Jiang Han insisted that he had lost his memory, and his common sense of life disappeared along with his previous memories.

You are originally a big and young person who does not distinguish between grains and grains, and only when you know can you have ghosts. Midsummer Solstice complained silently in his heart and continued to pick tomatoes.

Jiang Han felt that he was being looked down upon, and he kept making excuses for himself.

Midsummer Solstice was so annoyed that he couldn't get angry with the patient, so he had to stand up quietly, pick a cabbage, twist his hands in the opposite direction, and with a crisp sound, the cabbage was picked off.

Jiang Han's neck hurt, and he only felt that it was his head that was taken off. He immediately shut his mouth and honestly followed behind Midsummer Solstice.

A curtain hung at the door of the kitchen, made of burlap, with a propaganda picture in the style of the 50s and 60s, on which a simple woman in a headscarf looked at a group of piglets with a happy face, and wrote in large letters: Raise the pigs in the society to be fat and big.

Jiang Han praised, "This one is quite playful." ”

Midsummer Solstice glanced at it and replied, "It was my dad who made it himself." ”

Jiang Han wanted to know more news, so he wanted to chat a few words, and the midsummer solstice had returned to the stove.

Jiang Han couldn't help, so he had to look at the kitchen.

The Midsummer Solstice kitchen is also very simple, with all kinds of kitchen utensils hanging in rows on the wall, spices in large and small glass bottles, and finally stored on a very old wooden tray.

Next to it is the dining room, where there is a long wooden dining table, square and rounded, with rounded corners. There are four chairs on the side of the table, which have been used for many years, and the back of the chair has a layer of oily shine.

"Do you eat spicy?"

The words of the midsummer solstice called Jiang Han's attention back.

He looked back at the stove, and the water in the pot was boiling, gurgling and bubbling, burning a white mist.

In front of the midsummer solstice, there is a brown paper bag containing fresh noodles, and next to it are a few pieces of hot pot base. The washed cabbage was covered with water droplets, which she tore into small pieces and installed them in small rattan boxes. The shallots on the cutting board are chopped into shallots, and the tomatoes are also finely chopped.

For some reason, Jiang Han felt that this picture was somewhat healing.

After waking up, there was a chill in his body. At this moment, the cold suddenly disappeared, his body became hot, and his stomach screamed uncontrollably.

Midsummer Solstice said again: "What about you, do you eat spicy?" By the way, do you eat green onions? ”

“…… I don't remember. Jiang Han was a little helpless. As if to hide this helplessness, he complained to the midsummer solstice: "I've been dating, and you haven't lost your memory, why don't you even know my taste." ”

Suspicious again? Midsummer solstice, really vigilant.

However, it's a bit pitiful that I can't even remember what I like to eat.

She thought of Fang Lidong, her ex-boyfriend for a long time.

Counting the ambiguous green onion time in high school, the two have been dating for ten years, and she never seems to have paid attention to whether he eats spicy and green onions.

So Midsummer Solstice said frankly: "I didn't pay attention. And we dated a long time ago. ”

Is this person so frank and scummy? Jiang Han wanted to taunt a few words, but remembered that he didn't know the other party's preferences now, so he could only shut up.

He was sure that the midsummer solstice was not lying. No one would be so insincere if they lied.

Midsummer Solstice said again: "Forget it, don't eat spicy." You have low blood sugar, you shouldn't have eaten for a long time, and your stomach can't stand it. ”

She thought of Jiang Han's top ingredients, and asked puzzledly, "How can you be so hungry that you have low blood sugar, how long have you been soaking in the sea?" ”

Jiang Han looked at her blankly, "I can't think of it." I just remember that it was dark around and you rescued me from the sea. ”

"Got it, mermaid princess."

Midsummer Solstice said, and put the prepared dishes and accessories into the pot.

Even if he forgot everything, Jiang Han knew that Fan didn't do this. He asked, "You don't know how to cook at all, do you?" ”

Midsummer solstice dissatisfied: "Aren't noodles rice?" ”

Seeing that she wanted to throw the whole bag of noodles into it, Jiang Han hurriedly stopped: "I can't eat so much." ”

Midsummer Solstice looked at him strangely: "Don't I want to eat?" ”

Jiang Han then remembered that she had run for herself all morning.

Because of guilt, Jiang Han stayed honest in the subsequent process. Until the meal is served.

In the middle of summer, he only took out a big bowl from the kitchen cabinet and filled a full bowl for Jiang Han, Jiang Han wanted to ask her if she didn't eat, so he saw her eat directly with the pot.

