"My name is Jack."

Mr. Fang was embarrassed when he was found staring at other people's fantasies.

"I'm not asking your foreign name. What's your real name?"

The girl waved her little hand and still stared at the square.

"Do you have to say your real name? Anyway, I live on mountain 11 over there. Don't -- "

As soon as Fang Yuan said this, the girl abruptly interrupted: "look at you, you should also be a Chinese? Tell me your last name and your name! "

"Oh, you are also a Chinese?"

Fang Yuan was interested: "it's just the so-called fellow villagers see fellow villagers, two tears are streaming down. We should take care of each other when we are out and in a foreign country. Don't mess with... "

"Don't get close to me, say it!"

The girl interrupted him for the second time, becoming more and more arrogant, but her small mouth pouted again, looking very cute.

For lovely girls, whether before or after amnesia, Mr. Fang can't bear to make others angry. He will only satisfy her as much as possible: "my Chinese name is Fang Yuan."

"Square... Square?"

At this time, a light wind wrapped in white fog blew, so that the girl suddenly shivered, subconsciously raised her hand and hugged her shoulder.

Mr. Fang quickly asked with concern, "look, you wear so few clothes. It's cold. Do you want me to give you a coat?"

After saying this, Fang Yuan suddenly found some familiar feelings: he seemed to care about strange and beautiful girls in the past.

"No, I don't want your hypocritical concern."

The girl gently sucked her nose, took out her mobile phone, bowed her head and asked, "which side and which circle? What's the contact number and where do you live? "

"It seems to be a generous square, round and quiet circle?"

Fang Yuan thought for a while before answering.

The girl was dissatisfied. She looked up and whispered, "what is like? You can't even remember your name, can you? "

Fang Yuan's eyes darkened, then returned to normal, smiled and said, "then I'm sure to tell you, that's my name."

"Where's the phone?"

"I don't have a phone."

"No phone? Lying to ghosts! "

"I really don't have a phone."

Fang Yuan said sincerely, "maybe it used to be, but now it really doesn't."

The girl tilted her chin and looked at him strangely: "where do you live? I asked, but your hometown. "

"I don't know."

Fang Yuan was silent for a moment and answered truthfully.

"I don't know where your ancestral home is? Hum, you must be afraid that I will blackmail you, so you dare not say. "

After a few cold hums, the girl suddenly thought of something and asked, "can't you lose your memory?"

Fang Yuan smiled and said nothing: everything is in the smile. I really have a bit of a philosopher's style.

The girl understood. On her beautiful little face, she floated an obvious apology and whispered, "I'm sorry. I didn't know you had misfortune. Take the liberty."

Mr. Fang inadvertently shook his head and said: "nothing. It's not unfortunate to lose memory. You can forget those troubles before. It's good to say."

"You can think of it. It's good."

After praising one, the girl stretched out her right hand to Fang Yuan: "introduce myself. My name is Nan and my name is Zhaoxue."

"Nanzhaoxue? It's a nice name. It's elegant and atmospheric. It's much better than my tuer Baji's name. "

Mr. Fang nodded and held Nan Zhaoxue's small hand.

The girl's hands are a little cold. Maybe it's because she's excited about going to the most handsome man in Peter mountain history. She's still trembling slightly, which makes the kind-hearted Mr. Fang reluctant to let go.

It's strange that Nan Zhaoxue didn't shrink his hand in a hurry, so he let him hold it, but turned his head and looked away.

This affair seems to be too simple.

Mr. Fang sighed in his heart: Alas, as long as he is handsome, he can attract girls' attention whether he has amnesia or not.

"Uncle, uncle!"

Just when Mr. Fang was holding Nan Zhaoxue's small hand and was a little strange and floating, there was a faint cry from yaksky.

Always turned his head and looked at Nan Zhaoxue elsewhere. It was like waking up from a dream. He hurriedly retracted his hand and stammered, "come, come."

"Oh, it's for me."

Fang Yuan said.

"He -- call you uncle?"

Nanzhaoxue is very strange.

"My daughter-in-law told them to call me that."

Fang Yuan smiled shyly.

"You have a daughter-in-law?"

Nan Zhaoxue widened her eyes.

Fang Yuan was dazed: "is it strange for a handsome man like me to have a daughter-in-law?"

"Puff - cut, just boast!"

When Nan Zhaoxue chuckled, he quickly raised his hand to cover his mouth and asked in a low voice, "who is your daughter-in-law?"

"Her name is Katyusha. She is a Russian girl."

Fang Yuan told the truth. Anyway, Katyusha's name is only called by her closest people. Externally, she has a very high sounding name (Russians, don't they all have a very long name)?

So even if she told Nan Zhaoxue, she decided not to think that Katyusha was the little princess of Xibo group.

Nan Zhaoxue was very interested in Katyusha: "well, what does your daughter-in-law do?"

"Do business. I have a lot of money at home."

"Are you a burden?"

"No."

Fang Yuan shook his head and said seriously, "she just arranged my food, drink, accommodation."

