Multiple personality

"dong dong dong"

The innocent faces of the people outside the door made Ze, who was awakened from sleep, full of black lines. He found that no matter where he went, he could not escape the spell of this guy.

The man was about to close the door with a blank face, but was firmly blocked by a wooden box that sprang out from the door. The door was either closed or closed: "What do you want..."

Someone who is severely lacking in sleep is almost on his knees, Ze really convinced him, why does he always appear suddenly when he is sleeping and has not woken up?Also, how on earth did he find this place, stalking?

Chen Jia lowered his eyes in disappointment, his eyes kept attacking Ze's psychological defense line, he looked down at the wooden box in his hand, and replied in a melancholy tone like treating a heartbroken man: "I just want to have a meal with you, I didn't expect you to be sleeping, and...it's twelve o'clock now."

'I can't sleep! '

Ze's lips moved, and he resisted the counterattack that blurted out: "No, he can't bear it, the high-cold personality can't collapse." "

Resisting the urge to fight back, when Ze came back to his senses and saw Chen's house, the other party was no longer outside the door. Wait a minute, when did he come in?Also, how did this get started? !

"Who... let you in!"

Ze stared dumbfounded at Chen Jia who had already set the plate and was sitting on the dining table. He...is really fast.

"Sit down and have something to eat."

The beauty sat contentedly on the dining table and chair that Zhang Ze never used, looking at people with slender and white fingers was pleasing to the eye, and her index finger moved (?)

When all his senses returned, Ze realized that he had consciously faced Chen Jia, and was taking the bowl handed over by the opposite person meekly with both hands...

He found that he was really obedient in front of this person.

"What on earth are you here for?"

The porridge bowl in his hand suddenly became extremely hot, Ze put down the bowl abruptly, retracted his hands under the table where Chen Jia could not see, and held it tightly.

"I just think we can get to know each other. After all, you are my savior, and I am not an ungrateful person."

Only Chen Jia knew how sincere these words were, was he really so righteous and kind and free?It is certain to repay the life-saving grace, but at least if it were someone else, who would be so troublesome.

The bright smile on the handsome man's face is complicated by Ze's incomprehension. Ze has learned from Wang Chaowen that Chen Jia's identity is not as simple and harmless as it appears on the surface. On the night of the accident, he disabled several people, and no police came after the incident. Asking him to take notes, this matter itself is very strange.

Ze moved out of Yelu now, and had a very unpleasant relationship with Wang Chaowen when he left. If it wasn't for Yelu's side, then...it was undoubtedly the finishing work done by the person in front of him.

The silent man in black seemed never to answer other people's questions directly. He asked back like a beast staring at its prey: "What did you do after you left that day?"

"It's nothing, just tidy up. I'm not here today to answer your questions."

Chen Jia suddenly approached Jize, and said something completely petrified: "I am the VVIP of your night, as a golden VIP, I have the right to designate any employee of the night to provide services for me, including you who never pick up customers, understand ?"

The slightly cool palm spread down along the man's handsome outline, but when it almost reached the chest, it was quickly held down by Ze.

"What do you mean?"

The man stared deeply into Chen Jiaman's shrewd eyes, and the nameless fire in his chest burned violently again.

'He wants him. '

As soon as this idea came out, Ze's complexion changed, he quickly got up and took a few steps back, and shouted with an ugly face: "Get out!"

Every time he met Chen Jia, he would become very strange, so strange that he didn't look like himself anymore.

'It's this repulsive look again... It seems that he really hates himself. '

Chen Jia felt uncomfortable, but she forced a smile on her face: "I don't! It's impossible for me to leave! Unless..."

Thinking of the things he had asked the Chen family to find out, Chen Jia clenched his fists and confronted Ze: "As long as you tell me who you are! Where you were five years ago, what happened, it's all about the details! If that's the case, I'll leave." , as you wish, never appear in front of you again!"

The information sent by the old man was much more detailed than Cheng Yang's. After seeing who the boss was behind the night scene, Chen Jia no longer doubted that Ze was from Ji Tianqi.

The Wang family and the Ji family are two deadly rivals, how can they make fun of a counterfeit who is so similar to Jize after cutting off contact for so many years, not to mention that the reason for the breakup between the two families is inseparable from Ji Ze's mother.

——The Miss Wang family who was mentally ill and eventually committed suicide.

So when Chen Jia knew that the boss behind the night scene was Wang Chaowen, the real identity of Ze in front of him became more suspicious. This made Chen Jia really have to think about it. You have to believe the so-called fact that Jize really died in that car accident that year.

"Where were you 5 years ago? Why was there no trace of your activities two years ago? It was as if suddenly, the activities were under Wang Chaowen's banner! Who are you?"

There is another sentence that Chen Jia didn't ask, which is: '...Jize...have you really forgotten him?Does he still hate him and everything he did...'

Did he know how long he had been waiting for him... His chest was a little stuffy, and before Ze could answer, Chen Jia's eyes were reddened.

Ze was obviously not prepared for Chen Jia's bombarding question, five years ago?Who is he? The other party's red eyes made Ze's mind very confused. He rubbed his painful temples and tried to calm himself down.

