He Jiang stared at Shang Jing, as if this little thing would run away in the blink of an eye. just wanted Jiang Wen to approach Shang Jing from the perspective of a friend, and let him get rid of his guard and receive treatment, but unexpectedly, a shocking secret was revealed.

Isn't he able to run? Shang Jing didn't appear in front of him in a planned way at all, but by accident. Whenever there is an accident, Shang Puppies don't know where to take his amnesiac brain.

He Jiang felt a suffocation-like fear. In this windy and cold day, he held Shang Jing's wrist like a straw.

Shang Xiaojing lost his memory.

No wonder the character is unpredictable, calling her husband clingingly for a while, and bossy for a while. It turns out that she is not good at grasping the persona in front of her, and the degree of play varies.

He thought that Shang Jing called his husband because of yin and yang, or cheaply thought that these two words could get something from him.

It turned out that he really regarded him as a husband.

Shang Jing even remarked him as "husband", obviously he never let go of coaxing him before.

He should be glad he didn't change his phone number.

When Lin Lin caught the assistant selling private information to fans and suggested that he change his mobile phone number, He Jiang hesitated, risking being bombarded by harassment and unrealistically expecting that Shangjing would contact him one day in the future.

Shang Jing really contacted him. A month ago, he lost his memory and sent himself to the door.

Fortunately, the business dog still knows how to send pictures. He went there that day, if he didn't go... the consequences would be disastrous.

Shang Jing looked at He Jiang with a pale face, then looked at Jiang Wen, and suddenly understood: "Okay! He Jiang, are you asking a psychiatrist to tell me what to say?!"

He Jiang: "No—"

Shang Jing felt that it was over, his secret was discovered, He Jiang would definitely not be on variety shows with him, his brain could not be cured, and his father's house could not be bought back.

He is lonely again, has no memory, no family, no home, and even an unsightly husband. He has been a good wife for so long in vain.

His eyes turned red instantly, Shang Jing raised his hand and wiped away his tears, pushed He Jiang away, and rushed out of the green belt.

"Business View!"

He Jiang felt as if a wild cat jumped out of his arms, so fast that he couldn't catch it, he stretched out his long legs and immediately chased after him.

Not caring whether the voice would be recognized or not, He Jiang chased after him and said, "Shang Jing! I didn't tell you what you said."

Taking advantage of the leg length of a few centimeters, He Jiang caught the red-eyed Shang Jing at the corner, "What are you running for!"

The parking lot is just a few steps ahead. It is difficult to explain in public. He Jiang half-dragged and half-armed the business scene into the co-driver: "If you don't want to attract onlookers, be quiet!"

He Jiang quickly walked around the front of the car, opened the door and got on the main driver. Shang Jing pursed his lips, turned his head and put his hands in his hands, but he didn't look at him and avoided communication.

This look is really pitiful and funny, and those who didn't know it thought that he dumped him at the beginning.

He Jiang laughed at himself, thinking that Shang Jing wanted to get back together by doing these suggestive little actions, but the result was not. Shang Jing just mistaken him for her husband. After all, they are not real husbands. It has been three years since they broke up, and the strangeness in their hearts cannot be faked.

So on the one hand, Shang Jing relied on him, and on the other hand, he didn't trust him. He didn't trust him so much that he didn't dare to tell him about his amnesia.

He Jiang thought about his past performance, and it was true that there was nothing to give Shangjing a sense of security.

Even on the first day of Shangjing's car accident, he yelled at Shangjing.

Regret and self-blame welled up in her throat, He Jiang pressed the bridge of her nose, and explained in a slow voice, "I asked you before if you would like to undergo psychotherapy, but you avoided it. I thought you resisted the consultation room, so you just wanted to. Please ask a psychiatrist to guide you as a friend."

Shang Jing's ears moved, and he gave He Jiang a little out of the corner of his eye: "Really?"

He Jiang: "Otherwise? I don't know that you have amnesia, so why do you use clichés?"

Shang Jing calmed down and thought about it: "You didn't tell me what I said?"

"Of course." He Jiang looked at Shang Jing, his eyes sank, "But honestly, I'm very angry that you didn't tell me you lost your memory."

"As your...husband, I feel sad."

In the few seconds of chasing Shang Jing, He Jiang's brain was unprecedentedly clear and he made a decision clearly - making Shang Jing continue to misunderstand.

With Shang Jing's face, if he knew that even "husband" was an oolong, the husband he bullied was his ex-boyfriend, he would definitely buy a standing ticket and leave S city overnight.

But Shang Jing still has amnesia and has no other relatives in the country. Who would dare to let this little idiot out and be bullied by others?

It's okay to bully yourself... Besides, He Jiang took a deep breath.

He wanted to give himself and Shangjing another chance. Is it possible that they will start all over again this time?

When Shang Jing is cured and his memory is restored, he is willing to accept... the trial.

He Jiang stepped on the accelerator: "fasten your seat belt."

Shang Jing looked at it and found that it was not the route to go home. He immediately tightened his heart: "This is going to the Civil Affairs Bureau? Do you want to divorce me?!"

