After wearing the book, the richest man became my diehard fan

After realizing that there might be some gossip about Wen's on the Internet, and maybe even mentioning his own name, Wen Zong felt warm in his heart.

"Brother Jing Yao, thank you." Wen Zong folded his hands, thanking him quite nervously.

"You're welcome." Tan Jingyao has already received Tong Quan's news, the matter on WB has been dealt with, and all relevant keywords can't be searched for anything.

"Hey, there was a lot of trouble and the movie didn't make it, why don't we... let's watch a movie together?" Wen Zong felt that it was a pity that the movie didn't turn out to be a pity, and offered an invitation to Tan Jingyao.

"Okay." Tan Jingyao readily agreed.

So, Wen Zong saved the day's manuscripts, followed the recommended movie list and chose a movie with a good reputation that Tan Jingyao hadn't seen yet.

The room is equipped with a projector. Tan Jingyao is very proficient in these technological products, and he connects them familiarly, and projects the movies played on the computer on the wall.

After watching a movie, it was almost eleven o'clock.

Wen Zong was drowsy, but felt that it was not easy to come here, so he decided to go out and soak in the hot spring again.

And Tan Jingyao left the room, not knowing what to do.

Lying on the boulder, Wen Zong felt that the whole body was wrapped in hot spring water, which was very comfortable. He squinted his eyes to see the hanging waterfall in the distance.

Here is on the mountain, the temperature difference between day and night is relatively large, the high temperature in the daytime is more than 30 degrees Celsius, and it is only in the early [-]s at night. It is not cold, but compared with the daytime, hot springs will be more comfortable.And on the mountain, especially in places with a lot of water, there should be a lot of mosquitoes, but there are mosquito repellent aromatherapy placed beside the hot spring pool, which smells very good, and there is no trouble of mosquito bites, which makes people feel more comfortable.

Wen Zong thought, if the episode on WB hadn't happened at night, he would definitely be in a better mood.

Not long after, the sliding glass door behind him was pushed open, Wen Zong turned his head, and saw Tan Jingyao holding a bag of bulging towels in his hand.

"Here." Tan Jingyao handed the towel wrapped with something to Wen Zong.

Wen Zong stretched out his hand to touch it, it was cold, filled with ice cubes: "This is..."

"I simply made an ice pack. Your physique is not good, and you tend to get dizzy after soaking for a long time. This will make you feel better." After Tan Jingyao finished speaking, he untied his bathrobe in front of Wen Zong, and stepped into the hot spring pool from the side middle.

The hot spring pool is not deep, and he is tall, stepping in the hot spring pool, the hot spring water can barely reach his thigh.

Tan Jingyao sat down slowly, watching Wen Zong carefully put the ice cube wrapped in a towel on his head, and because he was hit by the ice, he bared his teeth and took it away.

It's not fun.

Wen Zong vaguely felt that he heard Tan Jingyao's laughter, held the ice cube and raised his head to look at him, and happened to meet Tan Jingyao's eyes full of smiles, and suddenly froze in place.

"You always say I'm pretty, but you're the prettier." Wearing home clothes, Wen Zong sat on the sofa laughingly, arching his arms around Tan Jingyao.

Tan Jingyao, who was wearing a couple's home clothes with him, grabbed Wen Zong into his arms with a backhand.

"You are the prettiest." There was an unconcealable tenderness and tenderness in the words.

Wen Zong suddenly seemed to have been scalded, and hurried out of the hot spring pool, saying incoherently, "I, I'm going to take a bath."

Tan Jingyao captured a similar memory to what he saw in his mind, and stood there in a daze, completely losing the ability to stop Wen Zong.

Standing under the shower head, Wen Zong muttered for a long time, rubbing his face trying to force himself to calm down.

what?

In his memory, he and Tan Jingyao looked like they had been married for many years, and the pair of rings on their ring fingers were dazzling.

I thought that I was the same person as the original body, and I thought that I had an unusual relationship with Tan Jingyao, but now they were hard-pressed. They used to be lovers.

But in the memory just now, the two of them are obviously not young anymore.If he lost his memory, it shouldn't even change his age.

Is it some strange parallel world theory?But if this is the case, the novel "The Little Wife of the Richest Rich Man in Cold Love" and all the life I have experienced before I went through the book will also be invalid.

Wen Zong's mind was in a mess, and he didn't know what to do with the knowledge of his future relationship with Tan Jingyao, maybe even the past.

After taking a bath, with a flushed face, Wen Zong calmed down in the bathroom for almost half an hour before he dared to go out.

Tan Jingyao had already come out of the hot spring pool and was sitting at the desk reading a magazine.

Wen Zong stammered, "Brother Jing Yao, I, I'm fine, you go."

"Okay." Before Tan Jingyao could finish his sentence, he saw that Wen Zong had crawled into the bed, wrapped himself into a silkworm chrysalis, leaving only a little hair outside.

Because he was full of worries, Wen Zong didn't fall asleep until Tan Jingyao took a shower and went to bed.

