Have you seen my food reserves?

"Morning, service brother, where is the wind chime? Why are you alone?" Jiang Zhuowen came down from upstairs early in the morning, and jumped down the stairs step by step, in a standard zombie posture, with his waist straight.

Behind the wine table and bar downstairs, a waiter uniform was black and white, neatly dressed, and was wiping wine glasses.Wen Yan replied: "The boss is still on the bed."

"Didn't he get up at this time yesterday?" Jiang Zhuowen wondered, and jumped down the stairs steadily, "Didn't you open the door at six o'clock? It's already eight o'clock now."

The waiter put down the wine glass and picked up another one, "The boss stays in bed from time to time, and the opening time depends on the boss's mood." His tone was obviously used to his boss's laxity.

Jiang Zhuowen has been living in this tavern for a few days.In the past few days, his memory has been quiet, and there is no sudden recovery of part.There was nothing he could do, and Meili didn't provide him with any helpful information, so fortunately he left it alone.In the past two days, I have been looking around in this completely unfamiliar place to adapt to the environment.

Wind Chime is the name of the owner of this Wind Tavern, but of course, this is not his real name.But the real Jiang Zhuowen didn't care, anyway, the name is just a title, as long as it can be used.On the other hand, the half-demon Fengling is very interesting. He obviously used a fake name, but in the end he was specifically told that the name was fake, it was a code name, and he didn't hide it at all.Jiang Zhuowen appreciates this kind of forthright character, speaking without tiring his mind.

So the two people who share the same smell became good friends after a few chats.

Anyway, Jiang Zhuowen didn't have much to go, so he stayed at this place called Fengsheng Tavern.

Probably because of the memory fragments, Jiang Zhuowen is very uncomfortable with his body that is not a "zombie" at all.Even when he was able to walk, he couldn't help jumping around with one arm raised.After all, I have been dancing like this for several years, and I really can't change it for a while.

Not only did Feng Ling not find him strange, but he also found it quite interesting. When Jiang Zhuowen asked why he did this, Jiang Zhuowen roughly explained to Feng Ling what was going on.

Of course, Jiang Zhuowen found that the half-demon here didn't seem to know what a zombie was. He was talking about it seriously, but Feng Ling was listening to it as a joke.

But after Feng Ling gave him a good meal, Dang even held an event called "Right Angle Jump" in the tavern.Said that in the tavern, those who danced and walked like Jiang Zhuowen's posture would have their drink bills halved.

So under the considerable drink bills, many people compromised with the "boss' bad taste", so that Jiang Zhuowen was able to roam around the tavern comfortably without looking strange and abrupt at all.

This really moved Jiang Zhuowen very much.

It happened that there was a shortage of manpower in the tavern, so Jiang Zhuowen took the initiative to help take care of the guests because he was serving the younger brother alone.

The past few days have been quite fulfilling, but for some reason, Jiang Zhuowen always feels that something is missing.

But Jiang Zhuowen thought about it, but he couldn't figure out what he was missing.

Memory problems are troublesome, he won't really forget something more important, right?

Jiang Zhuowen jumped to the controlled table, moved his arms and legs, and sat down slowly and tentatively.He took out a dark red packaged test tube from his chest pocket, held it in his hand, sniffed it salivatingly, and was reluctant to eat it.There is only one tube left, let's keep it.

"Clang clang."

The service boy put the newly wiped, translucent quilt on the shelf, and there was a slight knock between the cups and cups, making a crisp sound.

After wiping the cups, the handsome service boy began to wipe the table slowly and rearrange the ornaments on the table.

After finishing all these, the little brother began to make cocktails very leisurely.The alcohol in this tavern is all prepared by the younger brother.Some of the wines sold in the tavern are cocktails with pre-recipes, but most of them are made by the little brother himself.When he has nothing to do, the little brother will randomly adjust something at the bar, trying to find new ideas.

When the little brother made the second glass of strangely colored wine, Feng Ling got up from the bed.He came out from the corridor at the back of the first floor, wearing a chicken coop head, and his reddish-brown hair curled up in a mess.The pinch of colorful feathers on the forehead of the beauty is blown up like a dog's tail.

"Good morning, are you awake?"

"Ha..." Fengling yawned, with tears in his eyes, and shook hands with Jiang Zhuowen in a sleepy way, "Good morning..." After finishing speaking, he lay down on the service boy like a boneless person, "Little cutie, Boss, do I have something to eat?"

"No."

"Oh, it's so cold, a boss as beautiful as me is actually hungry..." Feng Ling rested his chin on the waiter brother, pretending to complain to the waiter brother.

The waiter had no expression on his face, he turned around and took a cup of warm milk and stuffed it into Feng Ling's hand.

"I'm so touched, our little cutie really still loves me." Feng Ling immediately held up the cup quite pretentiously, took a sip of it shyly and shyly, and then winked at the waiter brother.The winking eyes were cast as if the eyelids were twitching, it was really blinding.

The service boy was not affected at all, put away the utensils used to mix drinks on the bar, and asked without raising his eyelids: "What does the boss want to eat?"

