Shen Anzhi didn't sleep.

She stood at the window and quietly looked at the two people below.

Huo Jiaojiao's hostility to her and dependence on Huo Tingyu make her vaguely feel that Huo Jiaojiao's amnesia is false.

"Brother, I was just thirsty. I came down to drink water and heard you coming back!" Huo Jiaojiao held his arm and chirped like a happy bird.

"Next time you come out, remember to wear more."

"I'm not afraid, brother is the best!" Huo Jiao leaned on his shoulder.

Huo Tingyu twisted his eyebrows and raised his eyes. He happened to be opposite Shen Anzhi's joking eyes. For a moment, he was like being electrified by an electric current and hurriedly pulled his arm away.

Ecstatic Huo Jiaojiao seemed to be doused with a bucket of ice water, staring at Huo Tingyu.

"It's getting late. Go back and have a good rest." Huo Tingyu's voice was mild.

"Brother."

When Huo Tingyu turned around, Huo Jiaojiao bowed his head and called in a difficult voice.

Huo Tingyu paused and looked, "what else?"

The lights were mottled, and she hung her head like a wounded little beast in need of care.

"Do you hate me?" Huo Jiaojiao slowly raised his eyes, which were full of grievances.

"Jiao Jiao!" Huo Tingyu was sour and didn't know how to tell her about it for a moment.

"Brother, if you think I'm annoying and have a lot of surplus, I'll move out tomorrow! No matter how much I rely on you and how much I want to be with you, I will hold back! "

After that, Huo Jiaojiao burst into tears and rushed over Huo Tingyu into the old house.

Huo Tingyu's heart sank completely. He took a deep breath and looked up at the window of the master bedroom.

Shen Anzhi had already retreated. He rubbed the corner of his eyebrows and walked in with fatigue.

When he came to Huo Jiaojiao's door, the door was not closed tightly. He looked in along the gap. Huo Jiaojiao was lying on the bed with a harsh cry.

Hold the door handle, push the door in, and the master bedroom door opens.

The corners of Shen Anzhi's mouth still held a joking radian, and Huo Tingyu's heart surged up with a sense of impatience for no reason.

Without mentioning a word, she went downstairs, poured warm water, and then went upstairs again.

Huo Tingyu is not at the door. She is not sure whether he has returned to the master bedroom or has entered Huo Jiaojiao's room.

After standing in the corridor for a while, he pushed the door into the master bedroom.

Huo Tingyu's suit was placed on the bed, and his mobile phone was placed on the bed. The sound of water came into his ears.

When the mobile phone rang, Shen Anzhi frowned, picked it up and took a look.

The more power came, the deeper the road was mentioned.

How deep is the road?

Who?

Is Huo Tingyu's partner or his rival?

Thinking that Jing Qi had not contacted her for a long time, Shen Anzhi hesitated for a moment and picked up his mobile phone.

"Click -"

The door of the bathroom suddenly opened and Huo Tingyu came out with water vapor.

Shen Anzhi quickly stuffed his mobile phone under the pillow, grabbed his suit and prepared to put it in the dirty clothes basket.

He suddenly stepped forward and surrounded her in his arms.

Shen An's back is tight.

He just hugged her very gently and didn't speak.

For a moment she was very nervous.

"Help Jiao Jiao arrange a blind date tomorrow. Do you think she will be sad?"

Shen Anzhi was stunned for a moment, and then turned around.

——If I say that her amnesia is false and her love for you is deeper and deeper, will you think I'm gossiping?

Huo Tingyu's breathing became disordered, and her eyes became colder and colder.

——I'm talkative! I can't remember my identity.

She lifted the quilt and was about to lie down. Huo Tingyu suddenly said in a deep voice, "you really should always remember your identity."

She smiled faintly and nodded.

Huo Tingyu went to the study and didn't come back. Shen Anzhi slowly spit out a mouthful of turbid gas and closed his eyes.

The next morning.

Huo Jiaojiao's eyes were swollen into peaches. The suitcase was at her feet, like a lost dog.

"What are you doing?" Huo Tingyu stood on the steps on the second floor and locked Huo Jiaojiao.

The atmosphere condenses to the extreme.

"Brother, I was going to leave at dawn!" Huo Jiao sobbed, "but I still want to say goodbye to you face to face!"

"Nonsense!" Huo Tingyu's face was more gloomy. "Zhang Ma, take back her suitcase!"

"Brother, I'm so dependent on you now, just because I've been lying in bed for three years. I just want to be with you!" Her tears grew as if she didn't want money.

Huo Tingyu's heart was sour, and the words of Shen Anzhi yesterday echoed in her mind again and again.

Is Jiao Jiao really amnesic?

Shen Anzhi dressed neatly, walked down and saw the two people staring at each other, frowning.

"Zhang Ma!" Huo Tingyu was more impatient. Seeing that Zhang's mother clubbed there, she raised her voice again.

Huo Jiaojiao bit his lips and went back to his room.

Shen Anzhi ate quietly and then went to Huo's.

Towards noon, when she came out of the bathroom, she met Zhou Yang who was about to leave.

Zhou Yang looked at her with disdain.

Shen Anzhi naturally knew that Zhou Yang, a proud person in his heart, despised himself. At the beginning, he did draw a sketch of her, and he did rush up to save her when the set board fell down.

However, she will not regard Zhou Yang as a friend because of such two things!

Since he is a stranger, it doesn't matter what he thinks of himself.

During this time, Shen Anzhi felt that he really put down a lot of things.

What dignity is has disappeared as early as when he was thrown into prison three years ago.

She was about to go over Zhou Yang, but she heard Zhou Yang say in a low voice: "Miss Shen, youth and time are irreversible. Once it is abused, it will never be found again. Do and cherish! "

Shen Anzhi paused and turned to look at Zhou Yang.

Zhou Yang didn't look at her again and walked away.

She suddenly felt that Zhou Yang was extremely ridiculous.

It's true that a stranger takes care of another stranger's affairs and says so high sounding

However, her heart was very uncomfortable.

Her youth, three years wasted in prison, suffered from white eyes and contempt.

Today's youth, but from a huge prison into another invisible prison.

After returning to the office, she held the fish tank and looked at the carefree fish inside. She especially hoped that she could have only seven seconds of memory like fish.

"This Friday is the birthday of the president of the chamber of Commerce. Later, a designer will come to measure your size!" Huo Tingyu pushed the door in.

She nodded and then shook her head again.

——I'm a mute, or don't embarrass you! Take Jiao Jiao with you!