He Jiang was choked for a moment, and didn't know whether Shang Jing cared so much about marriage, whether to be happy or worried: "Leave what? The variety show contract has been signed."

"Yeah, I've signed the contract!" Shang Jing was instantly revived, written in black and white, and the official announcement was over. The money was equivalent to being in his pocket, and even He Jiang could not breach the contract.

He leaned comfortably on the back of the leather seat and felt that He Jiang was a good driver and drove very steadily: "Where are you going then?"

He Jiang: "Go and show you your brain."

He Jiang hadn't paid attention to Shang Jing's injury before. He believed what he said, thinking it was just an ordinary trauma. How serious would it be to cause total amnesia?

If Shang Jing was not taken to the hospital for a head-to-toe examination, he would not be able to sleep tonight.

Thinking about the last time I saw Shang Jing in the brain hospital, he went to seek medical treatment, but he actually believed the nonsense that Shang Jing was following him!

Three years ago, he was very popular, but Shang Jing never asked him anything because of this, and even broke up simply, his character could not be changed because of amnesia.

Shangjing wants money, probably because there is no money for treatment, Huayue is a private hospital, and there is a certain threshold fee.

The last time he went to the hospital to visit his aunt, how could he know that his wife was also miserable in the hospital alone.

After thinking about it for Shang Jing, He Jiang's heart suddenly throbbed.

"Oh." The businessman nodded, suddenly remembering something, "Ah, the snacks I bought are still in the pavilion!"

He Jiang handed him the phone: "Open WeChat, the one named Jiang Wen sent him a message and asked him to take it."

"Okay." Shang Jing lowered his head and edited the text message.

Jiang Wen, who watched the source of contradiction leave the scene, looked at the heavy bag of "props" he bought, and then looked at the two big bags of Shangjing, "Why don't I turn on the heating in the office to be a psychiatrist, but come to be a coolie Woolen cloth?"

...

The car drove all the way to Huayue Hospital. He Jiang unfastened his seat belt and leaned down to hold down the business scene who was about to get off the car.

"See the doctor later, don't hide and tuck, and answer whatever you ask."

"Understood, I'm not a three-year-old child. I have to coax me to go to the hospital. I came alone last time. You are still chasing me in the hospital!"

He Jiang raised his hand and surrendered: "Xingxingxing, my fault, I will accompany you in the future."

Shang Jing felt like there was a furnace in his heart, it was hot, the corner of his mouth raised, and then he put it down restrainedly: "You said it yourself."

He actually envied his aunt. He Jiang came to visit the hospital to pick him up and discharged from the hospital, but he had a bad mind. Why didn't he get this treatment?

"It's so late, the doctors are off work, right?"

He Jiang: "Expensive fees naturally have expensive services."

Shang Jing was taken to the office of the director of brain department, and a long list of various examinations was opened.

He Jiang took the list and sent Shangjing to each instrument room for inspection. After tossing for two hours, he returned to the director's office.

Director Zhang asked, "Can I see the results of your last examination?"

He remembered the young man's medical record, but the other party asked for confidentiality, and if he wanted to call it out, he had to ask his opinion.

Shang Jing: "Yes."

So Director Zhang pulled out a medical record from the stack of documents in front of He Jiang, which belonged to Shang Jing.

He carefully compared for half an hour and frowned: "In comparison, there is indeed a slight change in one part."

He Jiang's expression changed.

Director Zhang reassured: "In my experience, this is going in a good direction. Have you remembered anything recently?"

Shang Jing pinched his ears: "I remembered some things about my parents when I was a child, just some conversations."

Director Zhang: "Is it a meaningless conversation, or a conversation that is important to you?"

Shang Jing paused: "It's important, I'm very happy about what my dad said to me when I moved. After my dad passed away, my mother sold the house. I'm very sad."

He Jiang heard the words and rubbed Shang Jing's head.

Director Zhang: "Is there a trigger scene?"

Shang Jing: "I sat at the wrong station and saw the old house."

Director Zhang wrote down, "Is there any more?"

Shang Jing hesitated for a moment, his thin face slightly reddened.

He Jiang lowered her eyes and reminded lightly, "Didn't you promise me to say it all?"

Director Zhang looked at the two of them, remembered the recent news, and said calmly, "Husband's affairs can be ignored."

He Jiang: "..."

Shang Jing's cheeks were flushed into tomatoes, and he wished he could hide behind He Jiang. He hadn't even remembered that.

"No, no, there are, some small snippets."

"What clip?"

Shang Jing lowered his head and said embarrassedly, "I played games and he called me an idiot."

Director Zhang: "..."

He Jiang: "..."

Based on the importance of the previous two clips, Director Zhang speculated: "Scolded fiercely?"

Shang Jing: "Hmm."

Director Zhang: "I often scold you?"

Shang Jing: "Hmm."

Director Zhang's eyes changed when he looked at He Jiang.

He Jiang deliberately wanted to defend herself, but after a pause, she closed her mouth.