"Anything, I don't understand you, what do you do I won't eat?" After speaking, Feng Ling boldly put her hands on her hips, and gulped down a glass of milk in two sips.Bajibajizui, then handed the cup to the person next to him, "Have another cup."

"Drinking horn milk on an empty stomach affects gastrointestinal peristalsis." The waiter put away the cup and walked to the kitchen behind, bypassing the wind chime.

The service boy left, and Feng Ling took a look at his tall and straight back, and went to wash up with the chicken nest head on his head.

It's so big, Jiang Zhuowen is the only one left.Meili didn't know where she went so early in the morning.

Jiang Zhuowen pinched the tube of blood in his hand and stared at it intently.This blood... Jiang Zhuowen always felt that he knew where it came from.When drinking, something always flashed through his mind quickly, and there was such a sense of familiarity surrounding him, but it was a pity that Jiang Zhuowen couldn't grasp it.

That should be something important.

That must be something important not to forget.

But what is it?

Jiang Zhuowen stared at the blood on his hands, squinting his eyes and thinking.

If he called Meri specially before he lost his memory, does that mean that he knew that his memory would have problems before he lost his memory?Thinking about it this way, if he now knew that his memory would fail, he would definitely record the situation he was in, why he lost his memory, who he could trust, and who was the enemy.Then it doesn't make sense to have no amnesia, and the future will be stupider than the self after the malfunction.

So why didn't you leave a message?

Did you not notice where you stayed?still……

Why did he choose Meili to come to him after he lost his memory?Usually at times like this, you only let people you trust stay by your side, right?But according to Merry, they were not familiar with each other at all.

Although being unfamiliar doesn't mean you can't trust her, but Jiang Zhuowen doesn't think he trusts Meili either.

It wasn't the current self, but he didn't feel that the self before amnesia trusted Meri.

Trust is a mutual thing, and maybe he forgot his reasons for trusting Merry, which made him unsure if he should trust this person now.But if he was originally a trusting person, this trust relationship should not only be manifested in himself, but also in Meri.

The logic here is simple.

If others trust you, will you trust others?Of course this doesn't quite count.But most importantly, how can you trust others when they don't trust you?

If he asked Merry to deal with his memory loss because he trusted Merry, then Merry should have trusted him.Otherwise, it would be unreasonable for him to trust Meri, and it would be unreasonable.However, that just doesn't make sense.He didn't feel the trust that should exist at all.

Asking someone who doesn't trust to come to me who has amnesia, unless he is really so miserable and has no one he can trust except this half-demon named Meili, otherwise there is a problem inside.

Jiang Zhuowen squinted his eyes, holding the test tube in his hand and knocking on the table unconsciously, making a rhythmic knocking sound.

They have been together for a while, and Jiang Zhuowen can't tell the specifics, but Meili's many actions give Jiang Zhuowen the feeling that his boss is not him, but someone else.

If he was his boss, not to mention whether Meri's salary was still paid after amnesia, why wouldn't he worry about the loss of salary.Just say that if you are staying with your boss, then you will definitely look at the face of the boss habitually and focus on the boss' opinion, right?Even if the boss loses his memory, it is impossible to change this habit and mentality in a short while.

Like he'd rather hop around than walk with his legs.

Although Jiang Zhuowen's memory is lost, at least he has all the memories of his life now, so he is not like a mentally handicapped.

So far, he hadn't felt Merry was hostile to him, but Merry was certainly not his.It is not known what happened to him and he lost his memory, only a preliminary analysis revealed that there are two situations.

First, he knew that his memory was going to have problems.

Then it is unlikely that he will not make any preparations, but this preparation has been disrupted now, and it has not exerted its original effect.And this preparation will not be Meili, after all, he is not someone he trusts.Jiang Zhuowen felt that even if he was a zombie, he should have a few zombie friends. If he couldn't do it, he could put himself in a safe place.It's better to be alone than to have an unsafe half-demon by your side when amnesia is unguarded.

He can think of it now, before he lost his memory, it was impossible to miss it, and the extra memories are all experiences, and it is impossible to have too many in vain.So Merry didn't come at the right time.

The second is that he himself does not know that his memory is going to have problems.

Then it was impossible for him to make any preparations, so it was even more wrong for Meili to come.

It's just not right about this Meili.

So now Jiang Zhuowen felt that if he wanted to know what was posted, he should work more on Meili.This is his only way out.

Apart from this, he couldn't be sure of anything, couldn't remember anything, and couldn't even adapt to this strange environment at all.

Jiang Zhuowen couldn't understand the text here, and he couldn't understand the high technology here that was far beyond his memory.Fortunately, I can still understand what I said, otherwise I would be blinded and at a loss.

Jiang Zhuowen squeezed the test tube and sighed.

The door of the tavern was suddenly opened, and sunlight came in through the crack of the door and fell on Jiang Zhuowen.

"Bang."

Jiang Zhuowen subconsciously jumped out of the way to hide from the sun, and brought down the chair behind him, which fell to the ground.

Glancing at the chair, he subconsciously said, "Come to drink, we haven't opened yet..."

Before Jiang Zhuowen finished speaking, a young man with dark green half-length curly hair walked up quickly, grabbed Jiang Zhuowen's cuff solemnly and asked, "Boss, how are you?"