"Amnesia?" Hearing this sentence from the man's mouth, Lou Shiyu was quite shocked.

She has always felt that this man is quite mysterious, and her father said before that he could not find out his true background, but the truth is actually here: he is a man with amnesia. Even he didn't know who Shen Yi was, so it was naturally even more difficult for others to understand.

"Yes, two years ago, I was rescued by a man from the beach, and I found that the word 'Shen' was embroidered on the corner of my clothes, so I randomly named myself 'Shen Yi'. The man thought I was a good man, and I took on a lot of work, and of course, your family paid me the most generous in the past two years. Shen Yi explained her past to the eldest lady, on the one hand, she didn't want her to mistake her for a bad taste of COS; On the other hand, it is also to prevent Shi Bufan from making a small report to Lou Shiyu first without knowing it, and it is better to give the eldest lady a preventive injection first.

"Your name is not your real name, it seems that the benefactor who saved you is not small." Lou Shiyu knew that it was not easy to imitate an identity, that person must have helped Shen Yi take care of everything before letting him go out to earn money, "Then do you still have to give him a cut of the money you earn?" It's so pathetic, you also gave up three months' salary. ”

"Who am I giving up these three months' salary for, you don't know, do you?" Shen Yi stared at her tightly, his tone was ambiguous, but his expression was quite serious.

"Don't beg me for mercy. I won't compensate you for what you gave up on your own, and I don't have that much money. Lou Shiyu is obviously also a good hand at pretending to be stupid, and he forcibly turned the topic to money.

"Miss, after that king game, you don't feel it at all? You see, Qian Xu'er has given up on me. Shen Yibian didn't let her get her wish, took a step closer, and reached out to play with her long half-wet hair, "If you just touch your hair, you shouldn't have a rash." ”

I feel that this deacon is more and more aware of her physical reaction, and knows how to ask her about his feelings, is she looking for a deacon but a personal lover?

Lou Shiyu, who was frightened by this delusion, pulled back his long hair from his hand, deliberately took two steps back, and pointed to the high pile of books on the stool with a dry smile: "Didn't you come to help me organize the books?" Mr. Librarian. ”

"Well, that's a good title, just call me a gentleman, don't have a prefix." Shen Yi nodded at her with a relaxed expression, motioning her to do what she said.

"Hello sir." It's not a big deal to call "sir", he's older than her anyway, and it's okay to have an honorific title once in a while. Lou Shiyu didn't think about it at all, and shouted kindly.

"Okay, ma'am, let's read the book." Shen Yi smiled heartily, walked to the stool, and began to organize the books on the shelves.

Lou Shiyu was blushed by him, but it was difficult to attack the man who had turned his back, stomped his feet, picked up a new book and sat next to him to look at it.

Wordless intimacy flowed through the warm study.

From time to time, Lou Shiyu took his attention off the pages and stole a glance at the man he had tricked into becoming a librarian.

The uniform, which was ironed very flat, wore on his body, and there was a gentle sense of abstinence, especially when he stood on tiptoe and put the book on the top shelf, the whole person was like a falyabusa with wings about to fly, and his demeanor was elegant and calm.

What kind of person was he before he lost his memory? Now she's more curious.