"Money, I don't have it! This is my dinner guy, come to you! In the future, when I am brilliant, you will come to me with this thing! I can grant you a wish! After a pause, the woman opened her mouth and patted her chest and promised, "Hmm! You can wish for anything! ”

After speaking, the woman stuffed a hard disc into Si Moyan's hand.

Withdrawing his thoughts from his memories, Si Moyan quickly opened the drawer at hand, and there was a brown metal disc lying quietly inside, with a diameter of about ten centimeters, surrounded by dense traditional runes, which ordinary people couldn't understand, but there was a pointer in the middle of the compass.

This thing is not big, but it is heavy in the palm of your hand.

Si Moyan stared at it and became intent, and his mouth vibrated with words: "Wen Siyu, why don't you remember?" ”

After getting this compass, Si Moyan found someone to investigate briefly, and within three days, he found all the information about Wen Siyu.

But the strange thing is that she has no memory of him, and even when Si Moyan took the compass over, Wen Siyu was also full of strangeness to this thing, she pointed to the heavy thing and asked Si Moyan:

"You said this thing was mine!?"

"Heh, this gentleman, did you recognize the wrong person?"

"This thing is definitely not mine!"

"I've grown so big, it's the first time I've seen this thing!"

"It's not mine!"

Seeing her reaction doesn't look like lying!

At that time, Wen Siyu really didn't know this compass.

In addition, Wen Siyu and Lin Yanxi had just entered a state of love at that time.

But he kept thinking: Is there really two people in this world who look exactly the same?

It's a pity that the investigation was fruitless.

Si Moyan could only give up for the time being.

And last night, Wen Siyu was drunk in the same state as four years ago, especially this sentence: "Be good!" My sister is very good at hurting people! ”

It's exactly the same!

What the hell is going on?

Is this compass hers after all?

Since he thought of Wen Siyu, Si Moyan unconsciously took out his mobile phone and clicked on the chat window with her: [Are you awake? How does it feel? 】

As soon as the news came out, it was sunk into the sea.

Still sleeping?

Still uncomfortable?

Why don't you reply to messages?

Si Moyan had unconsciously finished reading all the chat records between him and Wen Siyu.

He was surprised to find that he and Wen Siyu didn't have much to chat about, but basically, Wen Siyu would reply seriously to every message he had. Not only does she reply in a timely manner, no more than five minutes at the latest, but she also adds a variety of cute and funny emojis to the text, which not only fits the content of the text, but also does not repeat it.

Every time Si Moyan would stare at the emoji for a long time, he was curious: where did she get so many strange emojis?

It's so cute!

He'll even substitute her into a meme.

Just thinking like this, suddenly, the door of the office opened, and a man with the same superior appearance as Si Moyan entered the door with straight and slender long legs.

If Si Moyan is a handsome and cold handsome guy who rejects people thousands of miles away, then he is a passionate and amorous son, he is dressed as a trendy man, opening the door with one hand, and the other hand is coolly inserted in his trouser pocket.

"Mo Yan—"

Si Moyan glanced at the man: "Why are you here?" ”

Song Jinxuan looked like a hanger, and sat down directly opposite Si Moyan's desk, with his thighs crossed: "What?" Not welcome me? ”

Looking around the cold office with amorous eyes, Song Jinxuan's face was a little more playful: "Could it be that there are beautiful women hidden in the office?" ”