"What?" Du Zeming was paying attention to Lin Qingrou's eyes, and sure enough, he didn't find any clarity in those eyes, it was obvious that Lin Qingrou's consciousness was not awake at the moment, and then Du Zeming had to test again, "So, do you know me?" ”

Hearing this, Lin Qingrou looked at Du Zeming carefully, her eyes kept on his face, and her expression was a little more puzzled, as if she didn't know the person in front of her at all, but she was a little puzzled, why did he appear in front of her, "Look familiar, are you a friend of your parents?" Or is it my brother's friend? ”

Du Zeming raised his eyebrows, not knowing whether he should frown or laugh at the moment, Lin Qingrou's ignorant state after being drunk was so cute, but she didn't remember herself at the moment, "You really don't know me?" Lin Qingrou rarely gets drunk, and she has never shown such a gesture.

"But why are you in my room?" Lin Qingrou answered the question. However, this room was indeed remodeled by Du Zeming based on Lin Qingrou's previous bedroom, so after waking up, even Lin Qingrou, who didn't recognize Du Zeming, didn't feel that the place he was in was very strange.

"I ......" Du Zeming couldn't answer the question, "You tell me what you're looking for first, and then I'll tell you why I'm here." Since Lin Qingrou was already in such a state, he had no choice but to plan and continue with Lin Qingrou's train of thought.

Xu is bias in his heart is Du Zeming, this subconscious feeling will not be wrong, even if Lin Qingrou in a drunken state at this time no longer remembers that she and Du Zeming got married, but she still feels very good about the person in front of her, I can't say how good, but I just feel happy in my heart.

"I'm looking for my mother's diary, I remember I just came in yesterday, and I'm stealing his diary out of my room now, and I should return it today, or my mother will find out." Lin Qingrou continued as she spoke, nervously searching under the table to see if there was any trace of the diary.

Du Zeming was really sure at this time that Lin Qingrou's memory stayed in the time before he married him, but now that things are wrong, that period of the past has become a thing of the past, "Don't look for it, it's getting late, you rest first, and then talk about it tomorrow, okay?" ”

In this case, even if Lin Qingrou flipped through the night, it would be impossible to find the so-called diary in her mouth, and Du Zeming didn't want Lin Qingrou to rest well this night, this was Lin Qingrou's attitude but she was very stubborn, "No, I must find it out, otherwise my mother should talk about me again." ”

Du Zeming saw that he really couldn't persuade Lin Qingrou, so he had no choice but to sit next to her in resignation, although he knew that Lin Qingrou couldn't find anything, but he also symbolically helped flip it a few times on the side, and asked casually: "Why do you want to peek at her diary?" ”

"Naturally, because I think my mother writes very well, when I grow up, I must be like my mother, I envy the relationship between her and my father, and I envy them for being able to experience so many things together." Lin Qingrou was still holding a small box on the table in her hand at this time, and opened it to check it after finishing speaking.

The box was Du Lin's toy, the Transformers suit that Song Miao bought for him a while ago, this was not at all what should appear in Lin Qingrou's room in such a state at this time, "Huh? What is this? I don't remember putting it here, was it mine? ”

Obviously, Lin Qingrou not only forgot that she was married, but even forgot that she had a child, and her big eyes that she didn't want to read it were full of doubts and accidents at this time.

Du Zeming had to admit that although Lin Qingrou was drunk at this time, and he didn't remember many things because he was drunk, he knew that the young man at this time showed her appearance when she was young, but judging from the look between her eyebrows and eyes, Lin Qingrou in her girlhood was indeed much more lively and hearty than she was when she grew up.

Du Zeming had no choice but to cooperate with Lin Qingrou at this time, and he took the box in her hand, "This is what I brought, not what you originally had in your room, it's my child." ”

"Wow, this handsome uncle, it turns out that you already have a child? Then he must be as handsome as you, what a blessed child! Although most of Lin Qingrou's eyes were still drunk, the emotions mixed with this drunken state were not affected at all.

I have to say that drunkenness is really a double-edged sword, after all, people who are drunk can let go of themselves, and as for what state it is in after letting go, it determines whether the sword is good or bad. For Du Zeming, it is not a bad thing to be able to take the opportunity to see Lin Qingrou with so many smart emotions mixed together.

