After listening to Wen Ran's words, Gu Kai didn't know what to say for a while.

He remembered that when Mo Xiuchen woke up after surgery, he looked dazed, not only forgetting everyone, but also who he was.

Mo Xiuchen didn't panic, but asked him very calmly what happened to him, why didn't he remember himself and no one anymore.

He told him that his name was Gu Kai. Because they hadn't found Ran Ran and Ah Mu at that time, he thought that Ran Ran was really gone, so he didn't tell Mo Xiuchen about her existence.

"Brother, you don't have to be sad, although I promised Cheng Jia not to take the initiative to find Xiuchen, nor to tell him about the past, but if Xiuchen remembers it herself, I think, she may figure it out, emotional matters can't be forced."

Although she hates Mo Jingteng and Cheng Jia for snatching Mo Xiuchen, she can't discriminate against Cheng Jia's feelings for Mo Xiuchen, because she and the one she loves are the same man.

In addition to threatening her with a poisonous oath, Cheng Jia's heart for Mo Xiuchen can be said to be more believed in than Mo Jingteng. She knew very well that Mo Jingteng asked Mo Xiuchen to go back, but for the foundation he had laid all his life, and he used Xiuchen as a useful chess piece.

After Mo Zixuan was arrested, Mo Jingteng could see it without even looking at it.

If Xiuchen was useless to him, Mo Jingteng would definitely not snatch him after he lost his memory. And in order to take revenge on Xiuchen for leaving the MS Group before, he divorced them and let Cheng Jia stay by his side.

Gu Kai smiled gently, "I'm not sad, I'm very moved, Xiuchen can still remember your number when he forgets everyone and things, and he persistently looks for a number, I think, he forgets you only temporarily, it won't be long before he will be able to think of you." ”

Before he stood up, he patted Wen Ran's shoulder again, "Ranran, you have to go to the countryside tomorrow and go to bed early." ”

"Well, brother, good night."

Wen Ran smiled at him, watched him out of the room, she flipped out the previous photos in the photo album of her mobile phone and looked at them for a while, put down her phone, and lay down to sleep.

**

Country D

In the elegant western restaurant, Cheng Jia looked at the man sitting opposite with affection, he ate gentlely and elegantly, she couldn't help but be a little infatuated.

"Is there anything wrong with you?"

Mo Xiuchen raised his eyes and swept Cheng Jia lightly, and asked in a cold tone.

Cheng Jia was stunned, blinked blankly, and when she met his questioning eyes, she immediately burst into a bright smile again, and said briskly: "Xiuchen, I'm thinking, let's take some time to take the wedding photos." ”

"What are you anxious about?"

Mo Xiuchen didn't answer the question, his eyes paused on her face for a second, then lowered his head and fed a small piece of steak into his mouth.

Since the old man picked him up, he told him that Cheng Jia was his fiancée, and their wedding dates had been booked.

A beautiful face with a faint sadness written in front of him appeared in front of him, and the glance and half-second eyes stopped, but they were so memorable.

Mo Xiuchen's deep eyes flashed a subtle strange emotion, and that beautiful face was the one he remembered most clearly since he lost his memory these days, and it could even be said that it was the only one that touched his emotions.

A touch of injury flashed in Cheng Jia's eyes, and the eyes staring at Mo Xiuchen were affectionate and gentle, and even the voice was so gentle that the listener felt pity, "Xiuchen, I had a dream last night, and I dreamed that you didn't want me anymore." ”

She pursed her lips, looking pitiful, seeing that Mo Xiuchen just looked at her lightly, her eyes did not have a trace of pity and tenderness, she felt sad again, thinking of last night's dream, her eyes turned red unconsciously, "You wouldn't have been so indifferent to me before, but since you lost your memory, you no longer pay attention to me." I don't mention our marriage anymore, and I left alone, repairing the dust, I'm really scared now. ”

Cheng Jia had crystal teardrops hanging on her eyelashes, shaky, really unspeakably wronged.

Mo Xiuchen's handsome eyebrows frowned slightly, and Cheng Jia's voice continued: "Xiuchen, if you can never remember the past, will you never be able to treat me like before." ”

"I don't know."

Mo Xiuchen's voice was a little cold and hard.

He just doesn't have that kind of feeling for a man to a woman for Cheng Jia, except for that, he doesn't hate her much, of course, provided that she doesn't do something that makes him hate.

If she stayed by his side all the time, just a secretary, or a nanny, he could barely accept it.

But let him get along with her as a lover, and even want some intimacy between lovers, he can't do it.

Cheng Jia's tears fell in his sentence of 'I don't know', she pursed her lips tightly and wept silently.

Mo Xiuchen glanced at the other people in the hall and whispered, "Don't cry, it's all about makeup if you cry again." ”

"Xiuchen, I'm just sad......"

Cheng Jia has a deep sadness between her eyebrows, vividly interpreting the grief of being left out in the cold after being forgotten by the person she loves the most.

Mo Xiuchenjun's face changed slightly, his dark and deep eyes were a little complicated, Cheng Jia's sadness was not pretended, she was really sad, but he didn't feel distressed because of her sadness.

The feeling of emptiness in my heart did not dissipate because she was by her side.

He pursed his thin lips lightly, his eyes were a little warmer, and he said lightly: "When we are done here, we will return to China, and when we get to the familiar environment in China, maybe my memory will be able to recover soon." ”

Cheng Jia was slightly startled in his heart, and looked at him with tearful eyes, "Xiuchen, I didn't mean to force you to recover your memory immediately, you don't have to worry." The doctor said that your body is still recovering, and the work is already very hard, so you should not rush to think about the past, what if you have another headache. ”

She had seen Mo Xiuchen's headache when she recalled, and at this moment, when she heard him say that he might be able to recover her memory quickly when she returned to China, she panicked.

Mo Xiuchen's voice was calm and indifferent: "Don't worry, I have my own measure." ”

He paused in his voice, and added: "We have to stay in country D for at least three months, and there are a lot of things here, I really don't have the energy to retrieve my memories, so these days, don't compare the past me with the current me, save yourself from being sad." ”

Cheng Jia pursed her lips gently, looked at him in a daze, and didn't answer.

"As for our marriage, don't mention it for the time being."

"Xiuchen, why?"

Cheng Jia looked at him sadly, he actually said that their marriage should not be mentioned for the time being. No, she didn't say yes.

Mo Xiuchen saw her sadness in her eyes, there was still no change in expression on her face, and her tone was also clear and cold, without a trace of waves: "Marriage is a lifelong thing, I don't want to be casual." ”