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The rain in summer comes and goes quickly.But this time it rained continuously for a week.

After a week of rain, Han Luo stayed with Haiqi in Bi Luo's apartment for a week.

Every day before Haiqi woke up, Han Luo had already come to Bi's house to prepare breakfast, and at night Han Luo drove back to his villa after Haiqi fell asleep.

Sometimes, Han Luo would take a detour to the old residential building, park the car downstairs, and stare at the darkened windows in a daze.

But in the end there was no further action.

Han Luo's heart was in a mess. Every day before, he would think of every little thing he had with that person. Han Luo always told himself that he missed Xiaoxiao so much.

Now, Haiqi is back.I would be with him every day, but I missed that person even more.

"Hai Qi, you go to bed early tonight, I'll take you to see them tomorrow, huh?" Han Luo covered Hai Qi with a quilt, and said to Hai Qi dotingly.

"Han Luo, do you still want to go back tonight?" Haiqi looked at the handsome face in front of her, and gently grabbed the hand that covered herself with the quilt.

His hands were warm and dry.Hold it, inexplicably at ease.

"Well, go to sleep. I'll come over early tomorrow." Han Luo unobtrusively pulled out the hand he was holding, and naturally combed Haiqi's hair.

"Then drive carefully..." Feeling the sense of emptiness in my hands, my heart was also empty...

Han Luo woke Haiqi up for dinner at seven o'clock.After breakfast, Han Luo drove Haiqi to buy Haiqi's favorite things, and drove to Donglai Cemetery.

Haiqi was puzzled, but she didn't ask.

"They're in the innermost part of the east area of ​​the cemetery." Han Luo held him in both hands to buy things on the road, and walked ahead to lead Haiqi the way.

About 10 minutes later, Han Luo stopped in front of Sanfang's half-new tombstone, and slowly arranged the things in his hands.

The flowers I put here last time are only left with dirty and tattered wrapping paper, and they have been eaten badly...

"There are still people coming here..." Although the graves are sluggish, at least there will be people visiting them every year, so that's enough.

"Yeah." Han Luo replied sullenly.

That person still hasn't come back?Still wandering outside alone?

In my heart, it hurts...

"This face looks so familiar..." Haiqi didn't pay attention to the expression on Han Luo's face, but just stared blankly at Liao Xiaoyi's black and white photo.

"Well, you used to look like this..." Although Haiqi knew that his face was injured and plastic surgery looked different from before, he never knew what he looked like before.

This is the first time...

Han Luo looked at Haiqi seriously looking at Liao Xiaoyi's photo, his eyes were full of longing, and his trembling hand slowly stroked Liao Xiaofan's photo.

"I was worried that you would cry when you saw them." Han Luo joked with a smile.

"I don't remember them..." Haiqi said calmly, but her eyes never left Liao Xiaoyi's photo.

Yes, because of forgetting, these three people are not much different from strangers to Haiqi.But, why, when that person faced the three short tombstones, would he be so sad...

After staying in the cemetery for about 10 minutes, Haiqi tore her gaze away from Liao Xiaoyi's photo, packed her things with Han Luo, and prepared to go back.

As soon as she turned around, Haiqi saw a familiar face walking towards her two meters away. Haiqi closed her eyes and opened them again. That person is getting closer to you...

Haiqi squinted her eyes, staring at the person approaching her with complicated emotions.

"Xiaoxiao?" As soon as Han Luo packed up his things and turned around, he saw Liao Xiaofan who had already walked to Haiqi's side.

Just like Haiqi at the beginning, Han Luo thought he was hallucinating, but then he realized that it was Liao Xiaofan who had returned.

"Xiaoxiao, when did you come back?" How's the ear?

Han Luo looked nervously at Liao Xiaofan who was standing in front of him expressionlessly, and stood there helplessly.

He's darkened and thinner, but he looks more energetic than before.

"Thank you for coming to see my parents and brother." Liao Xiaofan looked at Han Luo and said expressionlessly.

Hai Qi looked at the things in Liao Xiaofan's hands, then at his face, and looked suspiciously at Han Luo who did not move.

Han Luo looked at Liao Xiaofan who was bending over to put things down, and then at Haiqi who was full of doubts. He squeezed Haiqi's hand and turned to walk towards Liao Xiaofan.

"Xiaoxiao?" Han Luo tried to call out to Liao Xiaofan loudly, but the man didn't respond.

Han Luo understood, put his hand lightly on Liao Xiaofan's shoulder, turned him around, and said slowly to him: "Let's go first, call if you need anything."

"Oh, you don't have to speak so slowly, I can see it." Liao Xiaofan chuckled, "I need to find you. If it's convenient, let's make an appointment to talk about it another day. Of course, I don't mind talking to your lawyer. talk."

Han Luo's complexion suddenly turned ugly, but he didn't know how to answer Liao Xiaofan.

Tell him in person that you don't want to divorce him?

However, neither my original actions nor my current position allowed me to do so.

"Take your people and go, don't bother my parents in the future." Liao Xiaofan turned around and stopped looking at Han Luo's answer and expression.

Things that have been decided a long time ago, things that should have ended, don't be so muddy...

"Who is he, why does he have this face, and what does his words mean." Haiqi looked at Han Luo and said expressionlessly.

"Let's talk about it when we go back." Han Luo knew Haiqi's stubbornness, and also knew his overbearing.

Haiqi also has Liao Xiaoyi's exclusive dominance, and it's even worse.

"Speak clearly here." Haiqi walked up to Liao Xiaofan without giving in, "Speak clearly in front of him."

Feeling the tense atmosphere around him, Liao Xiaofan frowned displeasedly, but still didn't intend to stand up.

Han Luo suddenly felt that it was a mistake for him not to tell Haiqi everything.

Sometimes what you think is a good decision for others is actually a move that hurts the other party.

Liao Xiaofan finished his work, stood up slowly, and said to Haiqi, "My name is Liao Xiaofan, and I'm Han Luo's friend. Thank you for being here today."

Hai Qi looked at Liao Xiaofan's face, and then looked again. The photo on the tombstone was simply carved out of the same mold.

"He's Liao Xiaofan, who am I?" Haiqi asked Han Luo calmly with reddened eyes.

"You are you." Han Luo said calmly, "Before he lost his memory, he was not called Liao Xiaofan, nor did he look like this. After he lost his memory, he was dubbed by the name of Liao Xiaofan, and this face."

"He stole my name and my face?" Haiqi stared blankly at Han Luo, her eyes were colder than ever before, "What about my man, my love?"

"Did he also steal it?"

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The condition is not very good today, the text was written before, there should be no problem, but there may be a lot of typos.Sorry to everyone here.tomorrow will not be like this