Ruan Xiaoxi's angry mind was numb. Yesterday, Qiao Yisen said he wanted to forgive him, but now he refused to prepare breakfast for himself.

At this time, the door outside the house suddenly rang. Ruan Xiaoxi knew it was Qi zheyao. She sorted out her emotions, opened the door, and put on a big smile.

"Stream Qi zheyao suddenly took out a large number of flowers from behind and put them in front of Ruan Xiaoxi: "happy today."

Ruan Xiaoxi was shocked by the scene, but he was still affected by Qi zheyao's optimism. He said with a smile, "where did you get these things in the early morning?"

Qi zheyao said: "when I was on the road, I saw a little girl wearing shabby clothes. She was very pitiful. It seemed that if I didn't buy the flowers, she would starve to death, so I bought them directly."

Ruan Xiaoxi dropped her eyelashes. Now she would be very sensitive as soon as she mentioned children's affairs. She accepted the bunch of flowers in silence. She knew that people like Qi zheyao would not lack the money to sell flowers. She just accepted Qi zheyao's kindness.

I hope that if Qi zheyao sees such a poor child again next time, he can extend his helping hand.

Qi zheyao watched Ruan Xiaoxi carry the bouquet into the room. His face showed cunning. He knew that if he told Ruan Xiaoxi that the flower was bought from a florist, the woman would not accept it. But if she bought it from such a child, out of sympathy, she would not refuse it.

Qi zheyao looked at Ruan Xiaoxi with a smile and put the flowers in a vase: "it's beautiful. It matches your family."

Ruan Xiaoxi looked at the empty room with some loneliness in his eyes: "this is not my home, my home is in China..."

Then she seemed to think of something, with a faint smile in her eyes: "I have two children, one is very lively and sensible, the other is still small, where is my home."

Qi zheyao didn't expect Ruan Xiaoxi to show such a warm expression. For a moment, he was stunned. He lost his mother when he was young, and the women around him were all powerful and vain. He had never known such a graceful woman before. He was a little timid and gentle, like the gentle spring breeze.

Ruan Xiaoxi saw Qi zheyao's absence and asked, "what's the matter with you?"

Qi zheyao then came back to his senses: "Oh, I just think about your family and feel very warm. But I think we should go. "

Ruan Xiaoxi looked at the time and nodded.

……

Chenwei let the man and himself go home, and put him in his room. At night two people sleep together, morning micro asked him: "can you remember who I am?"

The man shakes his head. It seems that he is not used to living in the same room.

Chen Wei grabs his hand: "Ben, you don't have to feel embarrassed. I'm your wife. Even if you can't remember, we have the same relationship."

In the dark, the man looked at Chenwei: "my name is Ben?"

Chen Wei said firmly: "of course, you are Ben. There is no doubt about that."

The man said, "I can't remember my name. You said I'm Ben, but that's the name of a person with memory. I can't remember anything now. They call me Chen when I'm wandering. You'd better call me Chen."

Chenwei relies on the man's arms. The long lost warmth makes her heart beat crazily. Since Ben left, she wakes up every night. Chenwei faces the dark night alone. She often thinks of Ben's warm arms. What used to be the most common thing is now the most hopeful.

Chen asked Chenwei with a smile: "do you know why they call me Chen?"

Chen Wei had some doubts: "why? Is there a reason for this? "

"Because in the eyes of foreigners, the Chinese are Jacky Chen, so when they see my skills, they call me Chen."

Chen's eyes seem to have stars, he Yingying looked at Chenwei: "you are very beautiful."

Chen Wei's heart is drunk, this person and Ben are too similar, in his side, Chen Wei felt this period of time has never been happy.

Chen Wei's eyes were confused and said, "I love you."

Chen looked at Chen Wei's eyes, her eyes confused, she repeated this sentence sentence by sentence, she looked at Chen's eyes, but it seemed to penetrate him, looking at another person.

Chen hugged Chenwei and held her in his arms.

The next morning, Chen Wei opened his eyes and saw the empty bedside.

No one!

What about people? Morning micro suddenly sit up, she desperately rushed to the bed, patting the sheets: "Ben! where are you? Where have you been? "

Chenwei frantically rummaged in bed. She threw all the pillows and bedding under the bed, as if she could find the missing person.

Don't go, don't leave me. I had a hard time finding you. How could you just disappear?

"What's the matter?"

Just when Chenwei was on the verge of collapse, someone suddenly opened the door. It's Chen.Chen saw the crazy appearance of Chenwei and the mess of a room, with a little doubt on his face: "what happened?"

When Chen Wei saw the face, her spirit collapsed. She rushed up and hugged the man: "you didn't go, Ben You didn't leave me

Chen didn't know why Chenwei was so excited all of a sudden. He patted Chenwei on the back and said, "I won't leave you any more. Don't be so excited and calm down, OK?"

Chen Wei held Chen buken tightly for a long time before she finally breathed steadily.

Chen Wei looked up at Chen and asked, "where have you been?"

Chen pointed to the kitchen outside the house: "I just want to make breakfast for you, and then I hear something here. I'll come back to see you as soon as possible."

Chen gently touched Chen Wei's head: "I don't trust you."

Chenwei almost fell into Chen's gentle eyes. She looked at Chen and suddenly thought that she had learned a lot of dishes in order to make them for Ben one day. Now she finally had a chance.

"No, let me do it for you."

"Can you cook?" Chen asked

Chenwei let go of his hand and said with a smile, "I learned to cook just to make it for you."

"Well, I'll be waiting for a big meal."

Chen Wei walks into the kitchen with a smile on her face. She remembers Chen's surprise. How does he know he can't cook? Unless he has some vague memories now.

Can he still remember himself?

Chen: "are you sure you won't blow up the kitchen?"

Chen Weiyang raised his shovel: "of course not! You're just waiting to eat your fill