I messed with my ex-husband after amnesia

Cong Xu finished leaning silently, now that he is not addicted to cigarettes, he wants to light a cigarette for himself.

what is this?

When he was in school, he liked Lu Shenfei so much that he loved him to death, and it was true that he liked Lu Shenfei so much that he could get tattoos on his body, but at least he was clear-headed: the secret love is the secret love, and when he is a friend, he will never go beyond it. Show a sincere heart and love seriously.

Wouldn't it be impossible to mess up your relationship and marriage after getting married and then divorcing?

So, again those two questions:

Why divorce if you have feelings?

Divorced what do you want to be nostalgic for?

Cong Xu sat in front of the screen, puzzled.

After sitting for a while, he turned to look at the leather file bag at the corner of the table.

By the way, there is also the film and television copyright of "No Way Back".

Before the car accident, he had already decided to sign "No Way Back" to Lucheng.

Selling to Lucheng is equivalent to selling to Lu Shenfei.

But he had read the statistical table, and it was clearly marked on it. In the past six years, from the first book with a pseudonym to the publication of "No Way Back", as long as the copyright was sold, none of it was for the deer. orange.

It feels like, Cong Xu thought, those copyrights were not sold to Lucheng, as if they deliberately didn't sell them, and purposely bypassed them.

Then now...?

Cong Xu boldly guessed: If it was intentional not to sell it before, it must be intentional when it decides to sell it now.

Deciding to sign Lu Cheng must have his own purpose, but because of the car accident, he just forgot.

What is it?

Of course I can't think of a clue.

Congxu pondered for a moment, then made a voice call to Yan Nuo who was staying at the hotel, and asked him, "When did I decide to sell "No Way Back" to Lucheng?"

Yan Nuo: "About a month and a half ago."

Congxu: "Before the princes did not contact other families about the copyright of "No Way to Retreat."

"No." Yan Nuo: "When "No Way Back" was first written, you greeted the princes and said that the copyright will not be sold for the time being, and you will not contact the copyright owner."

"Later Lucheng came over and quoted a price of 300 million yuan for the copyright. Then you let go and let the princes talk to each family."

Yan Nuo hesitated: "But actually..."

Cong Xu took the words calmly: "But in fact, I was planning to sell the copyright to Lu Cheng. I didn't agree directly, but I just wanted to hang his family on purpose."

Yan Nuo: "Yes."

But as long as Lucheng has Lu Shenfei around...

Congxu: "I hesitated to agree to such a high offer, how would Lu Cheng react?"

Yan Nuo: "They re-quote every week, and each quote is two to three million lower than the previous week, forcing you to make a decision."

Cong Xu was not surprised, it was indeed Lu Shenfei's method.

On the second phone call, Cong Xu called Lu Dada and asked him, "When did you find out that I've changed?"

Lu Dada was puzzled: "Isn't it just when you woke up from the car accident?"

Cong Xu: "I mean before."

Lu Dada: "Don't you say everything looks forward, why are you asking about the past again?"

Cong Xu: "Before going back to City A, let's understand the basic situation."

There is no basic information to understand, and Rudada knows even less than Yannuo.The two are usually busy with their own affairs, and occasionally come out to have dinner together, and the rest of the meeting is because Lu Dada lacks money for business or needs a guarantor.

If you want to ask when did Cong Xu's earliest change...

Lu Dada really knew: "In my impression, it should be after Lu Shenfei's mother passed away."

Cong Xu was taken aback when he heard the words: "What did you say?"

Lu Dada came to a sudden: "Oh yes, you don't remember." After a moment of silence: "Lu Shenfei's mother, before you divorced, died a few years ago, of cancer."

Lu Dada sighed: "You fired a good civil servant just to take care of her."

Lu Dada: "I don't know exactly what happened. I asked you before, but you didn't tell me."

Lu Dada: "Anyway, at that moment, I felt that you began to change a little bit, boring."

"Oh, yes," Lu Dada thought of something, and said, "You organized Lu Shenfei's fucking funeral in your hometown. Lu Shenfei seemed to be very busy at the time. No one saw anyone in other places. The cremation was over. He just came back."

"Because of this matter, you didn't want Lu Shenfei to be buried with the fucking urn, you made it all up."

After hanging up the phone, Cong Xu leaned back in the chair.

Lu Shenfei's mother, Aunt Lu, is a very nice person.

A single mother, with her son alone, earns money to support the family.

