Du Zhan dragged the ground, feeling that something was not right, as soon as he raised his head, he met Hua Yao's angry eyes, and his brain hurt like a pinprick.

The mop in his hand fell to the ground, he covered his head, his eyes were dark, he couldn't stand steadily, and he almost knelt on the ground.

Hua Yao was startled, hurriedly stretched out her hand to support him, and asked with concern, "Du Zhan, what's wrong with you?" ”

Du Zhan couldn't answer.

A picture came to his mind.

The floor in the living room was covered with water stains, and the white carpet was also dirty. He was holding a mop and was secretly mopping the floor, and a pair of pink slippers appeared in front of him. He looked up along his legs, and before he could see the other party's face, he was first calmed by a pair of eyes full of anger.

He didn't want her to be angry, and when he opened his mouth to say something, the memory was gone.

In fact, it was a very brief scene.

Du Zhan still wanted to think about it, but he couldn't think of anything.

He looked up at Hua Yao in confusion, and said in a hoarse voice, "Don't be angry. ”

Hua Yao was stunned for a moment, and let go of his hand, "You remembered it." ”

"Remembering what?"

Du Zhan noticed that the two were very close, frowned and widened the distance between the two, and deliberately explained.

"What can I remember? I didn't have amnesia. ”

He was stubborn, but he stood still.

Hua Yao didn't know him yet, a man who was hard at the end no matter where he was.

If it weren't for his ugly face, he would be really uncomfortable, Hua Yao really didn't want to care about him, let him know that he knew that he was powerful.

"I'll help you out and rest."

Hua Yao said this, Du Zhan didn't do it, his head was really like it was blown up. But now I don't have any memories in my head. He didn't know if the scene just now was his hallucination, or if it was really his memory.

Du Zhan was interested.

It's cool in the living room, but it's not easy to lie down. Hua Yao helped the person back to the room and asked Du Zhan to lie down and rest.

The director team was still watching, but they turned around, took a piece of clothing, and blocked the camera. Just block the camera, she also turned off Du Zhan and her microphone.

Before closing, Hua Yao also deliberately said, "Teacher Du is uncomfortable, so I won't record it yet." ”

What the director can say, he can only be petted.

Who makes Du Zhan's body more important.

Hua Yao brought a towel, wiped Du Zhan's face, and then stood next to her and asked condescendingly, "Did you remember something?" ”

Du Zhan closed his eyes and did not speak.

He thought that if she didn't speak, Hua Yao would have nothing to do with him.

"It doesn't matter how much you remember, what matters is that you can remember it one day. I've called the doctor, I'll be there tomorrow, and I'll have him check you out. ”

This can't be said to beak, it's really not like the usual Hua Yao.

Du Zhan opened his eyes and said to her, "Even if I think of something, it must have nothing to do with you." I don't like strong women, and I don't like women. You're not my thing. ”

Hua Yao felt that someone was gone on the road to death, which was awesome!

"You have a good rest, and we'll talk about it when you're done. I'll go down first, and you can call someone directly if there's something. ”

The kitchen hasn't been cleaned yet, and she's going to finish the work she's given.

The afternoon sun is very abundant.

The light in the living room was nice and it was nice to sit on the sofa with your eyes closed. Hua Yao went upstairs to see her son, and took a nap downstairs.

The director said: "Xie Yao doesn't rest, but unfortunately he is not an artist." Otherwise, with this attitude, it will definitely be popular. ”

The assistant also chimed in: "She has good acting skills, maybe she will make her debut after our show is broadcast." ”

The director nodded thoughtfully, "Maybe it's something." ”