The blind date went to the wrong room, but was confessed by the other party

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[July 25th, my throat is a little uncomfortable today, but it’s okay, I went out to eat vegetable salad with my dear at noon, I don’t have much appetite] (Note? I can’t remember this paragraph)

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[August [-]th, the new company opened today, I was reading a book on programming, my memory is very good, I am not hungry, I did not eat at noon]

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[August NO.14, my dear told me that amnesia can be cured, as long as I follow Dr. Smith’s course of treatment, my dear has taken good care of me and has been hugging me on the bed] (Note? I can’t remember this paragraph Woke up)

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Jiang Xiyao flipped through the diary one by one, what happened in the past two months.

But for today's women, these sentences are like a future diary, and she obviously has no memory of them.

But... Putting aside the memories with Fangzheng, Jiang Xiyao seems to feel that she has indeed started a new company recently, and is indeed developing some errand software.

She frowned, feeling so strange.

Just now, Fangzheng said that there was a problem with the company's documents?Is it a program problem?

Sitting on the bed, Jiang Xiyao closed the diary, changed clothes and went out.

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In the CEO's office, Jiang Xiyao stared at the diary and murmured:

"That's the way it is. I forgot about you, but I remember everything else clearly, my dear."

Jiang Xiyao looked up at Fangzheng, frowning tightly: "Did I really suffer from amnesia? I also suffered from amnesia last night..."

Fangzheng didn't know whether to be thankful or not at this moment. Fortunately, with the existence of the diary, the woman can immediately make up the recent events.

Although those things didn't actually happen to her, Fangzheng didn't need to explain in detail.

Unfortunately, is Xi Yao's amnesia too severe?In the past, at most, I would forget the memory of that day, but this time it was directly a month.

If this continues, he doesn't even dare to think about what will happen in the future.

Fangzheng nodded helplessly, talking about the topic that I don't know how many times I have explained it recently:

"Yes, you did lose part of your memory, but don't worry, just like what was written in the diary, Mr. Smith has already given us the treatment method, and now you will remember what you have forgotten. As for last night..."

Jiang Xiyao continued, "I did it myself, right?"

Fangzheng nodded.

Jiang Xiyao closed her eyes annoyed, and covered her forehead with her hand: "How could this happen, what is this?"

Fangzheng was leaning on the chair, staring at Jiang Xiyao's current appearance, amnesiac would only forget the part related to himself, but he would not forget anything other than himself.

The man thinks this should be regarded as a blessing among misfortunes.

Otherwise, if such a large section of memory is lost, even Jiang Xiyao will have a breakdown sooner or later. After all, there are too many things that happened during the period when the two met.

It is really difficult to explain all kinds of events including the remnants of the evil forces, the storm, Jiang Chengkai, the seafood truck, etc. by relying on the diary alone.

There was a loud knock on the door outside the office.

Xiaomi's delicate voice came out, with joy: "Brother Jiang Fang, the company's procedures have been restored! Don't worry!"

Jiang Xiyao and Fangzheng looked at each other when they heard the sudden noise, then the woman stood up and went to the door, and opened it.

"Mr. Jiang?"

Jiang Xiyao said: "Take me there to have a look."

Xiaomi hummed, followed Jiang Xiyao, and the two went to the staff.

At this moment, Jiang Xiyao is not as clingy as before, even she doesn't know how to accept the fact of amnesia.

In the morning, Fangzheng sat in the office and continued to do his normal work on weekdays.

Jiang Xiyao also seemed to deliberately not go back to the office, and went outside to check the files with the employees as quickly as possible, and reset the firewall to prevent these hacker viruses from unknown sources from messing up the company's procedures.

But even if Jiang Xiyao had the idea of ​​escaping from reality for a while, in the end she still had to face the reality in the diary.

That is, I really forgot the memory of Fangzheng for a whole month, and those extremely important days.

Especially last night, if I took the initiative, it must be very beautiful.

