Have a fake marriage?

The next afternoon, when Xiaohua came to deliver my follow-up report to Qin Mo, she told me that the "big player" had paid the final payment for the job of participating in the competition last night.

I hadn't thought of that.

Didn't you say you want me to pay liquidated damages?

Why haven't you seen me for a few hours, have you changed your sex?

This is not quite like Zhang Yiwei's character of small nose and small eyes.

"Party A said that the competition last night was very effective and helped them achieve their publicity goals, so they were satisfied with the completion of the contract. For this reason, they added [-]% to the previously agreed amount, as a good compliment to Mr. Cheng Thanks for the work."

Xiao Hua continued.

I:"……"

I doubt my ears.

Does Zhang Yiwei have a lot of money and nowhere to spend it?

That's why you treat my love rival like this?

Is there still some conspiracy?

Qin Mo pinched my chin and turned my head to his side.

"it's me."

"what?"

I did not understand.

Qin Mo handed me a glass of milk and said:

"I broke the economic chain of Zhang Yiwei's family overnight, and he couldn't survive, so I gave you all the money that should be settled."

Ha ha.

Awesome.

The gold master's father is willful and pushy.

Although I don't understand economics, but within a few hours a night, the economic chain of a person who can be regarded as the number one in the world in terms of economic strength is broken. I believe that not only the energy is strong enough, but also the network is wide enough. , the means must be ruthless enough, and the price paid for it is probably not comparable to just three melons and two dates.

So—for my appearance fee of up to [-] fast, is it worth it?

"Are you distressed?"

Qin Mo raised his eyebrows with a bad expression.

tsk-

This guy has excellent observation skills, and no small emotion may escape his eyes.

too frightening.

"Honey, didn't you spend a lot of money just for this?"

I still couldn't resist asking.

There's no way, I'm just a money-seeker, otherwise I wouldn't have married Qin Mo, who was also a stranger at the time, in order not to pay back my grandfather's millions.

Of course, I have to admit that this decision was wise.Otherwise, how could I be like Qin Mo now...then what.

Qin Mo was taken aback for a moment, a little dazed, and then smiled.

"It's just a small move, no great price is needed."

He paused, looking into my eyes.

"However, it's been so long since we met again, this is the first time I've heard you call me 'dear' again."

Please brother, this is not the point, I used to call everyone dear, okay?Now the point is, how much money was spent on this matter to have this result?

Eh, wait a minute.

I suddenly felt something was wrong.

Did I really call people "honey" a lot before?

But as far as I remember, it doesn't seem to be the case.

And what Qin Mo said was as if I called him my dear before.

But I don't remember ever having.

So why do I feel that I used to call people like this often?And Qin Mo also said so——

Is it the memory that Qin Mo said I forgot, is it finally coming back?

"Have I called you that before?"

I asked Qin Mo.

There was nostalgia in Qin Mo's smile:

"Yes, a long time ago, when we first met. At that time, you would call people like this at every turn, no matter what gender they were or what status they were with you."

My heart sank.

It's not me who Qin Mo is talking to with a smile like this.

At least, not the one in my clear memory.

Therefore, the smile in front of him is really an eyesore.

"I do not remember."

As I said that, I didn't dare to look at Qin Mo's expression, I gulped down the milk, got up and went into the bathroom.

I don't remember, and I don't want to remember, it's all forgotten, why do I have to remind me now and then.

Those are not me anymore, are they?

……

When I came out of the bathroom, I didn't expect that Qin Mo was no longer in the room.

It took a long time to decide whether to call him and ask him where he was going, but finally he called Qin Mo.

"Xiao Bai, what's wrong?"

The voice from the mobile phone did not fluctuate, but it was peaceful and gentle.

Hearing this sentence, for a moment, I realized that it was a waste of time to be so entangled just now, let alone worry about the past that I no longer remember.

Eating my own vinegar is very LOW.

You're not a child, so what are you childish for?

"Tomorrow I'm going back to the crew to participate in the work of the promotional period, will you be with me?"

I casually found a reason.

The main reason is that the words full of sincerity are a bit greasy and hard to say.

"Together. By the way, I won't come back for dinner tonight, so remember to eat well."

