Time flies by, and a month has passed unconsciously. In this month, I have been at Sheng Yunyang's home and pay attention to the dynamics of Weier every day. I really want to make a phone call to contact Weier, but now it's still inconvenient. I don't know what Weier has become. Do I think I'm dead and sad?

In this regard, I couldn't help smiling gently. After another two months, I returned to Weier. Weier's eyes may have been red and swollen.

"What do you think, so happy?" Sheng Yunyang came back with a bag of takeout. When he came in, he saw Qi Cai giggling and asked curiously.

"Nothing, just suddenly in a good mood." I stretched out my arm and said to him.

After a month of getting along with Sheng Yunyang, Sheng Yunyang and I have gradually become familiar. In this month, Sheng Yunyang has been taking care of me, which makes me doubt my life!

Because I had nothing to do with Sheng Yunyang. Maybe God's greatest gift has been to help me, but I didn't expect that I can talk with Sheng Yunyang at ordinary times. In addition to pretending to lose memory, I didn't tell him anything else. I discussed my opinions and some ideas with Sheng Yunyang.

At first, Sheng Yunyang felt very strange, because I was a person with amnesia. Would a person with amnesia know so much.

Then I smiled and said to him that all these came out of my mind. I don't know what happened. Maybe amnesia is just forgetting the past.

Sheng Yunyang didn't tangle more on this, but nodded faintly.

Maybe there is fate in this world. Sheng Yunyang has known each other for only a month. We slowly have nothing to talk about. We have a feeling of being close friends.

Sheng Yunyang told me about his past and why he brought me back.

Sheng Yunyang looks like a gentle and kind-hearted man. In fact, he keeps a distance from anyone. Although he is very excellent, he will not be arrogant and his behavior is low-key. I have to say that Sheng Yunyang is really a very good man.

In my life, I have experienced two turning points, one is betrayed by Shen Xun, and the other is now. Each turning point makes me feel a lot. Moreover, every turning point, from these feelings, has changed my character. Originally, I thought that what I left five years ago and came back five years later is very right. Now it seems that it is really childish.

Because even if it is revenge, you should not use that means to make use of other people's feelings for yourself. Even if that kind of person has done something sorry for himself, but he also does that. What's the difference with them? There are various means of revenge. It's ridiculous that you chose the one similar to them.

"Don't you feel bored staying at home every day?" Sheng Yunyang said to me with a smile.

I was a little helpless and smiled, He spread his little hand and replied, "what can I do? Look at me. The white cloth on my body has been removed, but there are still many eye-catching scars. The white cloth on my face has not been removed. Just like me, where else can I go except staying in the room? Are you going to let me go out to the street and then be surrounded like a monkey?"

"You're a good idea. I think you can do it." Sheng Yunyang joked.

"Come on, you, I suddenly want to dress you up and walk around the street. Since I want to be seen as a monkey, how can I lose you?" I smiled and said that in the past month, I have been happy to get along with Sheng Yunyang and chat with each other. Although I may be cold in my heart, it is only for strangers. For Sheng Yunyang, I feel that he is a person who can be trusted and made friends. Therefore, for Sheng Yunyang, I try to open my heart as much as possible, Because I think that life is to live for yourself, but also for the people you care about. As for those unimportant people, why do you have to struggle all the time? Why should we always be influenced by them?

Because I suddenly want to open up, so I am a lot more comfortable. Compared with the past, to be honest, today's life is very good, light and quiet. I won't be sad and desperate for those family affection and emotional betrayal.

"Really, but I'm worried that people are not satisfied with watching. It's not good to move." Sheng Yunyang said.

After getting along for a month, I also found a character of Sheng Yunyang, that is, Sheng Yunyang will also have funny and humorous times. I'm really happy to get along with such people. Another point is that Sheng Yunyang looks different from Shen Xun. His face is full of male charm, and also different from Huo Huan's tenderness. It is a male and female indisputable face. If he is dressed in women's clothes, with a wig and no makeup, others will think Sheng Yunyang is a woman.

"Come on, come on, if you continue like this, I doubt you are a woman." I waved helplessly.

After hearing this sentence, Sheng Yunyang's face was not very good-looking: "I'm a serious man. Where do I look like a woman?"

"Right, right, right." I laughed.

"Brother, I'm back. Where are you? Come out quickly to meet me!" The door of the room was not closed. The sound outside the door clearly spread to the inside of the room. The sound was very nice. It was a girl.

When Sheng Yunyang heard the sound, he felt bad and had a headache again.

"Well, that guy is back." There is still a reason why Sheng Yunyang has such a headache, that is, his sister is too persistent.

As soon as Sheng Yunxin came back, she picked up an apple on the table next to her and shouted Sheng Yunyang. When she came back, she saw Sheng Yunyang's car parked at the door. She knew that Sheng Yunyang was at home. At the same time, she felt strange in her heart.

Because it's only three o'clock in the afternoon. Sheng Yunyang is not at home at this time. Generally, Sheng Yunyang goes out at * * o'clock in the morning and won't come back until five or six o'clock in the evening, but he is at home at three o'clock today. Well, her whereabouts are suspicious. I must make a good investigation into what the shameful guy is doing!

When Sheng Yunyang came down from the second floor, Sheng Yunxin saw the door of the room Sheng Yunyang came out of.