These thoughts made Jiang Xiyao, who was still full of vigor in the morning, suddenly feel a little lost and lost her energy.

Chapter 282 I Don't Want to Forget You

During the lunch break, Jiang Xiyao ate in the office as usual.

Fangzheng was supposed to go to the small cafeteria to eat with the employees, but after thinking about it, it would be better to go with Miss Jiang.

Fangzheng took the boxed lunch and returned to the CEO's office.

Seeing Fang Zheng coming in, Jiang Xiyao consciously moved her butt to the side to make room for Fang Zheng.

Fangzheng went to sit down beside Jiang Xiyao, opened the lunch box, and glanced at her for eating less than half of the vegetables and rice.

"Have a good appetite today?"

Jiang Xiyao shook her head: "I don't have much appetite, but the diary says that I have to eat well to take care of my body and participate in rehabilitation training, so I still have to swallow."

Fangzheng laughed and picked up his chopsticks: "Xiyao is still so powerful."

Jiang Xiyao took a piece of chicken and put it in her mouth. After eating it, she suddenly said in a low voice: "Honey, is everything written in the diary true?"

"Well, it's all true."

The corners of Jiang Xiyao's mouth turned up, as if smiling: "Did I cry many times because of amnesia?"

Fangzheng also took a mouthful of vegetables and chewed in his mouth. He held the woman's slender jade hands with his left hand, and said softly: "There are not many times, Xi Yao is still very strong."

"Really? Then, can I cry now?"

Tears were streaming down Jiang Xiyao's beautiful fox eyes. She put down her chopsticks and wiped the corners of her eyes with the back of her hand.

Jiang Xiyao's voice trembled: "I never thought that I would forget you, I don't know how sad I feel, what should I do, what should I do."

Fang Zheng gently hugged the woman, and that soft and boneless body immediately leaned into Fang Zheng's arms.

The more Jiang Xiyao said, the more aggrieved she became, her body trembling slightly: "Honey, I don't want to forget you, I don't want to forget you..."

Fangzheng said: "It's okay, I won't forget me, isn't it all said in the diary? Amnesia is only temporary, as long as you follow Mr. Smith's training and treatment, you will definitely recover completely in the end."

Jiang Xiyao sniffled and closed her wet eyes: "But I can't accept it, why did you let me encounter such a thing, why did you forget about it?"

"It's okay, it's okay, why don't we go home this afternoon? Shall I accompany you to continue some training?"

"Can it work?" she asked aggrievedly.

Fang Zheng smiled and said, "Sure, isn't everything written in the diary? You believe me, I never lied to Xi Yao."

Jiang Xiyao turned to Fangzheng and buried her head in his clothes: "Nonsense, you lied to me today and said you were drinking, but it was obviously not. I forgot about such an important night, dear, I'm sorry."

Fangzheng said softly: "Okay, it's not your fault, don't cry, it will be embarrassing if the employees see you crying."

Jiang Xiyao said aggrievedly: "No, this room is very soundproof, no one knows what we are doing, you hug me."

"Isn't this hugging?"

"Not enough, I'm afraid."

Fangzheng also turned around this time, and hugged Jiang Xiyao with both hands: "Is this okay? Take it easy, let's go home and do some rehabilitation training, maybe we can remember what happened last night?"

Jiang Xiyao pursed her lips and hummed slightly.

After eating at noon, Fangzheng called Xiaomi and said that Jiang Xiyao was in poor health and needed to rest, and then took Jiang Xiyao home without saying a word in the afternoon.

The woman's memory of Fang Zheng was still at the moment when he was just discharged from the hospital a month ago.

Although she already knew that she had amnesia, for a woman, she still believed that the time when she was discharged from the hospital was the reality right before her eyes.

After returning home, Fangzheng and Jiang Xiyao took off their shoes and sat on the bed.

The man is cross-legged, while the woman is reclining on the bed with both legs.

