Mr. Feng Shui of the Republic of China

Fan Jin didn't answer directly, he approached Xia Jingsheng step by step: "Are you questioning me?"

Xia Jingsheng's heart palpitated for no reason.

At this time, Fan Jin seemed to be giving people extremely strong pressure, Xia Jingsheng gritted his teeth so as not to let himself back down.

"Answer my question!" Xia Jingsheng didn't give him a chance to change the subject.

Fan Jin approached Xia Jingsheng, staring at Xia Jingsheng's face with a pair of dark eyes: "I really miss when you just woke up, you were obedient and obedient enough. Why did you become so obedient when Sun Wenxi appeared?"

Xia Jingsheng understood, he said clearly: "Sure enough, it has something to do with Sun Wenxi, I know him... Or, he and I are lovers?"

Fan Jin didn't expect Xia Jingsheng to penetrate the truth so quickly, and couldn't help feeling guilty.

The more guilty he was, the more ferocious the expression on his face became.

He sneered and said, "Xiao Chi, what's the use of knowing the truth? You'll never get along with Sun Wenxi normally after taking the medicine."

"Don't call me that!" Xia Jingsheng, who learned the truth, hated this title extremely.

He finally understood that his name was not Long Chi at all, his background, his experience, his likes and dislikes were all fabricated by Fan Jin.

Fan Jin looked at him with pity: "Then what should I call you?"

Xia Jingsheng opened his mouth, but no words came out.

He found sadly that in his mind, there were only memories fabricated by Fan Jin.If this memory is not accepted, then Xia Jingsheng's life history will become blank.

He had no memory of who he was, what he had done, or what he had been through.

"Xiao Chi, even if you hate your current status, you won't be able to go back." Fan Jin's eyes were full of sternness, and there was also an indescribable pleasure faintly.

This kind of pleasure surpassed Xia Jingsheng's pain, seeing Xia Jingsheng frowning, seeing Xia Jingsheng unable to be with Sun Wenxi safely, Fan Jin felt a kind of morbid joy in his heart.

"You are such a lunatic!" Xia Jingsheng scolded.

That night, the two who learned the truth lost sleep.

Xia Jingsheng lay on the bed, staring at the carved top of the bed in a daze.

He tried hard to recall the past, tried hard to discover Sun Wenxi's handsome face in the cracks of memory, but failed.

He couldn't remember anything, he knew nothing about the encounter with Sun Wenxi, he could only close his eyes and force himself to sleep.

Sun Wenxi also tossed and turned without sleep, he took off the jade pendant on his chest, and by the candlelight, quietly looked at the transparent and lustrous texture.

Xia Jingsheng is just like this jade, it is cold and warm.

Sun Wenxi made up his mind that he would try his best to soak the jade-like person with his own body temperature.

Two days later, it was the day when the market in the town opened, and it was also the day when the villagers rarely left the village.

On this day, the villagers would go to the market with their families. Unlike the experienced villagers, it was Xia Jingsheng's first time to go to the market.

The bazaar is very lively, with people beside the road, and vendors of various colors pulling carts and shouting loudly.

Xia Jingsheng felt fresh about everything in front of him, he looked around curiously, enjoying this hard-won freedom.

Suddenly, he smelled a strong aroma, stopped immediately, and looked in a blink of an eye, it was a stall selling rice dumplings.

Glutinous rice wrapped in lotus leaves was steamed fragrantly in the cage. Xia Jingsheng looked at the bulging zongzi, unable to move any further.

"Want to eat?" Sun Wenxi walked up to Xia Jingsheng at some point.

Xia Jingsheng suppressed his smile, and unconsciously licked his lips in front of the steaming steamer.

Sun Wenxi didn't say much, and directly asked for a rice dumpling, and peeled off the green lotus leaves.

The bright white rice dumplings are very appetizing, Xia Jingsheng looked at them eagerly.

Sun Wenxi didn't intend to hand him the zongzi.

"?" Xia Jingsheng was confused, and Sun Wenxi directly brought the peeled zongzi to his mouth.

This means to feed Xia Jingsheng.

Xia Jingsheng hesitated for a moment, opened his mouth and took a bite.

The aroma diffused between the lips and teeth, followed by dizziness and chest tightness.

Xia Jingsheng knew that the damn forbidden drug had worked again.

Sun Wenxi, on the other hand, held Xia Jingsheng tightly in his arms in the crowded street without any hesitation.

"Close your eyes."

Xia Jingsheng heard Sun Wenxi's voice ringing in his ears.

He closed his eyes obediently, and rested his chin on Sun Wenxi's shoulder.

Even though they are in the hustle and bustle of the city, they only have each other in their hearts.

The forbidden drugs were so powerful that Xia Jingsheng was still pale, but he was inexplicably relieved when he was hugged by Sun Wenxi.

Sun Wenxi's embrace gave Xia Jingsheng a familiar feeling, as if they had hugged countless times before.

The unique western fragrance lingered in his nose, Xia Jingsheng gradually ignored his physical discomfort.

The moment he regained consciousness, he pushed Sun Wenxi, with a blush on his face.

"What are you doing?!" He quickly looked to the side, and sure enough, all the passers-by were staring at them.

"Jing Sheng, I thought about it all night last night, how can I get you to accept me." Sun Wenxi said, "I don't think it will be worse than it is now."

Xia Jingsheng understood what Sun Wenxi meant in an instant.

