Slag Gong lost his memory and ran away as a substitute

After the second planning and transformation of the Waltis Circuit, it has now become a tourist and cultural center with the theme of motor sports. On the other side of the runway is a leisure area integrating catering and entertainment. The teahouse on the outermost Yes, there are open-air and private rooms, which looks very grand at first glance.

In the spacious and bright compartment, Huo Cheng and Sheng Yuchuan were sitting opposite each other across a glass square table, and a semi-elliptical gilt carved mirror hung beside it, which just reflected the ugly faces of both of them.

Like two headless flies hitting the iron plate in a daze.

"Tell me, what's going on." Huo Cheng still had that unmoving look, raised his eyelids and looked at the young man opposite, motioning him to explain the specific situation clearly.The movements of his hands did not stop, and he even poured a layer of olive oil on the vegetables on the plate with a calm expression.

However, if someone observes carefully, he will find that his movements are much stiffer than before, and his eyes are dark, as if he has gathered together billowing clouds, and his hidden emotions are about to explode.

Sheng Yuchuan has been alert since he was a child, and his instinct of observing words and expressions is almost engraved in his bones, but now he didn't notice Huo Cheng's abnormality at all.

Because he himself was actually in a daze, and the shock in his heart was no less than that of Huo Cheng.

At Huo's house that day, he saw that Su Wenyu was late and took away some of the most commonly used things. He also made a phone call with Huo Cheng. There was indeed a momentary suspicion that this person left without saying goodbye.

But later, Huo Cheng said with certainty that the two of them were fine, that way he was so sure, Sheng Yuchuan felt relieved, and logically felt that Su Wenyu was having a temper tantrum.

Furthermore, to be honest, as a bystander and witness, Sheng Yuchuan also felt in his heart that Su Wenyu couldn't do without Huo Cheng.

Because he really likes Huo Cheng so much.

This kind of liking is reflected in every detail, from eyes to actions are the best proof, it is even difficult to describe it in concise language.

When two people are together, the one who cares more must bow his head first, so Su Wenyu will tolerate Huo Cheng's bad temper, and will retreat and retreat constantly. As long as Huo Cheng shows a little bit of goodness, he will soon return Will soften up.

This is a cycle, and Sheng Yuchuan also fully believes that this cycle will continue forever.

Maybe this is not fair to Su Wenyu, but there is no way.

After all, he was still on Huo Cheng's side, and he was an outsider, so he couldn't get too involved in the relationship between the two of them, at most he would give a few words of persuasion.

These two days are busy, and Sheng Yuchuan has no time to take care of these things. He is so absorbed in his work that he hardly even has time to rest.It was rare to go out to relax yesterday, and I heard from my friend that someone was finally willing to part with his favorite car, so I immediately moved over with interest.

Looking at it, you can see that something is wrong.

After following the vines and looking for it, I found out that the seller of this car was actually Su Wenyu!

It's nothing more than being struck by lightning.

As soon as they met, Sheng Yuchuan froze in place immediately, jumped up from the chair with staring eyes, and didn't recover for a long time.

On the contrary, Su Wenyu was calmer. After a brief surprise, he quickly calmed down, with a faint smile on his face, exactly the same as any time he met before.

"Yu Chuan, I didn't expect it to be you. It's a coincidence. Don't stand there, sit down."

He pointed forward casually, and his attitude seemed too natural, causing Sheng Yuchuan to feel for a moment that something was wrong with him, so he sat down in a daze.

"Wen Yu, what's going on?" After sitting down, his rationality finally came back, and he began to ask loudly: "You, why did you sell this car?"

"Because the other one given by Huo Cheng is so eye-catching, it's almost like a label." Su Wenyu shrugged, looking a little helpless, and seemed to have regret: "In order to avoid trouble, I can only sell this one."

"Oh——" Sheng Yuchuan walked in with his natural look, and nodded subconsciously: "So that's it... No, no, no, that's not what I meant."

He licked his lips, swallowed very hard, and then thought about it: "I mean, why did you suddenly think of selling the car?"

"I don't need it at ordinary times. It's better to discount it. It's also a lot of income."

"But little sister-in-law—" Sheng Yuchuan inadvertently said the title he usually used to make fun of, but was interrupted as soon as he started talking.

"I think you can change your mouth. It's not appropriate to call it that way now." The young man's tone was gentle, with a smile still on his face, but it was like a soft nail, piercing him lightly.

So Sheng Yuchuan was startled: "So you really broke up with Brother Huo?"

"Yeah." Su Wenyu nodded calmly, "I made it clear to him that day."

