After I traveled through the book, the scheming little villain had ulterior motives towards me

The man hesitated and shook his head: "I can remember some, but most of it is incomplete."

An Yuannian looked at his face. Qi Yiheng looked very much like him. Except for the pair of peach blossom eyes which were inherited from his mother, most of the rest were similar to his father.

They have almost the same faces, but different lives.

\"Zhaocai, help him restore his memory!\"

Zhaocai wanted to persuade her but couldn't open his mouth. He had persuaded her too many times. She was determined about this idea and he could only support her.

After all, with my current medical skills, it is difficult to fully restore Chi An's memory. If I want to fully restore it, it will take at least five years.

A lot can change in five years.

[An Yuannian asked the host whether he would like to exchange the mission points for all the memories of Chi An, a character in the book.]

\"yes.\"

She didn't hesitate for a moment.

As soon as he finished speaking, Chi An had a headache and was about to go crazy.

His brows were knitted together in pain.

Qi Yiheng held An Yuannian's hand and tightened it subconsciously.

An Yuannian pinched him quietly.

"Mr. Chi, do you want to rest here tonight?"

Qi An's headache dissipated a little with these words, and he looked up at the boy sitting next to her.

An Yuannian smiled with curved eyebrows: "Mr. Chi, I am his fiancée, I can make the decision."

"Thank you."

He agreed.

An Yuannian rang the small bell on the table, and a maid came in from outside.

"What are your orders, madam?"

She was slightly bent over, and her manners were impeccable.

"Take Mr. Chi to the guest room to rest."

"Yes."

The servant led Qi An to the elevator and went to the fourth floor.

"hug?"

The upturned sound at the end of her last word made the young man hold her in his arms.

"Thank you."

An Yuannian patted his back and said, "You won't blame me for letting him recover his memory, right?"

In fact, she was a little afraid that he would blame her for acting on her own.

He seemed to have discovered her inner sensitivity. He closed the distance between them and lowered his head to gently kiss her forehead.

"I never will."

Only then did An Yuannian feel relieved.

..............................

The next morning, two people appeared in the gym on the second floor.

"Xiao Heng, can we talk?"

The boy was wearing sportswear, with sweat hanging on the tip of his nose. His breathing fluctuated greatly for a moment, but he quickly adjusted himself.

"Say it!"

He continued running on the treadmill without even giving him a glance.

Chi An looked at Qi Yiheng, who was once a little baby in his arms, and now has grown into a teenager. The missing childhood can never be made up.

"I remembered everything, and I know who caused all this. I'm sorry for you and your mother."

"If you still say that, there's no need to talk any further."

He stopped the treadmill and picked up a towel beside him to wipe the sweat from his forehead.

Chi An was stunned, what should he do?

He has been living abroad all these years, and he can't make up for it no matter what.

He felt even more guilty about his dead wife; he paid a heavy price for his momentary kindness.

That person is dead now, and even revenge on him is impossible.

"I want to meet your mother."

He said these words in a begging tone, and his humble attitude made the handsome and cold-faced young man relax a little.

"I don't know. She left me behind and asked me to wait for her to come back."

From that day on, every time he woke up in the middle of the night, he would think of the woman saying reluctantly, "Wait for me to come back," before she left. But she never came back.

He thought about running away, but what if he ran away and she came back to find him?

But she never came back, and the next time I heard the news was of her death.

Does he hate it? He hated it before, but he doesn’t hate it now.

Did he feel sorry for her? Yes, but now it was all over.

The man's face turned pale: "Can you find it?"

Qi Yiheng remembered what An Yuannian said, maybe she is still alive.

Did she remarry? Did she have a new child? Maybe she didn't get married and lived a flamboyant life, so he was a stain on her life.

So he chose to forget this sentence. He didn't look for it in order to leave himself an illusion.

He turned and left without answering.

The woman in the room woke up slowly and patted her face.

The sound in the bathroom woke her up, and she walked barefoot towards the source of the sound.

As soon as she walked over, she heard a "click" sound, which made her subconsciously want to turn around and run away.

The young man behind her hugged her around the waist and picked her up.

"disobedient?"

His eyes fell on her feet which were once again barefoot.

An Yuannian shook her feet embarrassedly.

The little feet, as white as mutton-fat jade, swayed in the air twice and finally dropped down.

"Sorry!"

She hooked her arms around his neck and leaned into his arms coquettishly.

Why are you wearing pajamas? Why not just cover your lower body like the male protagonist in the novel?

He carried her over and gently placed her on the small sofa, then picked up the slippers from beside the bed, squatted down and carefully put them on her.

"Don't do this next time."

An Yuannian stood up from the sofa: "Yes, sir."

I dare you next time.

After making a funny expression, he ran into the cloakroom.

The young man stood there and watched the woman gradually disappear. For some reason, he had a feeling of being unable to grasp the woman. This strong feeling made him feel uneasy.

He hurried over and opened the cloakroom door.

The woman in the cloakroom was staring at him blankly with the clothes she had just picked out, her cheeks flushed with confusion.

"what are you doing?"

It wasn't until he saw the woman's vivid expression that his heart calmed down.

"I suddenly felt uneasy just now, and then I wanted to see you."

"Hahaha, how come you are new to this too? Do you want to go to the temple and pray for..."

"it is good."

He quickly agreed.

An Yuannian, holding the clothes, looked at him in disbelief: "Don't you not believe this?"

She looked confused, and the boy came in and held her in his arms.

"I believe it now."

Since it was about her, he didn't want any surprises.

"Then we'll go after we're done with our work."

She hugged him back to soothe him.

It took him a long time to let go.

"Taohan will be here soon. I have to go out for a while today. Remember to wait for me at home."

He explained everything carefully.

An Yuannian, who was changing clothes in the cloakroom just across the door, was smiling from ear to ear.

"I know, you're as nagging as an old woman."

The young man smiled helplessly. He wouldn't have done this if it wasn't for the person he loved.

But he was willing to become like this.

"Have you memorized it?"

After that, he still had to conduct an investigation.

An Yuannian repeated what she had just said, which made the young man feel relieved.

After the boy left, An Yuannian leaned against the cloakroom with a dazed look in his eyes.