Shen Jianian was not only surprised, but also terrifying.

The mole on her chest was a little lower, and she would not be exposed in a bandeau gown. There is also a birthmark on her inner thigh, which will not be easily seen.

"You still want to tell me that you don't know me?"

Shen Jianian's silent appearance fell into Fu Jichen's eyes, he thought that she was going to reveal it, and decided to verify it himself. He put his arm around her waist and unbuttoned her blouse.

When he put the evidence in front of her, he wanted to hear what else she had to say.

"What are you doing?" Shen Jiannian was shocked and angry, grabbed his collar with both hands, did not let him take off his clothes, and at the same time raised his feet and kicked him.

Fu Jichen snorted, his jawline was tense for a moment, and a layer of sweat oozed from his forehead.

Shen Jianian seized the opportunity to break away from his shackles, took a few steps back, and didn't notice that there was a bed behind her, she sat down on the bed, her eyes were full of guard.

He's really a pervert who goes crazy when he doesn't agree with him.

Shen Jianian trembled and buttoned a button that was torn open by Fu Jichen, and when he raised his eyes, his cold face showed a forbearant look, and his sideburns were wet with sweat, as if he was enduring pain.

He was so hot that he didn't say a word, like a robot without feeling, what is he doing now?

Shen Jianian recalled that the few times she kicked just now, only one of them actually kicked his leg, and she didn't seem to have much strength.

Fu Jichen glanced at her, didn't say anything, turned his back and walked out. Despite his best efforts to cover it up, Shen Jianian still noticed that his walking posture was not normal, and the left leg was uncoordinated.

She really kicked it.

Don't blame her, he deserves it, who let him do something to her.

The door shut, silence returned to the bedroom, and the sky was completely bright. Shen Jianian collapsed and collapsed on the bed, his legs slowly curled up, shrinking himself into the shape of a shrimp.

All kinds of details after seeing Fu Jichen were replayed in her mind, including those specious coincidences, all of which reminded her of the fact that perhaps, Fu Jichen really had something between her, but she didn't remember.

Shen Jianian's initial firm thoughts were wavering, making her feel headaches, helplessness, and incomprehension.

She is a person who follows the rules, how could she provoke someone like Fu Jichen? This is the last thing she can understand.

Fu Jichen naturally couldn't listen to her inner voice, after going out of the bedroom, he took the elevator to the first floor and found Cheng Jin in the kitchen, his voice was cold, and there was no emotion in it: "Make some more food and send it up." ”

Cheng Jin was holding a long-handled soup spoon in his hand, stirring the porridge in the casserole, turned around when he heard the sound, and asked hesitantly, "That young lady doesn't like to eat wontons?" ”

Fu Jichen didn't have the extra energy to explain to her, and only said two words: "No." ”

"My pot of porridge is almost ready, do you want to serve her a bowl of porridge?" Cheng Jin proposed.

Fu Jichen thought about it, Jia Nian likes to drink porridge, nodded and said, "It's okay." ”

Cheng Jin was about to turn around, his eyes inadvertently swept over the injury on the back of his hand, the whole person paused, and his tone was a little nervous: "Why is your hand injured like this?" ”

Fu Jichen lowered his eyes and looked at it, as if it was not himself who was hurt: "It's not in the way." ”

"I look like I'm burned, how can I not deal with it when it's so serious?" Cheng Jin put down the soup spoon, went to the living room to find medicine for him, and said as he walked, "You can't ignore it, in case the wound is inflamed, it will be troublesome." ”

She pulled out the drawer of the TV cabinet, pulled out the medicine box, and pulled out a burn cream. This kind of medicine is rarely used in ordinary times, so she put on the glasses around her neck, checked the expiration date first, made sure that it has not expired, and took it to Fu Jichen along with a pack of cotton swabs.

"You sit down, I'll help you apply the medicine." Cheng Jin was worried that he would not deal with it.

"Give it to me." Fu Jichen spread out his palms.

"You must apply medicine, you can't take it seriously." Cheng Jin repeatedly advised, put the scalding cream and cotton swab in his hand, turned around and went to the kitchen to stare at the casserole.

Fu Jichen sat down on the sofa, took a cotton swab dipped in scalding ointment and applied it to the back of his reddened hand, the coolness brought by the ointment slightly relieved the burning pain.

After a while, Cheng Jinsheng brought out a bowl of porridge, and as far as he could see, Fu Jichen had a lit cigarette on his lips, and he smeared medicine on the back of his hand with a cotton swab in his hand, his brows furrowed slightly, and he didn't look very impatient.

For some reason, Cheng Jin felt that he was like a normal person, in the past, when he came back here, he was full of tiredness, which made people not feel a trace of anger, just a shell with his soul drained.

Cheng Jin's eyes were inexplicably hot, and before Fu Jichen found out that he was out of shape, he turned his face and wiped the corners of his eyes with his fingers.

"I'm going to deliver porridge to that young lady." Cheng Jin said to him.