People who have been hurt are always accustomed to wrapping themselves in a hard shell, and their soft inner appearance is always surrounded by a thick wall, and even if people are lucky enough to walk through this wall, it does not mean that the wall will disappear because of these people.

Lin Qingrou is a very vivid example, the hard wall that wraps it may only disappear when she is drunk, and the agility and vitality that should have belonged to her are all reflected after this, restoring the most authentic self.

"I won't tell you, I seem to be a little sleepy, since you are my brother's friend, then you can help me talk to him later, and ask if my mother's diary is with him, goodbye." While saying this, Lin Qingrou got up by herself, although she was a little shaky, but she also refused Du Zeming's support to take a step forward.

After staggering and walking two steps, Lin Qingrou paused, and without waiting for Du Zeming to remind her, she turned to look at the pair of slippers next to the carpet, and subconsciously walked over to put on the slippers, and then continued to staggered to the side of the bed, and fell asleep by herself very obediently.

Du Zeming has been watching Lin Qingrou's every move behind him, his eyes are also full of doting, he didn't say a word the whole time, you are letting Lin Qingrou do what she wants to do.

In the middle of the night, a crescent moon hung in the sky, and the white moonlight poured on the earth, and the haze was also dyed with a sacred color, adding a lot of brilliance to the earth.

originally thought that this night would end in such a situation, but he never thought that before he could leave Du Zeming time to relax, Lin Qingrou here had a new movement, it seemed that he was not sleeping steadily, and he tossed and turned not long after lying down.

In the end, Lin Qingrou still woke up, this time she woke up, but it was less than half an hour since she just lay down, Du Zeming was sitting on the sofa with a laptop at this time, looking up something, maybe he was still dealing with the company's housekeeping, Lin Qingrou's movements attracted his attention.

Walking to the side of the bed, as soon as Du Zeming wanted to speak, Lin Qingrou rubbed her eyes and sat up, still muttering in her mouth, "I'm thirsty...... Water ......"

Du Zeming heard the words and turned around, poured a glass of water and turned back, handed it to Lin Qingrou and asked tentatively, "How did you sleep?" Is your head still dizzy? Is there anything else that doesn't feel comfortable? He couldn't keep Lin Qingrou's state yet, and he didn't know if she was still like just now, and she didn't remember him at all.

Lin Qingrou took the water, took a sip, and then handed the cup back to Du Zeming, and lowered her head for a while before raising her head to look at the person next to her, her eyes were still a little drunk, and her eyes were also a little hazy, "Zeming...... I miss you so much, Ze Ming......"

Which play is this staging? Compared to Lin Qingrou who didn't remember herself just now, this person now makes Du Zeming feel even more cramped, but it is easy to understand that he is in such a state when he is young, after all, after getting drunk, it is also a normal person's reaction that he is not very conscious.

Before Du Zeming could react, Lin Qingrou had already stretched out her little hand to grab Du Zeming's big hand, put it on her face and rubbed it, and her coquettish tone gradually rose, "Why did it take so long for you to come back, I've been waiting for you for a long time, do you know that you are very angry?" ”

"Huh? What's wrong? What makes you angry? After the scene just now, Du Zeming also probably mastered how to get along with the drunk Lin Qingrou, and at this time, he already understood that he needed to follow Lian Qingrou's words to say this truth.

Lin Qingrou closed her eyes and still put it in Du Zeming's hand, "Do you know that I love you very much, do you know?" I'm afraid of losing you......" At this time, it has almost become Lin Qingrou's confession meeting, although he is speaking without logic at the moment, but what he says is all words that can make Du Zeming happy.

When she was conscious, Lin Qingrou rarely said so many sensual words, and the normal way for them to get along with each other was that Du Zeming spoke sweetly and Lin Qingrou was shy and blushed, and other than that, everything else could be regarded as an exception to getting along between them.

"I know." Du Zeming said and sat on the edge of the bed, changing the action of touching Lin Qingrou's face to holding Lin Qingrou in his arms, his eyes revealing the ultimate tenderness, "You also need to know that I love you far more than you imagined, and I will never change." ”

Lin Qingrou closed her eyes at this time, although her breathing was not long, but it was stable, but she was not asleep, she was looking in a certain direction with her eyes open, as if she was immersed in her own thoughts.

Du Zeming was not in a hurry to Lin Qingrou's answer, they were snuggling together like this at the moment, the dim light in the room hit the sides of the two people, and two sweet silhouettes were left on the white wall.