The gray Ford car drove through the intersection, Qin Jiu took out the candy box from his pocket, checked it, and found no yellow one.

"Stop in front of me, I'll buy a box of candy."

Shen Zhifei's slender fingers poked out and helped her open the storage box.

In the storage box, there are Skittles neatly stacked.

So much?

"You also work part-time selling sugar?"

"I'm low blood sugar, so I'm prepared."

I see.

Qin Jiu took out a box and opened it, picked out a lemon-flavored one and stuffed it into his mouth.

Shen Zhifei looked sideways, and there was a smile in his peach blossom eyes.

"Don't you share it with me?"

Pour a few pieces of sugar into his hand, pick out the lemon-flavored one and put it in his mouth, Qin Jiu handed him the rest.

happened to be at a red light, Shen Zhifei stopped the car at the intersection and stared at the candy in her palm.

He curled the corners of his lips, pinched the sugar from her palm, and threw it into his mouth: "You like the lemon flavor?" ”

"I don't know." Qin Jiu looked sideways and looked out the window, "Probably." ”

On the day her grandfather sent her up the mountain, she saw a skittle candy in the supermarket at the station, and her grandfather saw that she seemed to want to, so he bought a box for her.

On the way up the mountain, she picked out the lemon-flavored skittles inside, and the others didn't move.

It was a completely knee-jerk act.

That sweet and sour taste gave her an inexplicable sense of familiarity.

When she is upset, eating a lemon rainbow candy will make her feel much more comfortable.

From a medical point of view, sugar can promote the secretion of dopamine and reduce the secretion of the stress hormone cortisol, but Qin Jiu feels that these are not enough to explain her preference for this particular taste.

This preference is more due to psychological factors, or the fact that this sugar used to have a big influence on her before she lost her memory.

She started eating candy just to use this familiar element to reopen the floodgates of memory.

It's a pity that the memory was not recovered, but I unconsciously developed the habit of not leaving the sugar.

The phone shook slightly, and Jian Yao sent a message.

Little Ancestor's Little Sun: Little Ancestor, where is it?

9: Coming soon.

Thinking of the supper he had made, Qin Jiu turned his face to look at Shen Zhifei.

"Someone invited me to supper at night, do you want to go with me?"

Shen Zhifei smiled.

"Okay."

The car drove into the underground parking lot of Jiujiang Building - today's screening event will be held in the dome hall on the top floor of this landmark building in Jiangcheng.

The two got out of the car together and walked into the elevator.

The top layer of sugar had already been picked by her, she casually poured out a few pieces of sugar, picked out what she wanted, and handed the rest to Shen Zhifei.

Shen Zhifei took the candy, and Qin Jiu lowered his eyes and looked at his left hand.

Why do you feel that this action is so natural.

Before, who did she share sugar with?

"What's wrong?"

Seeing that she was distracted, Shen Zhifei asked with concern.

Qin Jiu shook his head lightly and stuffed the sugar box into the big pocket on the front of the sweatshirt.

The elevator stops on the top floor and the doors separate.

Shen Zhifei held on to the elevator door, and Qin Jiu stepped out of the elevator with a snowball.

On the side of the corridor, Jian Yao was walking out of the lounge.

Halfway through the change, his pale pink shirt had not been buttoned, his hair was a little messy, half of his clothes were tucked into his belt, and half of his clothes hung down from the belt.

If it is someone else, it will probably look sloppy, but for him, it is a different kind of romance.

The boy's phoenix bone is extremely enchanting.

What kind of color and clothing can't be suppressed, and it can't be taken away.

This man is naturally suitable for standing on the stage and in the spotlight, and when he looks forward to it, he can snatch people's souls.