"Not coming back? Working overtime?"

I don't think the sponsor's father should have the option of "working overtime", right?

At least there shouldn't be anyone at Qin Mo's level.

There was a helpless smile in Qin Mo's voice.

"No overtime, other things. Be back soon."

something else?

what else?

Wait a minute, what am I asking so much for?

Even if I knew what Qin Mo was doing every second, it wouldn't make my current life any different.

But speaking of it, I really don't know about Qin Mo's specific work, and I don't even seem to know what he likes and dislikes very well.

On the contrary, he knows what food I like, food I hate, color I like, outdoor sports I hate, weather I like, places I hate...

He seems to know where all my emotions come from, but I don't know his.

like--

A bit incompetent.

"I won't tell you anymore. There is still something to do here. But if there is something urgent, please call me at any time. Remember, give me a good meal."

Qin Mo didn't notice that I was distracted here, so he said so.

I subconsciously replied: "Got it."

Hang up over there.

Hearing the short "beep" sound coming from the phone, I felt more and more that I sucked at being Qin Mo's partner.

It's a little frustrating.

……

"hiss!"

I felt my hand was burned by something.

The next second, I woke up from my sleep.

After talking on the phone with Qin Mo, I really couldn't find anything to do, so I simply chose to sleep.Unexpectedly, when I fell asleep, I would suddenly be woken up by something "hot".

It's strange.

It was the left middle finger that felt burned, where the ring I had been wearing since I was a child.

But no matter how you look at it, it doesn't look like there are injuries or traces of being burned.

Eh, wait a minute—

Why does my mouth seem to have a sweet taste?

what happened?

I carefully felt the taste in my mouth at this time.

It really is sweet.

That smell, if you guessed right, should belong to that black forest cake in the refrigerator.

Heck.

I obviously didn't eat anything before going to bed, let alone the taste of the limited black forest that I made up my mind to keep for supper.

So what's going on?

Could it be that I am sleepwalking again?

Weird.

Aside from having played the game game with the best score in history last week and "sleepwalking" once, it seems that there is no experience of sleepwalking, right?

So what happened today?

The more I thought about it, the more I felt something was wrong. I checked in my phone and hesitated for a while between calling Qin Mo to report and chatting with a quack doctor.

Forget it, Qin Mo must be busy, so it doesn't matter if you don't need to tell him about such trivial matters.

After thinking about it, I called Lu Yijue.

It was picked up right away.

"Hey, Lu Yijue, according to your 'observation' of me for many years, have you noticed that I have symptoms of sleepwalking?"

According to Lu Yijue's habit of monitoring the people around him, he estimated that he has used countless cameras to take a thorough picture of me over the years, so it is impossible for him not to know my sleeping condition.

So ask him there must be an answer.

"According to my observation, you don't have symptoms of sleepwalking. But why are you asking this?"

Lu Yijue said.

Not at all?

Then this is the second time, isn't it the previous sleepwalking symptoms, is it a new mental illness?

I'm a little scared.

"It's like this. I had a headache last week, and then I passed out for a minute. When I woke up, I found that in that minute, I did things that I would never do when I was sober. But the point is, I don’t have any impression of myself in that 1 minute. Also just now, I was sleeping, I really didn’t eat anything before going to sleep, and I brushed my teeth before going to sleep, but when I woke up, I found The smell of the cake is very clear, definitely not like a dream—"

I paused, took a deep breath, made a mental construction for myself, mustered up the courage, and said the question:

"If you talk about this situation, am I sleepwalking, or is there something else wrong with my mind?"

Lu Yijue was silent for a while.

"Uncle Lu, it's okay, just tell me if you need to check something, and I will cooperate with you."

Although I don't like hospitals, I'm still willing to treat them when I'm sick.

After all, no matter what, I have Qin Mo, those "dislikes" seem to be worthless.

Because I hope that I can be with Qin Mo for a long time, preferably for a lifetime, until the end of the world is even better.

"Okay, I'm in the clinic in City S. I'm flying to Germany at ten o'clock tomorrow morning. If you want to come over, you can do it from now until nine o'clock tomorrow morning. Are you coming?"

