Du Du remembered Hei Jieming's several silent threats to her, and hummed in dissatisfaction.

"Where have you seen him?" Luo Huan asked, and a look of seriousness gathered in his water eyes.

"Xiao Huan, are you really sick? Don't you remember that you often came with the boss before? Every time he appeared, he immediately hurriedly took you away, as if he was afraid that someone would snatch you away, and he would look at you very tightly." The poisonous gas came without any injection. Since Hei Jieming, she didn't even have the chance to say a few more words to Luo Huan.

"In the past, often poisonous! Are you sure that the people you see are me and Hei Jieming?" Luo Huan's fingers began to tremble together. She grabbed them hard, forcing herself to calm down and calm down.

"Xiao Huan? What's wrong with you?" Du Du finally found something wrong. He grabbed Luo Huan's hand and found that her hand was extremely cold.

"Dudu, continue to say, don't stop!" Luo Huan took a deep breath, "Please tell me everything you know! When did Hei Jieming and I come to you? What was it like before?"

"You don't remember?" Du Du stared in surprise.

"Yeah." Luo Huan smiled bitterly and nodded his head, "My memory is not consistent. I don't know what's wrong. Du Du, please tell me, okay?"

Du Du thought for a while, "You wait a minute, I'll get something."

She ran back to the counter, took her cell phone and camera, and while briefly talking about the past, she handed over the photos she occasionally caught to Luo Huan to see.

When Luo Huan saw the photos stored in the memory card, Shuimou suddenly glared at Lao Yuan. In order to make his wife feel comfortable, every detail has been fully taken into account.

There is an automatic watermark date in the lower corner of the photo.

The shooting time of more than a dozen photos was more than ten months ago.

In the photo, the man is Hei Jieming, and the woman - the woman - turned out to be her.

Luo Huan held his breath, enlarged the photo, enlarged it and then enlarged it. It was possible to do it with a high-definition digital camera. After magnification several times, he could clearly see the face on the picture, every detail and every expression on the picture, forever freeze and save forever.

Luo Huan held his breath.

I stared at the screen, stared at it for ten minutes, without saying a word.

She was very sure that the girl in the photo was herself.

Although she did not make particularly intimate actions with Hei Jieming in the photo, no matter who it is, as long as she looks at it, she can immediately tell that they are in love and deeply in love.

The look at each other was filled with the unique light of a lover.

If you look at each other inadvertently, you can use the most beautiful words in the world to describe the kind of love that is deeply attached to each other.

But the question is, when did she have been with Hei Jieming?

I don't remember, I really don't remember.

Luo Huan clenched his fist desperately, built his round fingers, stabbed into the center of his palm, and felt slightly painful.

Du Du finished talking about all the causes and consequences she knew. Looking at Luo Huan's particularly wrong expression, he asked with some concern, "Xiao Huan, are you okay? Do you really not remember?"

Luo Huan shook his head, "I don't even remember what you said."

"Amnesia?" Du Du was shocked. After a while, he inferred this idea, "It's not right, you clearly remember me."
Chapter completed!