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Hong Kong.

The traffic on the noisy street was like running water, and there was a beautiful woman standing among the pedestrians.She just stood there, motionless, wearing a pink sweater jacket and denim leggings, which accentuated her exquisite figure, and she was carrying an expensive branded bag in her hand.At first glance, she seems to be the same as an ordinary office worker, but there seems to be something different.

The woman's eyes were a little panicked. She looked around blankly. She had a headache like someone had hit it with a hammer. She stretched out a hand and gently pressed her temple.

who is she?

What is this place?

Why is she here?

Countless question marks jumped over her heart.

Seeing a coffee shop in the distance, she didn't have time to react, her body was already approaching there.

Before approaching, there is already a strong scent in the nose, the smell of coffee is floating in the air, the passers-by on the street smell the fragrance, the tired body seems to be relieved, and the tense mood is also relieved. Relaxed.

The decoration of the coffee house is very classic, giving people a fresh feeling.There are not many people in this old-fashioned coffee shop, and the layout is a bit strange. The semi-open format seats are blocked by crystal bead curtains, and occasionally you can see the intimate figures of couples.

Stepping through the gate, I heard the greeting from the shopkeeper, "Miss Zhou, you are here, is it still the same today?" The shopkeeper is a young woman with an unattractive appearance, but her smile is as bright as the sun.

Responding vaguely, she walked towards a remote seat in the store.

The owner's greetings made her feel that she seemed to come here often, and the surrounding environment was somewhat familiar. She felt that although she couldn't remember anything, she still had some shallow memories of some things or people.The body's response is more honest than the memory.

She looked at the bag in her hand, hesitating whether to open it or not. The style of the bag was very simple and elegant, maybe it was the type she liked.

Open the bag in her hand, maybe she can find out her identity in it.There are some women's items scattered in the bag, such as small mirrors, lipsticks and other make-up supplies, and several newspapers, which may be today's news papers. There is a female mobile phone and a check in the interlayer. Aim for a purse that isn't pretty but is delicate inside.Opening the wallet, there were coins and a few credit cards neatly placed inside. For some reason, she felt that the owner of this wallet must be a person with high demands on herself.

She took out her ID card, and the woman in the photo had an outstanding appearance, with beautiful facial features, a confident light in her brows, but a little melancholy.The woman was stunned, she faintly felt that the person in the photo was very familiar, like herself, but not like herself, but she couldn't remember what she should look like.

Trying to think back, I felt my head hurt more and more.

Taking out the small mirror in her bag, she carefully compared herself with the woman in the photo. They looked the same, but the charm was a little different. The woman in the mirror looked dazed, her eyes were dazed, and she didn't have half the confidence of the woman in the photo.

Look at the name on the ID card again.

Zhou Yifei.

Is this her name?

Zhou Yifei.

Very familiar, but also very strange.

While she was in a daze, the shopkeeper had already delivered the coffee to her. Seeing her pale face, he couldn't help being concerned, "Miss Zhou, are you okay, your face looks so ugly."

"I'm fine." Zhou Yifei suppressed the doubts in his heart, and opened his mouth like a normal one.

The shop owner seemed to see that her expression was really bad, and was about to say something.

A bell rang, saving her from embarrassment.

"Eva, have you seen that death row prisoner?" An unfamiliar male voice came from the phone.

death row?What death row?

Zhou Yifei took the phone from her ear, looked down at the screen, and it showed 'Editor-in-Chief'.

Editor-in-Chief?Are you an editor?

"Editor-in-Chief? I'm sorry, I have something to do. I may have to take a big leave recently."

"Eva," Zhou Yifei cut off the phone without waiting for the other party to reply.

He rubbed his sore temples, and his body felt exhausted.

Sitting on the soft seat, Zhou Yifei's heart felt as if it had fallen to the bottom of ice, and her whole body trembled slightly. She felt that she was not Zhou Yifei.But when she asked who she was, she had no memory at all, no name, no identity.Clasping hands, looking around, forced myself to calm down.

First of all, her memory started on the street, and she had no previous memory, so she didn't know where she went.Flipping through the bag in his hand, he tried to find clues from inside.Seeing what she thought was the news inside, she felt something was wrong.After thinking about it for a while, it seems that the date in the newspaper is wrong.

When she entered the coffee shop, she saw the clock hanging on the wall, which was by no means the year written in the newspaper.This newspaper is also at least 30 years ago.