Jiang Han couldn't hold back in the end, and asked curiously, "Is there only one bowl at home?" ”

Midsummer Solstice is very sincere: "I'm lazy and want to wash one less bowl." ”

Is washing dishes a big project? Jiang Han said, "I, I'll wash the dishes." You're cooking, I'm going to do the dishes, that's fair, right? ”

Midsummer Solstice was a little skeptical: "Do you know how to wash dishes?" ”

Jiang Han couldn't listen anymore: "Let me emphasize again, I'm really just having amnesia, I'm not a fool!" ”

Midsummer Solstice was noncommittal, and said very casually: "Don't use it today, you are a patient, and there is preferential treatment." ”

Jiang Han let out an 'oh' and stopped talking.

The two sat opposite each other, quietly sipping noodles. Jiang Han couldn't stop peeking at the midsummer solstice. Midsummer Solstice was already weak-hearted, and he became more and more worried when he saw it, and asked, "Something?" ”

Jiang Han hurriedly said, "Can you tell me about my past?" ”

When you tell a lie, you have to fill it with an infinite number of them. Midsummer Solstice sighed secretly, "I'll talk about it after eating." ”

With the hot pot base, although the cooking skills are average in the middle of summer, it will not be difficult to swallow. The two quickly swallowed all the noodles and returned to the Midsummer Solstice room.

Jiang Han sat down on the beauty collapse, his hands obediently on his knees, like a schoolboy listening carefully.

In the middle of summer, he secretly broke out in a cold sweat.

She didn't know Jiang Han's past at all, and she couldn't make it up.

Suddenly, she looked at the wedding invitation on the table and came to inspiration.

Since Fang Lidong was used once, it didn't matter if he used him a second time. Anyway, others are at school, and they don't have the face to come to her again.

So Midsummer Solstice had the confidence to say in a deep voice: "We are junior high school classmates." ”

Jiang Han was surprised: "We, early love? ”

"Not really." Sheng Xia Zhi said: "At that time, I was the first, you were the second, and we knew each other better. ”

Unexpectedly, I was still a top student. Jiang Han was a little happy: "Then what." ”

"Then high school. I've been good at studying, you didn't get good grades for a while, we knew each other better, you borrowed my notes to use, and I got more acquainted with it.

You took the college entrance examination twice. The first time the results are average, you have great expectations for yourself, you are going to Qingbei to re-submit the famous school, the grades are not enough, you want to fight again, choose to repeat.

Unexpectedly, the second time the results were even worse, you had no choice but to apply for Agricultural University, and we became alumni.

In the second semester of your freshman year, we officially dated.

Later, I went to graduate school for a master's degree and continued my major. You also studied for a master's degree, crossed the examination in finance, and said that the prospects for agricultural insurance and small agricultural loans in the future are very good, and you want to develop in this area.

We are in different campuses and there is less contact.

My classmate told me that you were very close to a certain female classmate, and I didn't take it seriously.

Because I was very busy at the time. I'm busy working on projects, I'm busy catching up with my dissertation, I want to learn a lot, but I don't have much time. We first met once a week, then once a month, and then once a few months.

It's always you who come to our campus to find me.

You seem to have talked to me about your plans for the future, and I don't remember exactly, because I was always thinking about my own business.

Later, I'm Kaobo, and you-"

Midsummer Solstice looked at the wedding invitation on the table, "You broke up with me." ”

Jiang Han asked, "Why?" ”

Sheng Xia Zhi said: "Your current girlfriend is the daughter of the vice dean, and she can help you stay in school to teach." ”

Jiang Han was puzzled, "Then I'm not engaged in finance?" ”

Midsummer Solstice shook his head, "I don't know." We haven't spoken in a long time. ”

Jiang Han digested it for a long time and said to Midsummer Solstice, "I'm sorry. ”

Midsummer Solstice was stunned for a moment: "No need, I'm also-"

"Yes." Jiang Han said seriously: "Although you seem to care more about your own business, this is not a reason for me to split my legs.

If I don't want to continue, I should formally break up with you, and then go to someone else.

It's me who did it wrong. ”

Fang Lidong is Midsummer's first love, and Midsummer Solstice has only talked about this love. She has no experience in love, so she can only compare with the learning experience she is good at.

Learning pays attention to every point of hard work and harvest, where the time is used, where the results are. She judged her feelings: she didn't invest much in this relationship, and it was as it should have been if there was no good result.

Therefore, when her friends scolded Fang Lidong as a scumbag, she was a little weak-hearted.

But now, Jiang Han told her that even if she did something wrong, Fang Lidong was even more wrong than her.

Midsummer solstice breathed a sigh of relief.

She agreed: "Yes, you are wrong. ”