Lying on the ground in a daze, helpless, and in a trance, blood was everywhere in the field of vision, and between heaven and earth, it was like purgatory.

The cold liquid unconsciously flowed out of his eye sockets, and Xiaobo curled up in pain, looking at Xiao Zifeng with sad eyes.

Why save him?

He didn't know her, why did he give up his life to save her?

Sadly closed his eyes, his heart was empty, and his mind flashed with the appearance of Xiao Zifeng suddenly rushing out of the corner to save him, Xiaobo couldn't help but sobbed in a low voice.

The smell of blood spread, for a long time, the chaotic consciousness was sober, and Xiaobo's sad eyes flashed with a trace of doubt.

His heart seemed to ache, as if he was sad for someone's departure, but why couldn't he remember?

Who is it?

Looking down at the gunshot wound in the chest, Bob looked up sadly.

In the open space half a meter away from him, there is a tranquilizer gun, the muzzle of which is facing the east, whose gun is it?

Trembling up, looking around, feeling a little disappointed and lonely, did he forget something?

"Xiaobo, are you okay? Lao Wang, call the emergency number!"

"I'm fine, did Shicheng catch it?"

"Of course, he is already in prison. Xiaobo, you are so capable, when I return to the police force, I will greatly praise you. ”

"Team Lin, am I the only one undercover?"

"Well, just you, who has this ability except you!"

“......”

Is it?

Is he the only one undercover?

Vaguely, how did he feel that there was still a woman, a vague impression appeared in his mind, he couldn't remember what it looked like, only felt as if there was a cute little dimple.

Carried on a stretcher to the ambulance, Xiaobo looked at the place where the anesthetic gun was located with a lonely look, and his fingers trembled slightly.

No, there shouldn't be just one undercover agent!

......

"Bang!"

Ruan Qingbo was sorting out his clothes, when he suddenly heard a loud noise in the dressing room, hurriedly put down his clothes, ran to the dressing room, noticed the broken mirror on the ground, and asked worriedly: "Sister Xuanxuan, are you not injured!"

Wandering to Ruan Qingbo's side, Fu Zixuan lowered her head sadly: "Qingbo, I feel as if my memory is disappearing little by little." ”

"Sister Xuanxuan, have you been too tired lately?" I couldn't figure out what was going on with Fu Zixuan, Ruan Qingbo helped her sit aside, and patted her on the shoulder with concern.

Recently, Sister Xuanxuan is filming and making albums, and she hasn't slept for three days, I'm afraid I'm too tired!

"Qingbo, who is my agent?"

"Sister Geng Lin, Sister Xuanxuan, you won't forget Agent Geng! She has taken you for three or four years, and you can't let Sister Geng hear what she said just now, otherwise you won't be able to eat and walk around. ”

"Geng Lin, Qingbo, do you remember a person who laughs... Laughing ......"

Staring at Fu Zixuan's frowning brows, Ruan Qingbo thought out and guessed, "Sister Xuanxuan, what are you talking about? What are you laughing at? Joke, smile?"

What does Sister Xuanxuan want to say?

How could she not understand!

It seems that this time is really tiring, so tired that Sister Xuanxuan forgot the name of her agent.

"Qingbo, I seem to have forgotten someone, a person who is very important to me. ”

"Male or female?"

"Girl, she seems to be older than me, but she is very mature, she is not very good-looking, but she is round and cute, she is very solid in her work, she is very good to me, she ......"

"Sister Xuanxuan, haven't you woken up from a dream? ”

Seeing that Qingbo didn't believe her words, Fu Zixuan eagerly defended: "I didn't dream, she is real, it's just that I forgot what her name is, she really existed!"

Geng Lin opened the door of the dressing room, and heard the artists and assistants under his hands arguing, and couldn't help but ask, "What is real?" Xuanxuan, your courier!"

Sister Xuanxuan said that she forgot a person, she was still a girl, and her memory was lost, and she also said that the girl really existed. ”

"What's and what, you two are so boring!"

What results can you talk about?

As a listener, she didn't understand a word, she only knew that one person was dreaming, and one person was interpreting dreams!

"Sister Geng, Sister Xuanxuan ...... just now"

Fu Zixuan grabbed Geng Lin's hand and asked eagerly: "Sister Geng, who sent me the express?"

"I don't know, it's the field manager who said someone asked him to hand over an item. What's wrong, there's a problem with the courier?"

"No, it's a script! There is a passage written in the script shell, which feels familiar to me, as if I have worked with the owner who wrote it. ”

"What are the words? Let me see: I met Jun Chu, honest and cute, stupid and hazy, but wise and foolish, my life is safe, and I hope to cherish it!"

Listening to Geng Lin read a line of words outside the script, Fu Zixuan grabbed Geng Lin's arm tightly, and her eyes were faintly surprised and at a loss: "Sister Geng, I feel familiar with this word, but I just don't have an impression in my mind, you say, will I have dementia." ”

slapped on the back of Fu Zixuan's head, Geng Lin reluctantly instructed: "What are you thinking about every day, I think you are tired and confused recently, today's shooting task has ended, you go back to rest early." ”

Although I don't know who mailed them the script, the words on it are very suitable for Xuanxuan's image, silly and cute!

"Sister Geng, script?"

"It's okay, I'll take a closer look later, the title page says that the script is for you, but you still have to check it, so that someone doesn't have to frame you. ”

Standing up straight and tidying up her clothes slowly, Fu Zixuan didn't know why, she suddenly remembered an address in her mind, her mouth was not controlled by her brain, and she opened her mouth and asked directly: "Sister Geng, is there anything worth paying attention to on today's hot search list?"

"Well, there is a big thing, I heard news from the leadership, saying that the big guy who governs black and white has been arrested, and the entertainment industry may have to be rectified. ”

"The big guy was arrested, what's going on?"

"I don't know, it seems that there are undercover agents who took evidence when they were trading, and found out the copywriting of their crimes from the room where they traded. ”

"Is anyone hurt?"

"It doesn't seem to be. Alas, Xuanxuan, something is wrong with you, I remember you didn't care about this before. ”

The movement of wearing a mask paused, and Fu Zixuan replied vaguely: "It's okay, I just want to ask suddenly!"

After speaking, Fu Zixuan opened the dressing room with a sad face, and looked at the green screen in a trance.

Next to the green screen, there was a big tree, and there was a chair under the big tree, and Fu Zixuan walked towards the big tree with a strange expression.

"Sister Geng, what's wrong with Sister Xuanxuan?"

"It's okay, I guess I'm too tired, I want to relax, you go follow her, call me if you have something." ”

"Okay!"

......

"Smack!"

Broken pen?

Lian Zihe looked at the broken pencil in surprise as he saw a sudden tingling in his heart.

I had nothing to do today, I found rice paper and a brush from the room, sat down for a long time, I didn't know what to paint, and suddenly I had an inspiration and wanted to draw a girl, but the tip of the pen just touched the rice paper, and it was broken into two.

What's going on?

Could it be that the pencil has been left in a humid environment for a long time, so the quality is not up to par?

His knobby fingers were held at the bottom of the pencil, and his eyes looked at the rice paper uncertainly, and the inspiration that had come to his mind seemed to be gone.

What did he just want to paint?

Sadly dropping the only half of the paintbrush left, Lian Zihe turned sideways to look out the window at the light drizzle.

The drizzle is hazy, and the white mist is entangled, like a fairyland on earth, but it is too quiet, and it seems that something is missing!

The calm and waveless eyes looked at the orchid placed in front of the windowsill, and the corners of his lips couldn't help but rise.

It's alive!

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