After the divorce, Mrs. Zhou proposed to remarry with her three children.

"Wait a minute, Mr. Zhou." Dr. Fang stood up and chased to the door, "Actually, there is another way."

Zhou Lin's eyebrows were solemn and he was a little impatient. He didn't like this hesitant way.

Dr. Fang smiled bitterly and said: "This method is actually similar to the one I mentioned, except that the method mentioned before was to make her think that Alin was dead, while this method was to make her completely forget everything about Alin. "

Speaking of which, Zhou Lin was forgotten, but one was more cruel to Cheng Zhiwei, while the other was much more relaxed.

"Hypnosis." Dr. Fang said, "Let her forget about that person and everything related to him, and she can be reborn."

Zhou Lin's face was expressionless and he didn't know what he was thinking. He just didn't answer Dr. Fang and turned around to find Cheng Zhiwei.

Cheng Zhiwei's memory became more and more confusing. Today he was still talking about going to pick up Ah Lin. Two days later, he suddenly said that he wanted to watch Ah Lin's basketball game. He even suddenly went to the kitchen in the middle of the night to cook Ah Lin's hangover soup.

Her memory regressed bit by bit, and finally she couldn't remember any of these things, and she made a fuss about going home.

Lin Yu couldn't help but arranged for two servants to follow her, but there were still times when she was careless.

Cheng Zhiwei took advantage of the two people helping downstairs to sneak away from Zhou's house.

Zhou Lin was in a meeting when he got the news. He asked someone to look at Cheng Zhiwei while he rushed over.

When he arrived at Cheng's house, Cheng Zhiwei was looking at the empty house in a daze. She couldn't understand why the house was empty even though she hadn't been away for too long.

It's like no one has lived here for a long time.

"Cheng Zhiwei." Zhou Lin called her name in a gentle voice, "Come here."

Cheng Zhiwei slowly raised his head to look at him, his eyes were a little distracted and dull, and his voice was dull: "There is a thief in the house."

Otherwise, why would it be so empty?

She took out her cell phone to call the police.

Zhou Lin pressed her hand and brought it into his arms, resting his chin on the top of her head. His dark eyes were full of pain, "There are no thieves in the house, they just went back to their hometown."

Cheng Zhiwei was puzzled, "Didn't they go out to work?"

Why did you go back to your hometown?

She struggled, "I want to find my sister."

Zhou Lin pulled her into his arms forcefully, "My sister is also at home."

Cheng Zhiwei stopped struggling, his eyes were vacant and heartbreaking, "Why are they in their hometown? I want to go back too."

She got out of Zhou Lin's arms, ran into the bedroom, and randomly packed some clothes.

Those clothes were all from a long time ago. After all, part of her things were in Bright Sky City and part of them were in Cheng Zhiyin's house in Fengyuan. But to Cheng Zhiwei, she didn't care at all.

She picked up a bag casually and was about to leave.

"Cheng Zhiwei, aren't you waiting for your Ah Lin?" Zhou Lin's throat rolled. He knew that her memory was gradually forgetting him in the chaos, and the desolate things in her heart grew unscrupulously.

When she liked him, he took it for granted.

But when she really started to forget him, he felt ridiculous pain.

"Alin?" Cheng Zhiwei read these two words, his expression a little confused and confused, as if he felt that these two words were very familiar, but he couldn't remember who it was.

"Yeah, didn't you say he was coming back?" Zhou Lin asked in a low voice, "Aren't you waiting for him?"

"He is already with Xu Zhenzhen." Cheng Zhi's eyes turned slightly red and he turned away, feeling both pain and relief, "I wish him well."

Her memory was confused again.

"Xu Zhenzhen used your number to replace what you did to Alin. I'm sorry, but he doesn't know people well."

"Brother Zhou, you don't have to comfort me. I know he doesn't like me." Cheng Zhiwei smiled bitterly. She had always seen clearly. Her liking was her own and had nothing to do with who Zhou Lin liked.

But we must also stop losses in time.

"you……"

"I am leaving now, bye."

Where could she go?

Zhou Lin pursed his lips and pulled her back again, "Cheng Zhiwei, wait, I will drive you back tomorrow."

"It's not troublesome." Cheng Zhiwei politely refused, "I can just take the car back by myself."

Zhou Lin's eyes were slightly cold, and when he pulled her into his arms, he pinched the back of her neck. Cheng Zhiwei felt a pain in her neck and passed out.

Secretary Zhang lowered his head and said, "Doctor Fang is ready."

Zhou Lin carefully and gently picked up Cheng Zhiwei and walked out.

Cheng Zhiwei, you have liked me for so many years, so please continue to like me.

Three months later.

Bar box.

When Cheng Zhiwei pushed the door open and went in, the noisy noise inside fell silent. She looked at the man in the crowd who was biting his cigarette butt sideways, and smiled helplessly: "Alin, it's time to go home."

There were several men in the room, and they were surrounded by beautiful girls. Only the seats to the left and right of the man were empty. Hearing the sound, the man put out his cigarette in the ashtray, picked up his coat and stood up. He was tall and had long legs. , the figure is slender and perfect, but there is always a cold look on his face, which makes people feel frightened.

But when he looked at Cheng Zhiwei, his expression suddenly became a little more gentle, and he replied calmly: "Just come."

Sitting in the corner next to him was a man wearing a dark blue shirt. His hair was dyed gray. He held a woman in a red suspender skirt in his arms. His peach blossom eyes were slightly raised. He vomited at the woman in his arms. Yan Huan said with a hint of sarcasm: "Alin has become a strict wife now."

It's a bit weird.

Cheng Zhiwei had heard of He Lanzhi. It was said that he had just returned from abroad and had specially organized a wine party today to cleanse himself from the wind and dust.

Cheng Zhiwei felt that he didn't like this person at first sight, so he ignored him.

He just waited quietly for Zhou Lin.

Zhou Lin held her wrist, his eyebrows blurred under the dim light. He glanced at Helanzhi sideways, "If you can't speak, don't speak."

He Lanzhi pushed away the woman next to her and walked over with a cigarette in her mouth. She stared straight at Cheng Zhiwei with a frivolous animosity, "Miss Cheng is so lucky. After so many years, she still won A Lin's heart. It's just Poor Zhenzhen..."

"Helanzhi, you are drunk." Zhou Lin interrupted Helanzhi in a deep voice, with a pair of black eyes as clear as ice.

He Lanzhi did not dare to face Zhou Lin's anger. She touched the corner of her lower lip with her tongue and said with a smile: "Although Ah Lin is married, there is still social interaction in the scene. Cheng Zhiwei, please treat Ah Lin." Lin is so tight in control, aren't you afraid that he will be laughed at?"

Cheng Zhiwei said calmly: "I just happened to have something to do nearby, so I came to pick him up. If you still have something to talk about, I will leave first."

Very generous and decent.

But he didn't seem to have any emotion at all.

Helanzhi sneered, "You've already come, why pretend to be so innocent?"

"I asked her to come." Zhou Lin looked at He Lanzhi warningly, paused, and then said, "I will make up for this drink next time."