"But when we had dinner together a while ago, weren't you all very well?" Sheng Yuchuan couldn't believe it. It's only been so long, how could such an earth-shaking change happen.

Is it good?How good is it?

After hearing this, Su Wenyu raised the corners of his lips unconsciously, lowered his eyes halfway, and concealed a faint mockery.

When Sheng Yuchuan said it, he also thought of the reception banquet at Mingjiuju that day.

The delicious food on the table was very rich, and Huo Cheng prepared dishes for himself for the first time. He specially ordered the pine cage fish, wrapped it in a rich-flavored sauce, and sprinkled it with sesame seeds. He was thoughtful and considerate.

But Su Wenyu actually didn't like such an overly thick sauce very much, nor did he like the taste of sesame seeds, so he ate a lot of vegetables that day and ate up everything in the bowl, except for the two pieces of fish , and did not move until the end.

But Huo Cheng didn't know.

And the high probability is not that I don't remember because of amnesia, but that I didn't know it before.

Because the person doesn't care that much about himself is almost a fact that doesn't need to be verified.

So things like feelings have always been like people drinking water, knowing whether they are warm or not.

Sometimes no matter how good outsiders think it is, in fact it has already started to rot from the root.

Probably everyone thinks that with such an ordinary status as him, he can climb the big tree of Huocheng, live in the most luxurious place for three years, and have good food, clothing, housing and transportation. What is there to be dissatisfied with?

Yeah, why not be satisfied.

In fact, Su Wenyu sometimes felt that he was greedy and dared to plot such a person's love.

No, it was punished.

If you only talk about money from the beginning and treat it as an out-and-out transaction, where will the three years of exhaustion and the pain of forcibly separating the relationship come from?

He might just feel happy now.

However, Su Wenyu wasn't even interested in explaining the twists and turns to Huo Cheng, let alone Sheng Yuchuan.

waste time.

"Whether it's good or bad, it's all over anyway, Huo Cheng and I have separated." He changed the subject, and quickly turned the topic to the real thing, "I just didn't expect that this car is not as high-profile as Fengteng ZUE, and it is actually It can also get your attention."

"This one is not bad. It has a global limited edition number, and it's very high in the front. I haven't even snatched it yet." Sheng Yuchuan muttered softly.

After thinking about it, he rolled his eyes, and decided to make amends for his friend: "Besides, the things Huo Ge gave you are not bad."

He didn't know anything else, but Huo Cheng was generous enough to give gifts.Although it can't be said that there are thousands of choices, but anyway, it can be regarded as a little bit of care, and it is not at all the same as those other things that rich children give their little lovers.

Su Wenyu smiled slightly, "Sorry, I don't know much about cars."

Sheng Yuchuan: "..." That's not what I want to talk about!

"So you know I made it, do you still buy it?" He asked abruptly.

"Buy, of course, but I also need to think about it. After all, the price is not a small amount to me. You can keep the car for me first." Sheng Yuchuan found a lame reason, and responded with a stiff neck.

He already saw that Su Wenyu was definitely not throwing a tantrum this time, and now his brain was buzzing like a ball of paste.But he still remembered to keep a hand, wanting to stabilize the person first, and then go to Huo Cheng to discuss it slowly.

"How long have you thought about it?" Su Wenyu didn't know if he had seen his plan, and smiled meaningfully: "Yu Chuan, although we have a good relationship, brothers have to settle accounts clearly, and I want to make a move as soon as possible. It cannot be folded in the hand."

"One day." Sheng Yuchuan quickly made a promise, showing a finger, "At most one day, I will give you an accurate answer."

Then, he rushed to Huo Cheng for advice, modified and beautified these things a little, and then relayed all of them to Huo Cheng.

Huo Cheng was playing with the Taotie ornaments on the table while listening, his slender fingers rubbing the lines on it vigorously, his face became more and more ugly.

"Why does he want to sell the car? Don't you like it?"

Sheng Yuchuan scratched his head: "Probably not, he just said that it's not necessary, that it's not necessary, so it's still left anyway, it's better to discount it and sell it for money."

Huo Cheng took a deep breath, feeling a bit tight in his chest: "Is he short of money?"

He knew that Su Wenyu had a job as an illustrator, and he liked to draw something when he had nothing to do, but he always felt that the three melons and two dates he earned were probably not enough to spend.

After all, it costs money to play art, and being an artist burns money. Almost all the authors of the world-famous paintings in his collection used to live in poverty, so they may have to be old or even dead to become famous, but now Su Wenyu obviously does not meet this condition.

