

"What do we eat if we don't cater to the market, and what do those writers eat?"

"There will be readers who will like this style. He writes very carefully, and tries very hard to present a story with ups and downs, changes and reversals to everyone. ”

"His writing is terrible."

"Whose first novel wasn't like that? And how many of the real science fiction writers are beautifully written? I can teach him, and he will definitely get better and better at writing. ”

"Yingying, what's wrong with you?" From Zhang Chen's voice, he was really angry, "How can you praise him only based on your own preferences, it's too unprofessional." ”

"I'm not unprofessional, although his novel is only half written, as long as you read it carefully, you will know that this is the most in line with the theme of the special solicitation of science fiction venture capital conferences." Ye Xiaoying's figure moved, as if she was handing the splint containing the printout of "Milk and Chocolate" to Zhang Chen.

"Alright, alright. He didn't even finish it, only 50,000 words. Even if you read his outline beforehand, it doesn't mean that he will actually write according to it. Yingying, don't be fooled by this man. ”

Chen Wen, who was outside the glass wall, couldn't help but shout: "What nonsense are you talking about!" ”

The two on the other side of the wall fell silent for an instant, and there was no longer any sound of conversation. Then the middle of the glass wall becomes a door, which is opened from the inside.

It was Ye Xiaoying opening the door for him.

A warm light spilled into Chen Wen's eyes. It warmed his whole face, it was a warm place, it was a feeling of home.

After blinking vigorously a few times, Chen Wen could see clearly that Ye Xingshu and Li Qian were sitting at the table in the living room in front of him. They craned their necks, smiling and looking in the direction of the door.

He was led by Ye Xiaoying into the living room. When she bent down to look for slippers, Chen Wen hurriedly greeted Ye Xingshu and Li Qian, who were sitting at the dining table: "Uncle, aunt." ”

"Hello, hello. Come and eat. ”

At that time, Ye Xingshu and Li Qian both had a very good mental state. The two warmly beckoned Chen Wen to sit across from them, and asked Ye Xiaoying to serve him a meal and pour a drink.

"We know that Yingying's little girl's family must have been taken care of by many friends in Shanghai." Ye Xingshu toasted Chen Wen, "Today we finally let us meet her new friend." ”

Chen Wen looked at Ye Xiaoying embarrassedly, and then replied to Ye Xingshu: "I'm sorry uncle and aunt, I ...... I really can't say that I can take care of Yingying. In fact, Yingying and I have only known each other for a few days, and we had a great chat. I didn't know you were there today, and I didn't even prepare a gift...... It's really presumptuous. ”

Li Qian was amused by him, and hurriedly comforted Chen Wen while picking up vegetables: "Young man, don't think about it, we don't let Ying Ying say it." ”

"Yes, this is the first time Yingying has brought her friends home for dinner after work. In any case, in the days to come, you will definitely need to take care of it. ”

Chen Wen could only keep nodding his head.

Halfway through this dinner, Ye Xingshu suddenly asked Ye Xiaoying: "Yingying, how did you do the finishing work over there?" ”

"Almost...... I'm just an intern, so I could have left a long time ago. But I have to sort out the work in hand, and I don't want to get confused. ”

Chen Wen thought about it for a while, and then understood what they were talking about: "You're leaving?" ”

"Yes. The magazine where my father worked opened an office in Shanghai, and I didn't expect Zhang Chen to take the initiative to hand in his resume to my father, and said that he would change jobs with me. ”

Chen Wen is not jealous, nor is it any other strange emotion. He just remembered something again, and kept rubbing his fingers and rubbing them again.

Everything around him dimmed, as if Chen Wen was left alone in the world.

Zhang Chen and Ye Xiaoying both went to "Chinese Science Fiction Literature", and then the two went to Sichuan to participate in the Science Fiction Venture Capital Conference instead of Ye Xingshu. At the conference, Ye Xiaoying introduced Chen Wen to investors from the Kingdom of Talan, and the three of them went to Mandan to participate in the Asian Science Fiction Forum together, and suffered a car accident in Mandan.

Zhang Chen, Chinese Science Fiction Literature ......

Chen Wen wanted to wake himself up from his dream. He thought around and shouted, "I'm dreaming! I'm dreaming! Wake up! ”

This time, it turned out to be ...... Can't wake up?

Chen Wen felt that he was lying flat, and there seemed to be someone talking around him. I can't move my hands and feet, and my body seems to be doing some kind of translational movement.

But why can't I wake up?

Chen Wen took a deep breath, and the sound of the air flow whistling in his ears like a very rapid wind.

He remembered, this time it was a hypnotic state that he had only entered after taking medicine, could it be that this medicine had trapped him?

Wake up, you have to wake up!

Ye Xingtong, Dad, Mom...... There are so many people waiting for them to go back. You can't just sleep to death, absolutely not!!

"Absolutely no !!"

Chen Wen exclaimed and sat up from a certain bed! His swift movements caused the white blanket covering his body to slide down. But the hands did not lift with the body, and there was even a huge pain in the wrists of both hands.

Chen Wen found his hands and feet tied to a hospital bed with plastic bandages. The first thing he saw clearly was a large medical device in another room separated by a glass wall that was scanning a patient's brain.