Director Zhang asked He Jiang, "You used to play games together often?"

He Jiang: "Well, playing with microphones in different places can be regarded as a game acquaintance."

When He Jiang mentioned the past, Shang Jing pricked up his ears. It turned out that he knew him through games. Heh, it's no wonder that an ordinary fan of him can know a big star. It must be that his outstanding skills have successfully attracted He Jiang's attention.

Director Zhang: "I think of this clip, is there a trigger scene?"

Shang Jing: "I thought of it when I almost rear-ended last time."

After asking, Director Zhang said, "The overall situation is still optimistic. If there are triggering scenes, he will be able to think about the past one after another. Mr. He, if you know his past well, you can talk to him often."

He Jiang: "Okay."

Director Zhang paused, his eyes flashed with a hint of shrewdness, and he said meaningfully to He Jiang: "Be careful not to over-beautify and affect the effect."

He Jiang: "..."

He admitted that he had a bad temper when he first met Shang Jing, who made Shang Puppy play games to be irritated.

Have you ever seen a parent who gets mad when they help their children with their homework? he is the one.

When I drove out of the hospital, it was already nine o'clock in the evening, and there was a music store not far away. He Jiang remembered that Shang Jing once asked him for a piano, but was blocked by him coldly, so he parked in front of the piano shop, "Go in and pick one."

Shang Jing rubbed his hands together. He was not polite. To be honest, he actually liked one last time.

The shopping guide was the same as last time. He had a good memory. When he saw Shang Jing coming to buy a piano, he was happy for him: "Are you divorced?"

Shang Jing: "Not yet, I won't leave."

But someone might feel guilty about his memory loss and want to give him a piano.

Shang Jing had a bold guess. Did he get into a car accident that day just to go out to buy food and cook for He Jiang?

After the shopping guide finished speaking, only to find that the person who came to Shangjing this time was not the assistant last time, but it seemed to be the husband of Shangjing.

The other party was wearing a mask and hat and looked a little familiar.

The shopping guide realized that he had said the wrong thing, and was a little embarrassed, for fear that the business would not be completed.

He Jiang lowered her voice: "It's fixed? Just this one?"

Shang Jing: "Hmm."

"Row."

More than one million, He Jiang signed the bill without blinking, leaving the address for the staff to deliver it tomorrow.

The shopping guide took the order and was overjoyed, thinking that this young couple is so sweet, they are obviously a beautiful artist and his bossy husband.

Shang Jing climbed into the car. After the memory loss was uncovered, he had many things to ask, "What did I go out for on the day of the car accident? Did I go grocery shopping or find a job?"

When he woke up, he had a part-time flyer for the day's date in his pocket.

This question stopped He Jiang, how could he know where to go.

It is impossible to cook and buy vegetables. Shang Jing has just returned to China and is likely to find a job.

"I don't know, you didn't tell me."

Shang Jing squinted his eyes, and sure enough, he was secretly looking for a part-time job and didn't dare to tell He Jiang.

"Then I..."

He Jiang interrupted him: "It's my turn to ask you, the note on your phone is my husband?"

When I returned to China, I changed a new mobile phone number, saved my own number, and noted my husband.

This is simply the biggest good news today, you can wake up beautifully from your dreams.

Being exposed in person is licking a dog, obviously not allowed to call her husband, and secretly making a note, Shang Jing couldn't hang his face, and said fiercely: "Can't you!"

He Jiang smiled: "Okay."

Shang Jing: "What did I do before?"

He Jiang: "I studied music in the United States and graduated."

Shang Jing snorted, a good musician, but she was doing laundry and cooking for He Jiang as a hidden marriage daughter-in-law. Was this the way of thinking before?

How ugly is it to play the piano with rough fingers?

He forced Lai Lai in his heart, but he didn't express his dissatisfaction with He Jiang again, and pointed him to a variety show.

He Jiang: "Apart from the phone note, do you remember any other evidence that I am your husband?"

Shang Jing: "No!"

He answered too quickly, but He Jiang didn't believe it, his smile became more and more obvious: "You lied."

Shang Jing: "I have lost my memory!"

He Jiang deceived him: "You have a password on your mobile phone. Your password is my birthday."

He and Shangjing had previously changed their passwords to each other's birthdays.

Shang Jing was like a cat who was pressed on a leather mat and rubbed his belly. No matter how hard he struggled, he couldn't breathe.

With such a hateful smile, he must not be allowed to see Lick Dog's humble diary.

He Jiang: "Pretend you don't know, but you recognized me when you saw me, which means you woke up and searched for me, right? My birthday is listed on Encyclopedia? In other words, you not only remarked on your husband, but also in other places. it's me."

He Jiang almost laughed wildly: "Shang Xiaojing, how did you know? Huh?"

Shang Jing was bullied so badly that his cheeks were flushed, and he squeezed the phone tightly with flickering eyes.

What the hell is the dog man doing!

Go to his sweet wife and see how he is ashamed of licking dogs in front of the whole nation