"Yes, ask those who know!"

Emperor Xingchen gets up, leaves Su Dui behind and rushes back to his bedroom. He takes out his mobile phone and dials Ji tezhu's phone. The phone is soon connected. He asks directly, "have I forgotten some important things? Have I been with Xia Weian?"

Ji tezhu on the other end of the phone was stunned. After a long time, he murmured: "Mr. emperor, do you... Remember?"

This is not a positive rhetorical question, let the emperor star affirmed that he forgot the existence of feelings.

"Come to my house in half an hour."

Hang up the phone, Emperor Xingchen went to the balcony, took out a cigarette, lit it, holding the railing, looking at the dark sky in the distance, the smoke curling up in his hand, and there was no sound and silence around.

Su Weiyi stands behind him and looks at the man. Her heart is full of mixed feelings. When she learns of emperor Xingchen's amnesia, her anger and accusations vanish. Even when she looks at the lonely figure of the man, her heart overflows with heartache.

She looked down at the ground, thought about it, turned back to the room, put things away, quietly left.

A man like emperor Xingchen is probably very persistent in his feelings. If he remembers the existence of those feelings, he will not be able to accommodate other people in his heart. Even if the hostess of those feelings has died, he will not care for anyone.

When she went out, she took a taxi on the taxi software and went back to her apartment. Since she proved her innocence on the Internet, there was no black powder or paparazzi outside her community, which was to return the cleanliness of the community.

After entering the room, he took out his luggage and put them away one by one like a puppet, and then went to the bathroom to wash. When he came out, he suddenly felt that the room was in a mess, so he began to clean up the house in the middle of the night.

Laundry, mopping, in short, nothing to do.

Only in this way can we temporarily forget those things we shouldn't think about and let our heart calm down.

At the imperial residence, Emperor Xingchen is wearing a dark blue silk pajamas and sitting on the sofa in the living room, with a cigarette curling up at his fingertips. He listens to Ji tezhu's love with Xia Weian with a serious face.

Those should be unforgettable in the past. When jitezhu talked about them, he found that he could not remember them at all. He felt nothing but dull pain in his heart.

It took two hours for jitezhu to finish these things. Then he looked at him with a worried look on his face. He waved and let jitezhu leave by himself.

Emperor Xingchen's words are like imperial edicts. No matter how worried he is, he doesn't dare to stay, so he has to get up and leave.

On the way back, I still called Su Weiyi and begged her to come and accompany emperor Xingchen. After learning that she had just left the emperor's house, she was speechless and had to hang up.

Su Wei cleans up the whole room, and only when he has nothing to do can he go to the balcony and stare at the lights outside the window.

In this way, a sleepless night, standing on the windowsill, until the East turned out the fish belly white, day gradually light up.

The mobile phone suddenly rings, she connects, and Gu Qianye's voice comes: "I haven't had breakfast with you for a long time. I wonder if you are free today?"

"Yes, where can I see you?"

Anyway, I can't sleep like this. I'd better go out and relax. After hanging up, I went to the bathroom to wash. I didn't sleep a night. My face was not very good. My eyes were very heavy. She had a layer of foundation liquid, and changed her makeup. It seemed that she had many spirits and then came out.