Besides, his friend's studio sounds like it's not big, and there's a shortage of manpower, so it's estimated that the income is not too stable.

But it doesn't matter, anyway, Huo Cheng has money, enough money, even if Su Wenyu doesn't draw anything famous in this life and the next life, it doesn't matter, anyway, he can support him, but it's not that he can't afford it.

He even thinks that Su Wenyu doesn't need to work. It's fine to treat painting as a hobby. You don't need to be so concerned. Sometimes you have to stay up all night to catch up on drafts, and you are listless during the day. This is not necessary.

So Huo Cheng insisted on giving money to Su Wenyu, and handed over the matter to the most trustworthy special assistant Jiang around him, who paid money to Su Wenyu's account on a regular basis every month, which was more punctual than salary payment.

If Su Wenyu even sold the car, then maybe...

Huo Cheng's eyes flashed, and he just picked up the phone on the table, but he really wanted something, and the call from Special Assistant Jiang happened to come in.

"Hello." He quickly picked it up, his low voice was still magnetic, but it was a little less calm than before.

But Special Assistant Jiang over there was also in a hurry, so he didn't hear anything wrong at all: "Mr. Huo, when I remitted the money, I found that Mr. Su's account had been cancelled, and the commercial bank here has directly dealt with it. I would like to ask How about you?"

Huo Cheng took a breath.

He suddenly felt that the chandelier above his head was too bright, and the lamps on both sides were too dark, and the mixed light and dark made his eyes hurt a little.

Su Wenyu canceled his account.

What does he want to do?

Special Assistant Jiang over there didn't wait for a specific reply, and he didn't have the courage to ask, let alone hang up the phone, so he continued to ask cautiously: "Mr. Huo, the previous remittance has been returned, which one should I use for the remittance later..."

"Don't worry about it for now." Huo Cheng said in a deep voice.

Then he hung up the phone.

To be honest, this series of operations is very similar to absconding with money.

But Su Wenyu was by his side not for his money.Huo Cheng knew this very well before, and never doubted it.

He even wanted to spend the money he earned as much as possible-although Huo Cheng didn't understand why.

But now, a person who didn't care about money at all suddenly changed his temper, even sold his car in a hurry to cash in, and the account was destroyed and disconnected directly.

This is undoubtedly a somewhat dangerous signal.

It wasn't until this moment that Huo Cheng finally realized that Su Wenyu seemed to be a little different.

Not throwing a tantrum, not a belated rebellious period.

He seemed to have made some kind of decision unilaterally.

But why?Why did he have such a change?

Let's get along in harmony and harmony like before, won't you?

Obviously, on the day he left, the two of them played with the parrot together. He bought the bird that Su Wenyu had always wanted, and made an agreement to teach it to talk in the future. When they left, the two even had a hot intimacy for a moment.

He remembered Su Wenyu's temperature when he adjusted his bow tie, his supple appearance when he was kissed, and his obedient saying "Got it"

So from leaving in the afternoon to returning home the next day, in such a short period of more than 20 hours, what went wrong?

Huo Cheng leaned over the table and couldn't help rubbing the center of his brows wearily.

He lowered his head, started to think, started to think, and started to understand what happened these days one by one like he usually overcomes problems, trying to find some signs from it, and even try to find a solution.

At this time, of course Sheng Yuchuan didn't dare to disturb him, he didn't even drink the Earl Gray tea he was holding in his hand.

He wanted to put the tea down, but because he was too careful, the snow-white Mason cup hit the handle of the porcelain spoon on the plate, and the two collided, making a lot of noise instead.

However, it was this crisp sound that suddenly reminded Huo Cheng.

His dark and gloomy eyes suddenly lit up, like a boatman on the sea seeing a lighthouse in the distance.

Yes, you can also ask him.

He was the last person to contact Su Wenyu.

So Huo Cheng was refreshed, and immediately dialed a call to Cuomo, and after a few words about the situation, he got straight to the point.

"What did Su Wenyu tell you that day? How did you say it?"

The relationship between Cuomo and Su Wenyu has always been good. He was also there that day. Although he didn't hear anything specific, he somehow found something wrong. He had carefully inquired about the news in the past two days.

But Huo Cheng was imposing at this time, and rushed to him directly following the current. When he was asked so seriously, his Chinese ability deteriorated instantly, and he stuttered: "I remember he seemed to say, don't use me It's over, and then he can cook by himself..."

Huo Cheng frowned, and tapped the table with his index finger without rhythm, "I want to listen to the original words."