Lu Yijue didn't stay silent this time, but asked me bluntly.

In such a hurry?

It's not the peak tourist season recently, so there is probably enough time to book a ticket. The flight is about four hours, so maybe we can have breakfast together when we get back.

It's just that if you choose this way, you won't be able to go back with Qin Mo.

But think about it, if I really have mental problems, early treatment would be better, wouldn't it?

After thinking it over, I told Lu Yijue:

"No problem, I'll book tickets first, and I'll let you know when the time is set. See you then."

"Okay, see you then."

After hanging up the phone, I immediately started booking tickets online.

Fortunately, City S and City H are both big cities, and there are quite a lot of flights between them. In less than 10 minutes, I got the ticket.I sent a message to Lu Yijue, set a time to arrive tomorrow, then packed my luggage, called a taxi and rushed all the way to the airport.

After the plane took off, I sent messages to Xiao Hua and Qin Mo respectively, telling them that I had something to do and had to go back to City S first, and told them not to worry or to contact me in a hurry.Then he turned off his phone, closed his eyes, and waited quietly for the plane to fly to its destination.

I know it's rude to do this, cut first and then play or something.

But think about it, if I really have a brain problem, then at least I don't have to think about how to face Qin Mo the first time I know the news.

Anyway, in this life, it's not easy for me to have such a person like me, how can I bear to let him see my ugly appearance.

No matter what, at least it will be better if I am almost as good as I am.

……

After six o'clock in the morning, I finally returned to S city.

Standing at the door of the consulting room, I couldn't help but feel that Uncle Lu's consulting room is still so unattractive, and it is completely impossible to see that the doctor here is one of the best general practitioners in the world.

"came back?"

Lu Yijue opened the door of the consulting room almost within a minute of my arrival.

Guess he is the same as before, staring at the monitor screen at the door to see when I will arrive.

Looking at the guy in front of me who always looks like a young talent every time we meet, I couldn't help laughing, nodded and said:

"Well, I'm back."

When I entered the consultation room, I didn't say anything else to Lu Yijue anymore, time is limited, so it's better to get straight to the point.

"How?" I asked Lu Yijue.

Lu Yijue pointed to the chair.

"Lie down, I will give you a hypnosis to see the situation. It just so happens that you are not in good spirits and your physical condition is still suitable. The effect may be good."

"Okay. It's over, let's have breakfast together." I said with a smile, and lay down on the comfortable-looking chair.

Lu Yijue patted my shoulder and said lightly:

"I'm ready, I won't miss you."

I didn't answer, just smiled and closed my eyes.

……

"Not a mental illness."

Two hours later, Lu Yijue said to me with a tired face.

I sat up from my chair and stretched.

"There is no classification of personality. As for sleepwalking, it's not accurate. It's just a small psychological pressure problem. I sorted it out for you during the hypnosis. The situation you mentioned should not happen again in the future."

Lu Yijue said.

"Psychological pressure? I don't seem to have such a thing recently, right?"

I doubt my ears.

Lu Yijue sighed.

"Xiaobai, when I hypnotized you, you said you were scared. Do you know what you said you were afraid of?"

I was stunned.

Then I realized—

What Lu Yijue said was true.

"Don't tell me."

I said this subconsciously, stopping what Lu Yijue wanted to say next.

Yes, I admit, I was scared.

But I don't want someone like Lu Yijue who knows me so well, knowing that his good brother is such a stupid person——

To be terrified of something like that.

Obviously in the past, I have said so boldly that I will never be like an ordinary person in this life, who will be afraid that I will not live long enough, not good enough, or not worthy of another person because of a stranger.

I'm afraid I don't have Qin Mo.

It's really shameful that someone like me, who already knew what he was, would have such a sharp sense of fear.

Lu Yijue was silent, took a deep look at me, turned and walked out of the room.

I moved my lips, wanting to tell Lu Yijue to keep it a secret or rot in my stomach, but finally I laughed:

"Uncle Lu, have you saved breakfast for me, right?"

Facing that figure from behind, I said loudly, as if nothing had happened just now.

When I said this, I even thought, if this fact does not exist, it would be better.

I thought so anxiously.