When they spoke again, they were silent for a long time. Ze did not talk about his evasive question as Chen Jia expected, but directly replied in a dry voice: "Forgot."

"What?" Forgot?

Chen Jia was stunned with red eyes, she really didn't expect the other party to give her such an answer, she forgot what it meant!Amnesia?This is not some idol drama, how can you just forget it?

"There was an accident about four or five years ago, and the head was hit, so I don't remember the past clearly."

The man's tone was still so cold, as if he was stating an ordinary matter: "As for who I am, don't you already know? After asking the question, you can leave."

After uttering the so-called answer, he stretched out his hand and pushed the stunned Chen Jia out of the door, obviously wanting to take the initiative to issue an order to evict the guest.

Unexpectedly, just as Ze Kuai drove the man to the door, the completely stunned guy jumped up like crazy and hung on him like a rabbit.

The man whose whole body was as stiff as petrified slowly lowered his head... Looking at the one in his arms... he stretched out his hand and poked it, but it didn't go away, and poked it again, but it still didn't go away.

The hands that were about to push away the other party had already been raised, but they were put down silently.

With Ze's skills, it's really easy to push Chen Jia away, but he just... is so unpredictable that he can't do it.

The 'beauty' in her arms silently wiped the fluid from her eye sockets on the other's hard chest. After feeling the warmth and moisture of the chest, the man who was already a bit of a clean freak became even more petrified.

The beauty looked up at him, and said seriously with her reddish nose, "Would you like to be my neighbor?"

Chen Jia's eyes were full of seriousness, as if an important pious ceremony was going on, but what he really wanted to say in his heart was: "Are you really back... If so, then I will never let you escape again." open! '

"You...whatever."

Ze turned his head awkwardly, why does this guy seem like a marriage proposal, this kind of thing needs to be said so solemnly?He suddenly had a premonition that this guy would not disappear from his life so easily.

My future days will probably be very exciting...

This is the first time that Ze has felt this way since he can remember. Everything used to be indifferent to him. He didn't care about pain, money, or his own body, let alone all kinds of external things.

The appearance of Chen Jia broke Ze's abnormal and indifferent life.

He seemed like a special being to him.

Four years ago, Ze was the first person he saw after waking up in the hospital. At that time, he lost all his memory, and he couldn't even remember his own name. The name 'Ze' was also given to him by Wang Chaowen later.

It’s not that he hasn’t thought about his past, he has amnesia but he’s not stupid, Wang Chaowen is not a philanthropist, he won’t take him in for no reason, although Ze has helped Wang Chaowen solve a lot of troubles in the past few years, but this is not his level Reasons for special treatment of Ze.

Men don't want to know what kind of person they were before, as if subconsciously they don't want to recall the past.

So what if there is no past, Ze doesn't care at all.

But what is certain is that the reason why Chen Jia pestered him like this was probably because of some things he had forgotten before.

But it doesn't matter, Ze thinks that he is not the kind of person who will change easily because of others. He naively thinks that everything has not changed much today, but he doesn't know that because of his outspoken answers to Chen Jia's questions, everything has been exposed. Core.

Chen Jia is now 80.00% sure that this person is Jize.

It is unknown who will win and who will lose, but if it is J Ze and Chen Jia, everything may have been decided many years ago.

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Beijing time, seven o'clock in the morning——

"Good morning~ Let's have breakfast together?"

The person who is used to going to bed late and getting up late, who has not woken up and was woken up, is obviously a little anxious looking at the beauty in the morning outside the door. It's the seventh day, and you don't go to work every day?

Knocking on the door every day to deliver breakfast, depending on his face... Isn't Chen Jia tired?

In the early morning, the beauty was not harmed by the black-faced gentleman at all, and directly ignored Ze's sleepiness and dissatisfaction, and squeezed into the house alone.

Chen Jia skillfully arranged a pile of morning delicacies on the dining table. By the way, there was everything in the big food box that she carried with her, even the tableware came with her own set.

People who watched the rich food on the table moved their index fingers. No matter how angry a man got up in the morning, he was too embarrassed to get angry after seeing the delicious food on the table, and all of them were Ze's favorite food.

Chen Jia, who had already prepared the food, naturally sat at the table. The beauty cast a glance at Ze, and said in that familiar and ambiguous tone: "What are you doing standing there? Go wash your face."

His chest was so tickled that he scratched his heart and liver, Ze rubbed his heart, and went to wash up resentfully.

Looking at the man who walked to the bathroom without saying a word, a gentle smile flashed in Chen Jia's eyes, how can it be a bad feeling to see this face every morning.

In the past five years, I have dreamed of this long-lost scene countless times. Of course, if they can start from waking up and falling asleep... that would be even better.

Thinking of this, the beauty's eyes flashed a hunting light that was bound to win.

The author has something to say:

Don't ask me why the attack is like this, the lion doesn't make it, just write and write... What can I do, the lion is also very helpless.

Come on, follow the lion and scream up to the sky: "Aww~~~!!! The agreed-upon fine division is tortured by the dark attack!"

No.1 personality... Sigh, let's put our hopes on the second personality who will appear after many chapters, he is really eaten to death.