Chenwei didn't answer, didn't you sleep well?

Qiao Yisen even has the face to ask her, yesterday two people in the house made so much noise, in such two days, even the mouse will move.

Chen Wei looked at Qiao Yisen's red cheek: "what's wrong with your face?"

Qiao Yisen touched his still swollen cheek: "Oh, thanks to you, you taught the brook what it is to welcome but to refuse..."

Chen Wei looks at Qiao Yisen's red, swollen and deformed face. Her face is surprised. She teaches Ruan Xiaoxi how to welcome and refuse, but he doesn't teach Ruan Xiaoxi how to murder her husband.

Qiao Yisen and Chenwei went out after a few words of greetings. Chenwei now seems to be much more normal. At least this time, he didn't rush into the room as he did last time and pick up Ruan Xiaoxi who was sleepy.

Qiaoyisen and Chenwei said, let Ruan Xiaoxi have a good rest. Ruan Xiaoxi has been tired enough these days.

morning in fine fig, he was in a very quiet way. I'm afraid you are the reason why people make complaints about it.

When Qiao Yisen arrived in the group, Alice began to laugh as much as she could when she saw the slap mark on Qiao Yisen's face: "Oh, look at the slap mark on general manager Qiao's face. Madam Ling gave you a good gift yesterday."

Qiao Yisen had taken advantage of it yesterday, and in order to "revenge" Ruan Xiaoxi's action, he had punished it well last night.

Now Qiao Yisen is satisfied and doesn't care what others think or say.

Alice just said a few words about Qiao Yisen. Seeing that Qiao Yisen didn't respond, she thought it was a bit boring. She didn't want to make fun of him.

Chenwei stayed at home all morning. For a whole morning, Ruan Xiaoxi couldn't get out of the room.

Morning micro boring body to hair, also, yesterday Ruan Creek sound to penetrate the whole room, how can such a quick recovery? Let her have a good rest.

Chen Wei looks at the clothes on his body. Some time ago, he thinks that life is hopeless. Now after he wants to open up a little, he feels that his clothes are black and white, which is really bad luck.

Morning micro thought to drive out of the door, if people are not happy, they should go shopping well, let yourself happy up!!!

Chenwei used to drive carelessly on the street. The nightlife here is very rich, but there are not many pedestrians during the day, let alone traffic jams.

Chenwei's speed is not slow. At this time, a man suddenly appears in front of the car. Chenwei's heart is tight, and suddenly the brake is applied.

Even so, the man has been scratched.

After a bang, the man fell in front of the car.

Chen Wei didn't expect that he was so unlucky that he just went out of the door casually. Is there any porcelain bumpers here?

Chen Wei sighed, or got out of the car, anyway, she hit this person, she has the obligation to check his injury.

“……”

The man fell in front of the morning micro car. It should be very painful, but he didn't make a sound. Morning micro saw from the back that the man was in rags.

Chen Wei: "how are you? Is there anything wrong? Do you want to go to the hospital? "

"No..."

Man's voice into the morning micro ears, directly let the morning micro whole person leng in the original place.



This person just a mouth, morning micro have a kind of desire to shed tears impulse.

The man turned around and said to Chenwei with a smile: "it doesn't matter. In fact, it's not your fault. I was just in a muddle and didn't notice a car coming. It's all my own fault. You don't have to blame yourself too much."

When Chen Wei saw this person's practice again, his brain was already thunderstruck. This person's voice was very similar to Ben's, and even his face was the same as Ben's.

If Chenwei didn't see Ben's body with her own eyes, if it wasn't for the real touch of Ben's head in her arms, she would almost feel that this person was Ben.

The man propped himself up and continued to say to Chenwei, "Miss, I'm really sorry for the trouble."

Morning micro Leng Leng looking at the face of this morning and evening, she wants to shed tears, but now her brain is all at a loss, physical instinct has subsided, can't do any reaction.

Morning micro reaction has been out of normal, that face some confusion: "Miss, miss?"

Chen Wei just recovered. She looked at the man in front of her. She pressed the question that gradually came out of her heart: "do you think there is something wrong?"

"No, I think it's pretty good." The man seemed to be afraid of the burden on Chenwei, so he opened his mouth and explained.

At this time, Chenwei suddenly remembered that day, in the dark warehouse, she saw Ben's body. After that, she saw Ben's body in the fire with her own eyes.

Ben closed his eyes tightly. There was no blood on his face. He was wiped clean. She's pretty sure that's Ben.Now this person, maybe just happens to look like Ben.

Chenwei took out his business card from his pocket: "this is my phone. If you feel uncomfortable, call me."

The man looked at Chenwei's business card and didn't reach for it. He said timidly, "I'm sorry, I don't have a mobile phone. Even if I accept it, it's useless."

Morning micro question: "no mobile phone?"

Chenwei noticed that the above-mentioned things on this person can be regarded as rags, and the whole person didn't decorate it. It seems that he really wants to be a tramp.

The man said, "yes, I have nothing. I don't know what I've experienced. I don't have any previous memory and I don't know who I am. When I wake up, I only have clothes on me. I'm wandering here and I don't even know my name."

Ruan Xiaoxi looked at the man, an idea became more and more clear in his mind.

He's Ben! He's Ben!

Chenwei closes her eyes and suppresses the sour nose. Her reason gradually rises and suppresses her surging yearning.

But Ben is dead. She has seen his body.

Chenwei took out the money from his pocket and put it into the man's hand: "this is the cost I compensate you for bumping into you. You can take it to buy a mobile phone and record my phone number. In this way, if you have anything in the future, you can come to me."

The man looked at the money in his hand: "is it too much? I really don't have a problem