They used to live in an old alley not far from the school, and if they had nothing to do, he would follow Lu Shenfei home to eat.

Auntie Lu has a good temper, is very diligent, and cooks good dishes. Every time she sees him, she always greets him: "Xu Xu is here, today I have fried yellow croaker that you like."

When he was in college, every time Cong Xu finished talking with his parents on the phone, he would call Aunt Lu.

Auntie Lu would care about his daily life as much as she cared about Lu Shenfei, adding clothes when it was cold, drinking more water when it was hot, calling him over for dinner and chatting during summer and winter vacations, and giving him a big red envelope every New Year.

Cong Xu stayed in the memory of being 21 years old. Aunt Lu was in good health. Lu Shenfei told her about the relationship between the two. She laughed from ear to ear. She called him and called her son instead.

Congxu was 27 years old, the gentle and strong woman who cooked well, cared about his life, and called his son, died of cancer a few years ago.

Cong Xu felt a little sad, and sniffed.

But he wasn't in his early twenties. Now, even though he learned about this while losing his memory, his heart didn't become extremely sad because of the discomfort.

Instead, I think: Birth, old age, sickness and death, misfortunes and blessings are the normal state of life.

He, too, escaped this time, but it was just a fluke.

Life is in a hurry, longer, and only a few decades. The texture of life, whether it is as heavy as Mount Tai or as light as a feather, should at least be under your own control?

Take control, be firm, and move forward step by step.

Cong Xu's heart is very quiet and light.

Those forgotten pasts that pull the present are not worth mentioning in the face of fate and life and death.

And the six years he had forgotten, no matter how many changes had taken place, had already passed.

Cong Xu sat upright, looked at the two lines of words on the screen again, the blinking cursor clicked on the third line, and hung his hands on the keyboard: "There is no way back, only forward."

Not long after, Congxu sat at the table and contacted the third person of the night on WeChat: Jianhong's boss, the five lords.

The princes hadn't contacted anyone for a long time, and they were about to cry in the voice: "Ancestor, you finally have news!"

This big brother hasn't changed at all, it's the same six years ago and six years later, Cong Xu didn't talk nonsense with him, and went straight to the point, asking him: "What's going on with Lucheng now."

Prince: "Huh? You want to talk about work now. Shouldn't you soak your feet, read a book, and go to bed at ten o'clock on time?"

Cong Xu: "I won't soak my feet today."

Prince: "You ran out of herbs for soaking your feet? Let me tell you, I recently bought a new medicine pack, which is quite useful. I will send you a box another day. The foot that soaked it, tsk tsk, is better than a cat's claw." All soft."

"..." Cong Xu: "Masters, I'm asking you about Lu Cheng."

Princes: "Oh, Lucheng, hey, Lucheng, what can Lucheng do, if you don't nod, they are still hanging on."

Cong Xu: "What is their offer now?"

Princes: "680 million."

Talking about Lucheng, I also became confused: "Before, it was the team of their company President Lu who was in contact with me. Recently, they became another project leader of their company and told me that President Lu's family has something to do. , I don’t know if it was intentional or if something really happened.”

Summary: "Anyway, their company has always been strong."

Prince: "Oh, by the way, this afternoon, Lucheng received news again, saying that they hope to finalize the copyright fee and the contract as soon as possible."

Cong Xu said generously, "Yes."

The princes were incapable of responding to this sharp answer: "Ah?"

Congxu: "You tell Lucheng, 600 million, including tax, whether you want to buy it or not."

Princes: "Ah?!"

Cong Xu: "Stop it, go talk to that side."

Prince: "Now?"

Congxu: "Well, now." A friendly suggestion: "You can notify while soaking your feet, so that your athlete's foot and your attitude can be synchronized. It doesn't matter if the smell is bad, so don't be polite to them."

The princes murmured in their voices: "What's going on?" This night, "Are you sleepwalking, or am I sleepwalking."

"Oh, by the way," Cong Xu almost forgot: "If they bargain, or lower the copyright to engage in psychological tactics, you can directly raise the quotation to 3000 million."

The princes were shocked: "You are talking about the rhythm of collapse!"

Cong Xu took it easy: "Their film and television company lacks IP and content, and I lack his 3000 million? If I don't sell deer oranges, I will die?"

The princes were speechless for a moment, and for a long while: "Master, have you taken Viagra today?"

Majestic, domineering, and a pillar of support!