On the way back to Chengye's courtyard, Xu Jiandong learned the news that Xiang Huan's memory had returned to normal.

It was Xiang Huan's WeChat message to him.

Xu Jiandong stared at WeChat several times before he laughed slowly, replied unhurriedly, and said to Xiang Huan that it was okay, congratulations.

Then he asked the driver to turn around and go to the train station in the town, bought the ticket and prepared to check the ticket, and then called Chengye directly.

Inform him that he had set off to return to Lincheng, and suddenly something had to be dealt with back.

After listening to it, Cheng Ye on the other end of the phone smiled and said that he knew, and he didn't mention Xiang Huan's recovery of his memory, but just asked Xu Jiandong how long it would take to come back.

This time, because Xiang Huan's sudden illness disrupted the original arrangement, they didn't have time to talk about the next cooperation.

"I'll be back in about four days." Xu Jiandong gave the approximate time.

"Okay, I'll wait for you with her."

After Chengye ended the call, Xiang Huan, who went to the bathroom, also happened to come out, with undried water beads on her face, she simply washed her face just now to make herself sober.

Knowing that Xu Jiandong had something to do and left suddenly, Xiang Huan was not surprised at all, sat down and continued to wipe his face.

They are now staying in the room where Xiang Huan lives, and after a kiss in the study, they went back here together.

Cheng Ye coughed, Xiang Huan raised his eyes a little unresponsively, remembering that the man was having a fever, and quickly asked him if he had a worse fever.

"Let's go back to you, take the *** temperature, and let the doctor take a look." Xiang Huan walked over and prepared to push Chengye out.

"You can also take your temperature, there should be a thermometer in that cabinet." Cheng Ye refused to leave, pointed out a cabinet in the room to Xiang Huan, and asked her to get a thermometer.

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Huan passed, and he really found it, and immediately brought it to Chengye.

Thirty-eight degrees Celsius, the temperature is still quite high.

Xiang Huan insisted on sending Cheng Ye back to his room to find a doctor, Cheng Ye was unwilling and had no choice, so the wheelchair was pushed by Xiang Huan and went to the door.

"If you don't stop, I'll jump myself." Narino had no choice but to threaten to get off the moving wheelchair.

That's a really good sentence.

Xiang Huan still knew him too well and knew that he would really do this, so he quickly stopped the wheelchair and stood in front of Cheng Ye.

"It's okay if you don't go back, then let's talk." Xiang Huan pulled over the chair and sat down.

Cheng Ye looked at her eyes that were still a little blank, and said softly, yes, you can start with what you want to say.

He also understood Xiang Huan and predicted what would happen next.

Xiang Huan took a deep breath, closed his eyes for a few seconds, and avoided Cheng Ye's gaze when he opened his eyes again.

"Remember what you told me the last time I was sick?" She asked Narino.

Narino breathed for a moment, "Remember."

Xiang Huan tugged at the corner of his lower lip, "This time, do you also think I'm acting?"

"I didn't think so." Narino replied crisply.

Xiang Huan's gaze returned to his face, and finally stared straight into Cheng Ye's eyes.

"This time, I really forgot about you, really." A mist surged in front of Xiang Huan's eyes, and he choked up and finished saying this.

"I know, don't say that anymore, you're fine." Narino's tone sounded quite calm.

But his reddened eyes betrayed his true emotions.

Xiang Huan's heart was sour, feeling that his life was really messed up to the extreme, how could he live like this.

Why did it go out like that

has many questions, and will be entangled with the man in front of him, or take the initiative to come to the door.

His illness is definitely not a sequelae of a car accident, he must have gone crazy.

"Xiang Huan," Cheng Ye opened his mouth to call her, "I contacted your doctor in Lincheng, you can go back."

"Okay, what about you." Xiang Huan looked at Cheng Ye.

Cheng Ye shrugged his shoulders helplessly, "You know my situation, I definitely won't be able to go back to Lincheng for the time being, and the hotel project here is also."

I'm going to get started, and I'll be here."

Xiang Huan blinked, "What you said, does it still count?"

"Well, you go back to the doctor, and you just think about the design plan, and we can communicate online." Cheng Ye didn't have to think about it to know what Xiang Huan was asking.

Xiang Huan got up from the chair and pushed back to the back of the wheelchair, "Okay, send you back, don't move."

The person in the wheelchair really didn't move again, and he didn't say anything threatening to jump off, and was retreated to his room by Xiang Huan.

Before Xiang Huan left the next day, Chengye's body temperature had returned to normal.

When Xiang Huan went out, he met Director Zhang, who came over to continue filming, and the two chatted at the gate of the courtyard.

Xiang Huan took the initiative to mention his illness, apologized to Director Zhang until it disturbed him, and then asked how long he would stay in the town.

After hearing Director Zhang say that she would leave in about three days, she regretfully said that she still wanted to invite Director Zhang to dinner, but now I am afraid that she will not be able to match the time.

Director Zhang let her be so polite, "No, no, find an opportunity in the future, you and Chengye will go to me when you are free, and I will cook."

Also, after Director Zhang knew the truth, he was very interested in Xiang Huan's condition, and he was thinking about whether to make a film in this regard.

Will definitely be in touch in the future

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Xiang Huan returned to Lincheng, it was also snowing here, she was very tired and didn't want to drive, but she couldn't get a taxi online for half a day, so she had to send a WeChat message to Xu Jiandong.

It's inconvenient to see that the other party picks up himself.

A minute passed, and Xu Jiandong replied to her, saying that he was not available, but sent a driver over and asked Xiang Huan to wait.

Xiang Huan breathed a sigh of relief, in fact, she didn't really want to see him at the moment, and now it was just right.

But waiting left and right, nearly an hour passed, and she didn't wait for Xu Jiandong's driver and car, so she had to ask again.

Xu Jiandong called directly over the phone.

Xiang Huan answered the phone and heard the other party's voice, "Hey, is it Xiang Huan?"

It wasn't Xu Jiandong who spoke, what he heard was a woman's voice, which sounded like Jiang Qiqiao.

Xiang Huan didn't know what was going on, "It's me, you're ......"

"Jiang Qiqiao, seeing that Dong drank too much, do you have something to do with him?" Big Brother Jiang's voice was very calm, and it sounded a little strange.

"Oh, I asked him to help take me home, and I didn't wait for the car and the driver, so I asked, is he okay?" Xiang Huan told the truth.

"Send me a location, like this." After Jiang Qiqiao listened, he just said such a simple sentence and hung up the phone first.

Xiang Huan looked at the phone screen in confusion.

But she still sent her location to Xu Jiandong, and his mobile phone was in Jiang Qiqiao's hand, so he could naturally see it.

Soon, Xu Jiandong's WeChat reply said that he had received it, and asked Xiang Huan to wait for another twenty minutes, and the car would come over to pick her up.

Xiang Huan knew that this was sent by Jiang Qiqiao, and after replying thank you for your interruption, he didn't say anything more.

The car came over on time and sent Xiang Huan back to his residence.

She had just entered the house and changed her shoes, and her phone screen was one

Liang, Xu Jiandong's WeChat is here again.

Xiang Huan picked it up and looked at it, but found that the news had been withdrawn, and he didn't see what it was.

Over there, what's wrong.

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