Before sunset, the light in the villa was a little dim.

Chu Xinian stood gracefully in front of the washstand, rolled up his black sleeves to his elbows, revealing a piece of white and slender arm, and lowering his eyes to carefully wash the tomatoes in his hands.

A light puff sound came from the pot, and the boiled soup was pressed against the lid of the pot, which was the source of the fragrance.

Qin Yiren stood outside in a daze. The scene in front of her seemed familiar and had a warmth that made her inexplicably unable to look away.

Chu Xinian could not immediately notice her existence, washed the tomatoes and sliced ​​them, saw her figure with the reflection of the blade, raised his eyebrows and looked back at her, "Yiren?"

Qin Yiren blinked slowly and nodded in a daze.

Chu Xinian looked at her patiently, and was cautious and did not disturb her.

Objectively speaking, Qin Yiren's behavior is very similar to being confused when sleeping, but it often means something else when it comes to a patient with a mess of memory.

Gently put down what was in his hand, Chu Xinian took out a tissue to wipe his hands dry, and slowly came to her.

The tall figure brings people an unignorable sense of existence. Qin Yiren's slender eyelashes trembled. He raised his small face as big as a palm, and met his gaze with a confused expression, and murmured with a very light voice: "Chu..."

In the past, in order to deliberately distance herself, she called him Mr. Chu.

But at this moment, such an unfamiliar name seemed so strange that she couldn't speak.

"I am here."

Chu Xinian responded softly, holding her cheeks with slender and slightly cool fingers, and her dark eyes seemed to be able to see through her uneasy heart. She asked slowly and asked: "Yiren, are you sleeping well?"

Have you slept well...

Qin Yiren spent a few minutes thinking about the simple question, shook her head in a daze, and then nodded again.

Comfortable beds and ideal rooms, it's hard to confirm the boundaries between strange and familiarity.

The only thing that bothers her was probably the bizarre dream.

She clearly has no other memory of herself, and the man she likes is Bo Jingxing, but she also saw Chu Xinian in her dream.

Frowning at a loss, Qin Yiren raised his hand to hold the tingling forehead, and the confusion in his eyes gradually became clear.

As if she suddenly realized that the two were too close to each other, she staggered back half a meter and said unnaturally: "Sorry, I'm a little..."

It is hard to describe that kind of plausible feeling. Qin Yiren's slender spine hit the cold wall with no lightness or weight, and the coolness and pain made her calm down slowly.

This is the first time that similar situation has happened, proving that she is gradually losing control.

The fear that was about to become another person grabbed her heart, Qin Yiren's hands hanging down on her side tightened, and the black and white eyes were filled with unknown panic, "I'm leaving."

Leaving this sentence, she didn't even dare to look at Chu Xinian again, and she ran away in panic and wanted to leave.

Behind him, the man held her wrist without saying a word.

The plan to escape failed midway, Qin Yiren trembled all over and tried to pull his hand back in panic, but at this moment he heard the man's low magnetic voice: "Yiren, are you okay?"

That is gentleness and care that cannot be mistaken for, and there is no danger of sinisterness.

The struggled movement paused, Qin Yiren closed her eyes in slow motion, bit her lower lip with her back to the man, and barely squeezed out three words: "I'm fine."

"Don't be perfunctory to me."

Chu Xinian spoke lightly, holding her wrist without relaxing the force. He held her slender waist with his other hand, and took her back to him semi-force.

Looking at her unconcealed panic and helplessness, his heart stinged, and he deliberately softened his voice before speaking, fearing that any word would hurt her.

"Yiren, you haven't lost control."

Thinking back to her past fear, Chu Xiannian gently carried her into his arms, as if coaxing a girl younger than her, and gently patting her back: "You have no problem with your spirit,

Just let it go, there is nothing to worry about."

His warmth gives people a familiar feeling, like a life-saving straw.

Qin Yiren was exhausted and had no strength to struggle. Her snow-white forehead was pressed against his chest, silently absorbing the warmth and safety he gave.

Similar disorganizations have just appeared recently.

She didn't want to cause trouble for Bo Jingxing, and deliberately pretended to be nothing, but she was actually exhausted both physically and mentally.

Faced with a helpless future, everyone has the desire to ask for help, not to mention that she is not mature enough now and cannot deal with all this alone.

After a long time, Qin Yiren spoke in a hoarse voice: "How do you... know?"

Her feelings are hard to describe now. If it weren't for those who had the same experience as her, Chu Xinian seemed to know them well.

"I am your lover. Can you hide your little thoughts from me?"

Chu Xinian smiled, raised his hand and rubbed her hair top, and continued to say with comfort, "Two months ago, the 'other you' you thought was the same as your current mood."

Qin Yiren's clear black and white watery eyes were slightly wide open, and he was silent for a moment.

She had never thought of something like that, and even escaped from another trace of her existence, and was unwilling to face the blank time in her memory.

But the person who knows you best is always himself.

After a severe headache leaning in Chu Xinian's arms, Qin Yiren murmured: "She also thinks I am scary now?"

"Unknown things are always terrible." Chu Xinian looked down at her and tried to understand her mood: "When you restore all your memories, these things will become indifferent."

His words were just right, soothing the anxiety she had never mentioned to anyone.

After taking a deep breath, Qin Yiren gently pushed him away and asked with a wry smile: "In your opinion, isn't it strange for me to do this? Or is it a little funny?"

"No, I think you are very brave, no other women can do this."

Chu Xinian held her gently, with a solemn expression unquestionable, and there was only a feeling of pity between her handsome eyebrows and eyes: "But you don't have to take everything alone, no matter when you need comfort, I'm with you

A place within reach.”

I didn't expect his answer to be so affectionate.

Qin Yiren lowered her eyes unexpectedly and said helplessly: "I think I can understand another reason why I like you."

Chu Xi's charm is completely different from Bo Jingxing's, but it can make women irresistible.

And the other one she didn't remember Bo Jingxing's existence at all, and it was almost natural to fall in love with Chu Xinian.

"Yiren, there was no you or another you from beginning to end."
Chapter completed!