"Couple bathed in blood at the resort, the corpse was revealed the next day" "The man's head was seriously injured and fatal, and the woman's face was destroyed by multiple knives" "The perverted killer was arrested quickly"

Holding the newspaper in her hand, Zhou Yifei couldn't help swallowing, she felt more and more confused.

At this time, she found several magazines scattered on the cabinet next to her, and Zhou Yifei was attracted by the words on the cover of one of them.

Maybe here, this person, can help her.

city ​​center.

Zhou Yifei was standing at the bottom of a building, holding a magazine borrowed from a coffee shop, hesitating whether to go in or not.After hesitating for a while, she seemed to have finally made up her mind and walked in.

Recalling what was written in the magazine, this is a psychology expert who returned from Canada for an exchange, and has strong analytical skills.He has helped many people solve their problems, maybe he can really help himself.

Taking a deep breath, Zhou Yifei pushed the door open.

The decoration inside the door is very simple and elegant, but it gives people a feeling of soothing the soul, and Zhou Yifei's restless heart got a little calm.

As soon as I walked in, someone greeted me immediately. The person was wearing work clothes and asked politely: "Hello, do you have an appointment?"

"No, can't we meet without an appointment?" Zhou Yifei was a little panicked. She had forgotten that since this psychologist is so famous, there must be many people looking for him. Thinking of this, she still had a glimmer of hope.

"That's not the case." The other party shook his head, "If I don't have an appointment, I need to ask the receptionist and walked into the office slowly.

Zhou Yifei felt that maybe he would not see this psychologist today.

After a while, the receptionist came out.

"Hello, Dr. Fang has no guests now, you can go in."

Zhou Yifei walked into the office eagerly. The man in front of him was looking at something seriously with his head down. This did not affect her observation of Dr. Fang.The man was in his thirties, with short hair, a sharp face, and a pair of eyes on the bridge of his nose, which added a bit of elegance.

The person in front of him raised his head, a look of surprise flashed in his eyes, and a deep and deep voice came out from his thin lips, "Eva?"

Zhou Yifei's eyes widened, her feet unconsciously wanted to run away, she didn't want to meet the people she knew before so soon, but recalling her purpose of coming here, she suddenly stopped.

"Hello, Doctor—Fang." Zhou Yifei glanced at the nameplate in front of the table, his movements were not obvious, but he was caught by the person in front of him.

"Eva, you don't know me?" Although it was a question, the tone was extremely certain.

"Maybe we know each other." Zhou Yifei sighed, and finally asked for help, "Can you help me?"

After listening to Zhou Yifei's retelling, Fang Shiyou said with certainty: "You mean, you don't remember anything?"

Zhou Yifei nodded, "As long as I can remember, I have been standing in the middle of the street." She took a sip of hot water to warm her body slightly, "Later I went to a coffee shop and saw this magazine with your information."

Looking at the other party with a somewhat trusting expression in a daze, the woman's long and curled eyelashes trembled slightly, and the corners of Fang Shiyou's lips rose, "Don't worry, I will help you." The voice was not loud, but it was secretly convincing and reassuring.

"Your name is Zhou Yifei, your English name is Eva, you are 33 years old this year, and you have a daughter." Fang Shiyou seemed to think of something, and hesitated for a moment, "Also, an ex-husband."

After hearing this, Zhou Yifei suddenly smiled, "You don't have to worry about me, just keep talking."

"I'm not very clear about the specifics, but..." Fang Shiyou's eyes flashed a flash of emotion, and he disappeared in the next second, with a smile on his lips, "Do you want to see your daughter?"

Zhou Yifei was stunned for a moment, she seemed to see something strange in the other person's eyes.Then she smiled again, "Of course I'm going, DR. Fang, can you...can you be with me?" She looked up into the other's eyes, the man's eyes were deep and bottomless, but she was dragging herself I can't move my eyes away half a minute.

Zhou Yifei didn't know why she made such a request to a person she had known not long ago, maybe it was because he was the first person she met who knew her, or maybe it was his eyes, which were a kind of light that could make people trust .Thinking of this, she also began to look forward to the other party's answer.

Hearing Zhou Yifei's cautious question, and seeing the undisguised expectation in her eyes, Fang Shiyou's eyes flashed with complexity, and he immediately felt relieved.

"Jim," he corrected.