Fu Nanli held chopsticks in his hand, turned the steak over, sprinkled some rose sea salt, the sea salt slowly melted on the surface of the steak, Fu Nanli pretended to respond casually: "Well, go to Li Fang to check it." ”

Wen Qiao licked the corner of his mouth nervously, "That'...... So what did Dr. Lee say? What is written on the pathology report? ”

Fu Nanli picked up the black pepper grinding bottle and looked at the people around him indifferently: "Do you want to add some black pepper?" ”

Wen Qiao nodded: "Hmm." ”

The grinding bottle made a clicking sound, and he said lightly: "I haven't recovered my memory yet, and it is said that it is difficult to recover." ”

Outside the window in front of the glass table, it was dark, and the transparent glass could clearly reflect her face and see her expression.

She didn't snicker, but her expression was complicated.

Wen Qiao secretly rejoiced in his heart that as long as he kept losing his memory, she could always stay by his side as a liar.

But she felt that it was very unfair to him not to recover his memory, and amnesia was a disease anyway, and she still hoped that he could have a complete and healthy life.

After the steak was fried and the soup was boiling, Fu Nanli put the pasta into the pot, served the steak, and ate it in front of the floor-to-ceiling window.

When Wen Qiao's hands are good, Fu Nanli will help her do it for her, not to mention that she still has one hand hanging now, the steak is cut into small pieces that are easy to eat, and the pasta is served and placed in her hand.

Raising his eyes and seeing that she was a little sullen, he asked softly, "What's wrong?" ”

Wen Qiao hurriedly said, "Huh? It's okay, your hand hurts, it's better not to get wet, bowl ......"

"There is an automatic dishwasher."

Wen Qiao let out an 'oh', took the fork in his hand, rolled up the pasta, put it in his mouth, and asked thoughtfully, "Do you feel sorry that you forgot something?" ”

If he is unhappy, she will feel a heavy sense of guilt.

Fu Nanli put down the knife and fork in his hand and touched her face: "There will be no regrets." ”

Wen Qiao tilted his head to look at him: "Really? ”

The man's eyes were inexplicably sincere: "Hmm." ”

Wen Qiao's little guilt dissipated a little, although she told a little lie, she at least saved Fu Nanli's life, and she was very good to him, he seemed at least happy now.

She comforted herself and carefully built her mind.

Fu Nanli didn't dare to let her know that she had recovered her memory, afraid that she was a deer in the forest, and she would leave her world in panic at the slightest disturbance.

Wen Qiao's loss came and went quickly, and she was happy to learn that Fu Nanli would not be unhappy because of amnesia.

After dinner, he also helped Fu Nanli bring dishes into the kitchen.

Fu Nanli held his forehead: "You are still injured, sit down obediently for me." ”

Wen Qiao leaned over him: "Your finger is also injured, let's be considered a common suffering." ”

The girl's smile was bright, and the light in her eyes was very moving, Fu Nanli thought that even for her smile, he would hide some things that should be hidden at all costs.

After the meal, the two nested on the sofa, and Fu Nanli took the invitation letter to her: "There is a charity dinner on a cruise ship in two days, you can take your brother to play, you can meet some friends, I have a job, so I won't accompany you." ”

Wincho took the invitation: "Are you flying to Helsinki?" ”

"Well, let Xu Shen be the captain in two days, and I will fly two times, if it is feasible, the workload will be sharply reduced in the future."

Wen Qiao nodded: "Xu Shen is definitely okay." ”

Fu Nanli squinted at her slightly: "You will speak for him." ”

"The people you brought out will definitely be able to." She said it extremely firmly, and the vanity of Master Fu was satisfied.

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