The water bed on the other side sank a little bit, and Wen Zong smelled the same scent of body wash as his body, and fell asleep in a daze.

The next afternoon, the two packed up their things and left the hot spring. When they were about to send Wen Zong home, Tan Jingyao politely thanked him.

"Thank you, I had a great time these two days."

Wen Zong held the seat belt with both hands and didn't loosen it all the way. Now he loosened it, scratching his head a little embarrassedly: "You're welcome, I'm very happy too."

"Well, let's go back, see you next time." Tan Jingyao didn't say when we'll see you next time.

Wen Zong stood outside the car and waved his hands, but he had some vague expectations for the words "see you next time".

It doesn't matter whether he is affected by memory, or he really thinks Tan Jingyao is good, at least they are very good friends now.

Pushing open the door, Wen Zong bumped into Wen Huahui who was sitting in the yard watering the flowers.

"Grandpa, good afternoon, I'm back." Wen Zong greeted obediently.

"Are you having fun?" Wen Huahui put down the kettle and asked Wen Zong with interest.

"Very happy." In line with the principle of reporting good news but not worrying, Wen Zong didn't mention the episode that happened on WB at all, "The hot spring water in the hot spring is quite comfortable, next time you can take grandpa to try it .”

"That's good." Wen Huahui nodded.

Wen Zong thought of the memory fragments that popped up suddenly when he was soaking in the hot springs, and he wanted to ask Wen Huahui on a whim, maybe his grandfather knew something "Grandpa, did brother Jing Yao and I only meet each other when we were young?" After Wen Zong asked, He felt that his question was a bit strange, and was wondering whether to change the wording, and Wen Huahui gave him the answer.

"That's right, Zhengya and Xiaotan's mother have a good relationship, and the two of them arranged to meet together at the time." Wen Huahui made an arc with his hands, "It's here, cooking and chatting together, it's a long time ago gone."

"Speaking of which, I have no memory of Brother Jing Yao's parents." Wen Zong tried his best to search in his memory, but found that he really had no memory at all.

It is only explained in the original text that Tan Jingyao's parents are famous musicians, they tour all over the world all the year round and rarely come back.

"You were still young at that time, so it's strange to have an impression." Wen Huahui calculated, "As far as I know, his parents have only come back seven or eight times over the years."

"So exaggerated?" Wen Zong was very surprised. Tan Jingyao is 28 this year, and he has been back seven or eight times in 28 years, which is equivalent to not seeing him at all.

"So Xiao Tan was brought up by the old man Jin since he was a child." Wen Huahui thought about it, and then said, "It will be different if I take care of him. He must be gentle and successful."

Wen Zong knew that his grandfather was referring to Tan Jingyao who always didn't like to smile, and looked at his cold face, so he couldn't help defending him: "Brother Jingyao doesn't like to smile, but he is still very kind and warm."

Wen Huahui didn't listen to his defense: "Who can have my grandson who is well-behaved and sensible?"

Wen Zong, who was praised, quickly echoed: "You are right."

The grandfather and grandson looked at each other and smiled, Wen Zong asked again: "What have I been doing since I was eight years old?"

"You?" Wen Huahui took another look at Wen Zong, feeling that his problems today were all about the past.

"Yeah, what am I doing?" Wen Zong didn't remember anything other than the memory of helping Wen Shan in high school.

Such a large memory gap is obviously abnormal.

"Since Zhengya passed away, your health has been poor. You were hospitalized for ten days and a half months, and you always lost consciousness when you were groggy." When Wen Huahui talked about these things, he was reminded of sad things again, "At that time, I I'm especially worried that you will...let someone take me to pray to God and worship Buddha every day."

"Even after you were discharged from the hospital, you basically never went to school. You studied at home most of the time, and occasionally went to school to show your face and take a test."

"The only thing that left a deep impression on me was that when you and Shanshan were in high school, you helped Shanshan, but Li Donghui made trouble for you. Shanshan's child came to me and cried, saying that you did nothing wrong."

"Later...you never went to school, basically lying at home all the time, shutting yourself in the room by yourself, in the second half of the second semester of high school, you were recommended to Huayao University."

"After that... I got sick and was hospitalized, hey, I can't remember." Wen Huahui waved his hand, "I'm getting old and my memory is not good."

After Wen Zong listened to it, he felt that it wasn't a matter of good or bad memory, but that everyone really didn't remember.From the age of eight to the age of 20, during the 12-year blank period, what he can know from other people's mouths is that he was either hospitalized or alone in the room. Passing Wen Shan, and his recommendation to Huayao University.

Wen Zong couldn't figure out what the problem with these things was, suddenly, the phone ringing interrupted his thinking.

He took out his mobile phone and saw that the caller was Tan Jingyao.

"Hello, Brother Jing Yao."

"Wen Zong, I have something to tell you." Tan Jingyao had just temporarily parked the car on the side of the road and hadn't driven home yet.

"What?" Wen Zong always had a hunch that something was going to happen.

"The police found Wen Junchen. He has been in Shanghe City, but...according to my grandfather, he is a little crazy now."

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