"Leave it on, I'll deliver it." Fu Jichen had already dealt with the burns, threw the cotton swab into the trash, took the cigarette off his lips, and extinguished it in the ashtray on the coffee table.

He went to the kitchen to wash his hands, trying not to get the back of his drugged hand wet.

Cheng Jinmu sent Fu Jichen into the elevator with the bowl, and at this point, he finally realized that Mr. was not ordinary to the woman he brought home today.

She didn't know if it was a good thing, on the one hand, she should be relieved that her husband had come out of the pain of the past, and on the other hand, she had a kind of regret that could not be said.

She occasionally thinks of Jia Nian, and every time she thinks that she is so young and gone, she feels sad.

*

Fu Jichen pushed open the door, walked into the bedroom, and stopped by the bed.

The person on the bed is curled up on his side, as if asleep, and his breathing is even.

Even sleeping is a gesture of self-preservation, is he so scary?

Fu Jichen didn't wake her up, put the bowl on the bedside table, and sat down on the edge of the bed. Unlike in the car, where he could only see half of her face, now that her face was facing outward, he could see her full sleeping face.

After looking at it for a while, Fu Jichen pulled the thin quilt on the bed, covered her very lightly, and quietly accompanied her, stroking her eyebrows, eyes, nose, and lips with his eyes, and finally fixed on her lips.

She hadn't drunk water for a long time, and her lips were a little dry, like dried petals from lack of water.

Fu Jichen couldn't help but reach out and touch her lips, the soft touch was real, not in a dream.

Shen Jianian didn't dare to sleep too deeply, felt that someone touched her, frowned, woke up in shock, opened her eyes and saw Fu Jichen's face, she was powerless except despair.

"Awake?" Fu Jichen stroked her sideburns, "Get up and eat something and go to sleep." ”

Shen Jianian sat up with one hand on the bed, the tranquility on his face when he was asleep faded, and he regained his vigilance when he was awake: "I said I won't eat." ”

couldn't let her go on a hunger strike, Fu Jichen took a step back and said, "Make a deal, you drink the porridge, I promise you a request." Except to get out of here. ”

Shen Jianian was skeptical.

Fu Jichen saw her distrust: "A gentleman's word, the horse is difficult to chase." ”

Shen Jianian had no choice but to try to believe him, but he had to meet her requirements first: "Give me the mobile phone, and I will drink porridge." ”

"Except for giving you your phone." Fu Jichen dismissed.

Shen Jianian frowned, and thought of another request: "I want to see Pei Che." ”

Fu Jichen's face sank, and he dismissed again: "Except for this." ”

Shen Jianian: "I want you to disappear in front of me." ”

Fu Jichen: "No. ”

Shen Jianian gritted her teeth in anger, this can't do it, it doesn't work, what else can she ask for? His so-called deal is simply playing tricks on her.

"I'm not eating." Shen Jianian shouldn't have expectations for this person.

At this moment, the door that was not tightly closed was pushed open by something, and there was a slight noise. Fu Jichen turned his head and glanced at it, it was the cat that slipped in, majestically erecting its tail, and the tip of its tail swept around, like a rattlesnake.

The cat owner swaggered around the bedroom, finally aiming at the big bed, and jumped up slightly.

Fu Jichen has a habit of cleanliness and does not allow these cats and dogs to come to the third floor, they always sneak up when he is not at home, and occasionally he will find a cat or dog hair in the bedroom.

Just as he was about to get the cat down, the cat was not afraid of him, raised his head, sniffed his nose on Shen Jianian's arm, jumped on her lap, coiled in a circle, and shrunk into her arms.

Shen Jianian has always liked cats and dogs, but she was a little overwhelmed by this self-cooked cat.

"You don't even know briquettes anymore?" Fu Jichen looked at her in amazement, not like acting.

Shen Jianian looked at the cat, with black hair all over his body, and the name "briquette" was indeed appropriate.

Regarding Fu Jichen's question, Shen Jianian remained silent, isn't it strange that she doesn't know his cat?

Fu Jichen's gaze fell on her face fixedly, and the doubts that had arisen since they met suddenly had an answer at this moment, but he didn't want to believe the answer.

"You don't remember?" Fu Jichen held her shoulder, "You don't remember me, do you?" ”

Shen Jianian looked at him like he was going crazy again, he was so scared that he was going to die, he bit his lip, and still chose to make it clear to him: "From the beginning, I said that I don't know you, I don't know you, I said it many times, why don't you believe it?" Mr. Fu, I didn't act with you, everything I said was the truth. ”

"You don't even remember me."

Fu Jichen repeated this sentence in a low voice, tilted his head slightly, his eyebrows twisted, and there was only disbelief in his reddened eyes, and a pair of hands left her shoulders and held them in the air, as if he didn't know how to treat her.

Why is this happening, he has thought of thousands of reasons why she pretends not to know him, but he has never thought that she really doesn't know him.

He thought it was all ridiculous.

Shen Jianian added: "Mr. Fu, yesterday was the first time I met you. ”