"Mr. Huo, uh, my mobile phone calls are automatically recorded. How about I find out that part and send it to you?" Cuomo felt that the translation was not clear enough by himself, so he simply made such a suggestion.

Huo Cheng naturally agreed.

So not long after, an audio file was sent over there.

The file is not big.

Judging by the size, it is estimated that they chatted for less than a minute.

The play button is just below the screen, with a big triangle mark, but Huo Cheng just put his hand on it, and before he touched the screen, he paused for a moment.

Can't even say why.

Signing a bill of tens of billions is not slippery, but hesitant to click on a recording.

He feels sick.

"Como." The young man's familiar soft voice sounded, echoing over the box.

Huo Cheng felt his throat tighten.

Then came Cuomo's voice, with an American-style translation accent, and I don't know who taught Chinese: "Mr. Su, I am going to your house right now, let me guess, you are calling me at this time, is it Is there anything I can do for you?"

Glib.

Huo Cheng ground his back molars, and his fist hardened.

But Su Wenyu laughed, the laughter was very sweet, and he seemed a little happy to hear it.

So Huo Cheng was unhappy.

"It's nothing, it's just that I want to cook by myself today, so I don't need to trouble you to come over."

The tone was steady, without any abnormality.

It's just an arrangement of cooking.

Huo Cheng fell into a daze again.

Sheng Yuchuan on the side hesitated to speak.

In fact, he had a vague guess in his mind.

Is it possible that the fact that Huo Cheng used Su Wenyu as a substitute was exposed.

After all, even an outsider, himself, has discovered the clues, so the two of them can always feel strange when they get together day and night in the same bed.

But still that worry, with Huo Cheng's current state, he didn't dare to mention it casually, for fear of stimulating his condition.Furthermore, this person's current memory is so confused that he can't explain it clearly for a while.

After thinking for a long time, he still decided to play the side drums as before: "Brother Huo, why don't you think about it, is there something you didn't do well that made Wen Yu dissatisfied?"

Huo Cheng was puzzled: "I treat him badly?"

Oh, this question, even if Sheng Yuchuan is Huo Cheng's best friend, he can't answer yes without conscience.

Cold and domineering.

indifferent.

Never compromise.

When it comes to his faults, he can casually name a few, but Su Wenyu doesn't think so, and automatically beautifies it, as if wearing a ten-stage filter.

To put it simply, as a patron, full marks.

But as a lover, it fails.

Sometimes, Sheng Yuchuan even felt that Su Wenyu had been burning himself all the time in order to barely maintain the heat of this relationship, but at this moment, the burning was over.

In fact, it is quite strange, except that he and Huo Cheng had no contact for a few years intermittently, they barely grew up together.

Sheng Yuchuan himself was very naughty when he was a child, and he got better when he grew up, but the older Huo Cheng got, the colder his temper became, the weirder his temper became, the more difficult it was for others to see through him, and he was even weirder.

However, Huo Cheng after losing his memory made Sheng Yuchuan regain the feeling he had when he was studying together.

Although it is still not enthusiastic, at least I know how to care about my lover, and I know how to do what I like, and I know how to coax him occasionally.

So if you neutralize it-

"Isn't it very good, just... it's okay." Sheng Yuchuan finally replied.

Saying it is the same as not saying it.

Huo Cheng stood up immediately with a "huh", walked quickly to the door, and walked out with one stride of his long legs.

"Hey Brother Huo, where are you going?" Sheng Yuchuan hurriedly chased him out, and asked him loudly from behind.

Seeing that Huo Cheng didn't respond, he quickly added: "Brother Huo, there's still the meeting in the afternoon—"

Huo Cheng stopped.

Only then did I realize that I had almost forgotten about this matter.

He has always been methodical and arranged things in an orderly manner, but now he feels that the self-control that he has always been proud of in his body seems to have gone away.

This faint feeling of being controlled made him feel angry, and even more at a loss.

It must be that what happened to Su Wenyu happened too suddenly and unexpectedly, and the development of the matter was too bizarre and inexplicable, which made him feel so wrong.

So go see him and you'll be fine.

"Temporarily postponed." Huo Cheng said.

He was going to find Su Wenyu.

He must ask clearly.

The author has something to say: no prize contest, if you were Huo Cheng and your wife ran away, which of the following places would you go to find him?

A studio B cemetery C Jiang editor’s home D don’t look for it, bury me

感谢在2021-12-2901:03:09~2021-12-3000:20:31期间为我投出霸王票或灌溉营养液的小天使哦~

Thanks to the little angel who threw the grenade: 1 Ming Xuyi;

Thanks to the little angel who threw the mine: 1 Guji;

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