Listening to their comfort, Ji Yanxi's heart warmed, put down the food in his hand, and gave them a hug: "I'm fine, okay, what can I do with Ji Yanxi." ”

Soon the three of them were in a fight.

Ji Yeon-hee also finished dinner, and when she was about to go to the shower, she took out the clothes she wanted to change from the closet.

But...... When she saw the black and white plaid shirt and dark blue denim dress, Ji Yeon-hee was short of breath.

This...... How could this dress come about......

How could there be such an outfit!

That...... That night......

……

"Grandma, hold on, I'll carry you up......"

"Bang-"

Ji Yeon-hee was physically exhausted, so she sent her grandmother up, but she was hit on the head with a stone.

Is that......

It was a girl in a black and white plaid shirt and a denim dress......

She also had a stone in her hand.

He slammed it into his head.

She...... She didn't know her...... But this person seems to be in her memory, and she seems to know ...... I don't seem to know ......

Have a scar on your face...... Scarred...... Who has a scar on their face......

With a headache, Ji Yeon-hee was short of breath and squatted on the ground holding her head.

The two people lying on the bed saw her situation and jumped out of bed one after another.

"How's it going for you?"

"Don't stop talking, huh? What the hell is wrong with you......"

"No, we have to go to the hospital, hurry."

Saying that, they were going to take Ji Yeon-hee to the hospital.

Ji Yanxi relieved herself and said weakly: "It's okay, I'm just a little hypoglycemic, I'm really fine, I don't need to go to the hospital." ”

They looked at her worriedly.

In this way, how does it seem to be fine......

Ji Yanxi continued: "I'll take a shower and rest for a while, and I'll be fine, so don't worry." And also...... I want to ask, do you know that I know a man with a scar on his face......"

Her head didn't hurt so much, she looked at them.

The two of them quickly thought through their heads.

Said in unison: "Ye Zitong! ”

Yes, except for Ye Zitong, they really didn't think of anyone with a scar on their face and someone who knew Ji Yanxi.

Ji Yanxi frowned, Ye Zitong ......

How could Ye Zitong do these things......

Ji Yanxi's memory of Ye Zitong is only filming.

And didn't know too much.

This is selective amnesia, and she can be regarded as forgetting Ye Zitong completely.

Forget all the bad things she did before.

Ji Yeon-hee stopped thinking about it, and the more she thought about it, the more her head hurt.

Ji Yeon-hee is not stupid, and she also knows such a thing as amnesia.

If a person thinks about one thing more than one person thinks, then the fragment of this thing is lost on time.

It's just that now, she has only found a little scum, and she can't even call it a fragment.

……

"Say! What is confidential?! ”

In the damp environment, the man in the combat uniform was scarred by iron chains tied to the wall.

He just stared at him viciously and didn't speak.

"Don't say yes?! Don't say it! So that you don't say! ”

He slapped his body again and again, but from beginning to end, he never cried out in pain.

……

"Grandma, if you like to eat this, I'll bring you here whenever I have time!"

The old lady smiled very kindly: "Okay, okay, by the way, when will your crew finish work, it's been filming for so long, grandma, I can't get enough of watching tidbits on the Internet every day!" ”

Ye Zitong smiled: "It's soon, I heard that ...... Yeon-hee is coming back. ”