Holding the three-page list given by Smith, Fangzheng pondered:

"I finished the first and second items with you last night, so let's move on to the third item and watch a movie I watched recently."

Jiang Xiyao stared at Fangzheng's chest.

Fangzheng asked: "Xi Yao, what movie do you think we watched recently?"

Jiang Xiyao shook her head, her eyes were still fixed on Fangzheng's chest.

Fangzheng suddenly realized: "Oh yes, I forgot that you don't care much about the content of the movie, so it's just according to my memory, what we watched recently should be an action movie, I'll look for it."

Fangzheng moved the laptop next to him to his face, and took out his mobile phone to check his ticket purchase records.

Suddenly, Jiang Xiyao asked, "Honey, is your chest injury healed?"

Fangzheng found a spy movie in his records, turned on the computer and searched, and replied: "Injury? What about the fracture you said? It's been healed for a long time. It's been more than a month."

Jiang Xiyao tentatively stretched out her hand to touch Fangzheng's chest, her eyes were fixed on Fangzheng's expression.

It doesn't look like it's in pain, it's true.

The woman opened the diary and stroked her long hair behind her ears: "Why isn't it written in this diary?"

Fangzheng glanced at Jiang Xiyao, thought for a while and replied: "You didn't lose your memory at that time, so you didn't remember it, but you can write it all down now."

Jiang Xiyao hummed, changed her kneeling and bending posture again, and wrote down what happened to her today and what happened in the hospital a month ago.

The carbon pen in Jiang Xiyao's hand was moved by the pressure of her fingers:

"Honey, do I forget a lot of memories this time? According to the records in the diary, I should have forgotten them day by day before, but this time I seem to have forgotten the memories of a whole month."

Fangzheng turned his eyes to Jiang Xiyao: "I am also surprised about this matter, you have never had such a situation, why don't I call Dr. Smith later?"

Jiang Xiyao nodded quickly: "Okay!"

Fangzheng waited for Jiang Xiyao to finish recording what happened today, and then turned on the air conditioner, Fangzheng leaned on the head of the bed.

Jiang Xiyao was lying on Fangzheng's shoulder with a slanted body, holding Fangzheng's hand.

The content of this movie is actually okay. It tells the story of a spy who finally gave his life to defend his home and country. The plot can be regarded as extremely tortuous and ups and downs.

Fangzheng glanced at Jiang Xiyao from time to time while watching the movie.

He found that Jiang Xiyao, who used to sleep while watching movies, seemed to be particularly energetic today, with her fox eyes staring at the screen.

Fangzheng asked suspiciously: "Xi Yao? Are you not sleepy?"

Jiang Xiyao didn't speak.

"Xiyao?"

Jiang Xiyao came to her senses when she heard Fangzheng calling her, and looked up at the man, her eyes suddenly flushed.

Fangzheng: "You weren't watching a movie just now, were you? What were you thinking?"

Jiang Xiyao frowned slightly, bit her lower lip and said, "I...my body seems to be a little numb, it feels weird."

"Ma Ma?"

Jiang Xiyao didn't look at Fangzheng, but looked at the screen, and held his hand a little tighter: "That's right there... it's numb."

Chapter 283 Protection Mechanism

Fangzheng had a strange expression on his face. If nothing unexpected happened, he should understand what Jiang Xiyao meant.

The spies were still playing fiercely on the computer screen, but Jiang Xiyao asked charmingly, "What time did we two last night?"

Fangzheng swallowed, yesterday was also his first time.

"Three or four o'clock."

Jiang Xiyao blushed slightly: "Why is it so late? No wonder it's numb, doesn't it stop?"

"Last night I was a little bit over the top, and you are really cute, there's nothing I can do about it."

Jiang Xiyao pursed her lips and smiled, took Fangzheng's arm and said, "It sounds like you are very satisfied, don't you?"

"Well, by the way, Dr. Smith seems to have mentioned that doing repetitive things will deepen the memory, or..."