It is true that there is great resistance between the two of them because of the banned drugs, but it will not be worse than it is now.

"Since you are allergic to me, let's do desensitization treatment." Sun Wenxi said.

Sun Wenxi's theory of desensitization is to fight poison with poison.

Once Xia Jingsheng had close contact with him, he would experience various physical discomforts.

Each time, the two were forced to separate because of the effects of the drugs, which was the worst.

What if, in a different way of thinking, at the moment when the physiological reaction appeared, not only did the two not let go of each other's hands, but they held each other's hands even more tightly?

Will it usher in a new shore after the initial discomfort?

Sun Wenxi took advantage of the opportunity just now and practiced it himself.

The result undoubtedly surprised him.

After Xia Jingsheng experienced the initial discomfort, he slowly calmed down in his arms.

Although there was still discomfort, it was much better than what Sun Wenxi imagined.

"Are you still uncomfortable?" Sun Wenxi asked.

Xia Jingsheng stood firm, shook his head after a while, and said, "It's not uncomfortable anymore."

The forbidden drug is more like a regular attack, after the initial discomfort, it will be fine afterwards.

Seeing Xia Jingsheng's pale face, Sun Wenxi couldn't bear it, and blamed himself for being too impatient.

Unexpectedly, Xia Jingsheng grabbed his hand and took another bite of the rice dumpling.

"Jing Sheng, you..." Sun Wenxi was stunned.

"You're right, it can't get any worse." Xia Jingsheng laughed.

Sun Wenxi's heart was hit hard by that shallow smile, he hadn't seen such a heartfelt smile on Xia Jingsheng's face for a long time.

This smile gave Sun Wenxi great courage, he grabbed Xia Jingsheng's hand: "Jingsheng, I will never let you go again."

The two walked very slowly, cold sweat broke out on Xia Jingsheng's forehead, if it wasn't for Sun Wenxi holding him in a half-embracing position, he might fall down at any time.

Xia Jingsheng's heart seemed to be rubbed vigorously by an invisible hand, and a feeling of suffocation rose from his chest.

Sun Wenxi held his increasingly cold hand, with worry on his face: "Jing Sheng..."

"Don't worry." Xia Jingsheng gave him a reassuring look, "I can still persist."

He braced himself, pointed to the ready-to-wear shop not far away, and said, "Is that... the clothes of the Han family?"

The clothing stores in Guicheng are not as rich as in Jiangcheng, and many styles are already outdated, but Xia Jingsheng is very interested in seeing them.

Sun Wenxi patiently explained each kind of clothing to him, and finally said with a smile: "We used to visit department stores like this before, does Jing Sheng still remember?"

Xia Jingsheng pondered for a while, then shook his head in disappointment.

Sun Wenxi was not discouraged, he put his arms around Xia Jingsheng's waist affectionately: "It doesn't matter, I just remember it, and we will make up for the missed time later."

Such an intimate appearance naturally cannot escape Fan Jin's eyes.

From the day when the Dongchuang incident happened, Fan Jin was like a ghost behind the scenes, always watching Xia Jingsheng's every move.

Along the way, Xia Jingsheng and Sun Wenxi's intimate actions were all noticed by him.

His eyes were red, his eyes were bloodshot, and jealousy crazily ate away at his heart.

Fan Jin didn't understand why the two of them finally got together after he tried his best to prevent Xia Jingsheng and Sun Wenxi from meeting.

There was only one thought in his mind, and he was clamoring desperately: "Destroy them, destroy them!"

When Xia Jingsheng was picking up his purse with great interest, Sun Wenxi turned around and took a look as if he had sensed it.

Fan Jin was extremely eye-catching in the crowd, and Sun Wenxi frowned slightly when he met his terrifying eyes.

"What's wrong? This doesn't look good?" Xia Jingsheng's voice woke Sun Wenxi up like a dream.

Xia Jingsheng was holding an indigo purse in his hand, and the fish swimming on it were lifelike.

"It's pretty." Sun Wenxi laughed, "It's as long as Jing Sheng likes it."

Xia Jingsheng put the purse on Sun Wenxi's waist, and Sun Wenxi happened to be wearing a long gown today, and the background color matched the purse.

Xia Jingsheng nodded in satisfaction and said, "It's quite suitable."

Only then did Sun Wenxi understand that Xia Jingsheng wanted to give the purse to him.

He grabbed Xia Jingsheng's hand and said in a low voice, "Honey, do you know the meaning of sending a purse?"

In order to express their love for men, women often sew purses with their own hands and give them to men.

Although Xia Jingsheng didn't sew it himself now, it has the same meaning in Sun Wenxi's view.

"If Jing Sheng doesn't say anything, I'll take it as your acquiescence." Sun Wenxi pushed forward.

Xia Jingsheng gave him a push: "If you do this again, I won't see you off." Saying this, he went to grab the purse.

Sun Wenxi dodged it nimbly, and the two chased each other, playing together.

After the two left, Fan Jin, who followed them, also stood in front of the purse embroidery booth.

He stared viciously at the place where the two left, but his hand was holding a purse so hard that it crumpled.

The stall owner yelled after seeing it: "What's the matter with you?! Do you want to buy it or not?!"

Only then did Fan Jin let go of his strength, he threw his purse on the booth without paying attention, and quickly chased after him.

The stall owner looked at the purse distressedly, and cursed angrily: "You bloodthirsty man, don't let me see you again!"