"Why are you so shameless?"

Nanzhaoxue raised her hand and covered her forehead, looking defeated by him.

"If a man wants face, he won't live long."

Fang Yuan looked surprised and asked, "you don't understand this simple truth?"

"Uncle, uncle!"

Yaksky's voice sounded again above.

"I'm here. I'll go up right away."

Fang Yuan had to raise his head and shout.

"Shameful men don't live long -- cluck, I remember what you said."

Nanzhaoxue covered her mouth with a small hand and giggled: "well, you should go."

Fang Yuan said, "in fact, he just called me home for dinner. It's no big deal. I'm not very hungry."

"But I'm going back. I'm hungry."

Nanzhaoxue looked at Fang Yuan and bit her lower lip: "can you let me pass?"

"I'm hungry so soon. Well, I'll go home too. Oh, by the way, do you live in the mountains? "

Fang Yuan asked as he turned and stepped up a step.

"Well, I live in villa 3 at the foot of the mountain."

Nanzhaoxue Daimei picked it up and asked softly, "how about you? What number do you live in?"

"The eleventh."

Fang Yuan said, "but even if I tell you where I live, you can't find me, because my house is full of bodyguards and strangers are not allowed to enter. You can't even give me my name, yaksky. They keep all the beautiful girls away from me for their young lady. "

"Then -- you can go to me."

Nan Zhaoxue hung his head and said low.

Fang Yuan reluctantly said, "is this and this good?"

"Isn't it good?"

Nan Zhaoxue asked.

"OK. Then I'll find you if I have a chance. "

Fang Yuan sucked his nose and raised his left hand: "this tulip is for you."

"Is this a private lifelong love thing?"

Nanzhaoxue blushed and hesitated before raising her hand to take over the flowers.

"Don't let jaksky hear that, or you'll have bad luck."

Fang Yuan quickly lowered his voice and whispered.

"Well, remember."

Nan Zhaoxue stuck out her tongue in a lovely way, and then took off a ring on her left hand: "come and don't be rude. You send me flowers and I send you a ring."

"Isn't that too expensive? How sorry. "

Fang Yuan refused, but took the ring.

"It's not too valuable, silver -- my father gave it to me."

Nan Zhaoxue looked at the ring in Fang Yuan's hand and said softly, "when my father was alive, he told me that if one day I met a man I like, I would give him this ring."

"But I'm married."

Fang Yuan looked down at the ancient patterns on the silver ring and sent it back: "this ring is of great significance. I dare not accept it."

"I just said I liked you, but I didn't say I wanted to marry you. Hey, please use your mind. Liking and marrying you are two different things. The former is only in a sense, but the latter needs action to prove it. "

Nan Zhaoxue pouted angrily. She seemed very dissatisfied and forced her to say these words to protect her girl's dignity.

"Uncle!"

Yaksky began to howl again.

"Come, hurry?"

Fang Yuan complained and took the ring back: "OK, I'll take it. Bye."

"Bye."

Nan Zhaoxue waved her hands and smiled sweetly.

Fang Yuan also raised his hand and walked up the steps, humming the melody of Katyusha in a low voice.

Also, no matter which boring man meets the legendary affair while walking, he will be very happy, even if the affair is too simple.

But men tend to ignore this when a hormone is secreted violently.

Of course, Nan Zhaoxue will not ignore it.

After the silver bell disappeared when she walked around, she slowly knelt down on the cold steps, bit her lips hard, looked at the East, put her hands together, and said in a dumb voice, "Dad, thanks to the protection of your spirit in heaven, I can find your murderer after finding the bitch Qinghe swallow."

"Dad, you must bless me, help me eradicate the dog man and woman and avenge you."

Nanzhaoxue's voice became lighter and lighter, but full of hatred and contempt: "Toyoda Xiumin, you think too highly of this Fang. It never occurred to you that he was so easy to take the bait? Hehe, I know these smelly men don't have any resistance at present! "

Nanzhaoxue didn't know that Xiumin Toyoda didn't look high at the square, but she looked high at herself.

After meeting Fang Yuan, Nan Zhaoxue, who was proud to show her girl's pure charm in time and charmed him, didn't know that Fang Yuan threw her "love thing" to yaksky after walking to the door of villa 11.

"Uncle, what is this?"

Yaksky raised his hand and caught the ring.

"A child who wants to play games with me gave it to me. Now I give it to you."

Fang Yuan smiled faintly and walked into the villa.

"From the children playing games? Hey. "

Jacques sky took the ring and looked over and over for a few times, so he wouldn't care about a silver ring. Just like Fang Yuan threw it to him, he bent his fingers and bounced down the mountain.

Villa 11 is built on four fifths of the height of Peter mountain. Villa 3 is 200 meters away from here, and the two villas are on the same line.

The silver ring, which was too lazy to look more, was flicked by yaksky's fingers, drew a long arc, crossed the mist and fell into the celadon vase on the table on the open-air balcony of villa 3.

With a faint jingle, the silver ring smiled proudly in the water: you can't get rid of me.