Ye Chan

Overall, this is a great date. After coming out of the cinema, Ye Can took Lin Zixi to a private kitchen that needed an appointment.

On the way, Ye Can and Lin Zixi said: "I asked my colleague-the vice president, she recommended this Sichuan cuisine to me. She said it tastes good, but I have not eaten it yet. If it is not delicious, we Just change the place."

Ye Can glanced at Lin Zixi, who was in the co-driver, and asked, "What do you think?"

Through the car window, the setting sun reflected most of the soft light on Lin Zixi's face. In Ye Can's eyes, the Lin Zixi at this time was as beautiful as a dream. Lin Zixi looked down and smiled: "You didn't start eating, you thought it was not good?"

Ye Can hummed lightly, and turned the steering wheel leisurely, "I call it a rainy day."

Not long after, the two parked their car in the parking lot near the restaurant and walked towards the restaurant on foot. At this time, the setting sun hung on the horizon, dyeing the clouds a bright orange-red color. Ye Can walked ahead, walking toward the depths of the alley step by step in the afterglow of the setting sun.

Lin Zixi followed her behind, looking at her walking back, and slowly, slowly stopped. She stood in place, watching Ye Can drift away.

Ye Can walked a few steps, stopped immediately, turned around to look at her, and asked in confusion, "Why don't you leave?"

Lin Zixi quickly reduced his emotions, raised his eyes to look at the horizon, and said softly: "It's nothing, I just feel that today's sunset is beautiful."

Ye Can put his hand on his eyelid, then looked up at the sky. After glancing at the horizon, he said to Lin Zixi: "Yes, it's really beautiful."

Ye Can turned his head and smiled at Lin Zixi: "Maybe I should invite you to watch the sunset again today instead of just coming to eat."

Lin Zixi laughed and said to her: "It doesn't have to be today, next time, or next time."

Ye Can knew it, "Yes, there are so many next times anyway." She said, waving at Lin Zixi, "Come here, I'm hungry Lin Zixi."

Lin Zixi nodded and said hello.

After the two entered the store, they ordered a table of food. Ye Can has a good appetite, and while eating, discusses the movie she watched with Lin Zixi.

Obviously, the two of them have a lot to say about the movie. Ye Can was even able to talk about some well-known movies and various theories. After speaking, Ye Can realized that this knowledge was not acquired by her before going to school, nor was it acquired in the past three years.

This knowledge was stuffed into Ye Can's mind during those three years.

While speaking, Ye Can was stunned for the first time. Holding her chopsticks, she stared at the table full of food blankly. Some familiar images flashed in her mind: in some sunny afternoons, she was wearing cotton home clothes and sitting on the sofa, holding a book. Reading lazily, there were footsteps from far to near, slowly coming behind her, a hand reached from behind her to the front, took the book from her hand and said: "Don't read it, it's time to eat."

Suddenly his hand was empty, Ye Can raised his head and saw Lin Zixi's gentle and smiling face.

This picture flashed by, Ye Wan was stunned for a while, the chopsticks in his hand almost couldn't hold, and after a click, he fell straight on the table.

Lin Zixi looked at Ye Can's dazed expression, and asked in confusion: "What's the matter?"

Ye Can shook her head and replied, "It's nothing." This was the first time she flashed previous scenes after she met Lin Zixi. She even intermittently remembered that everything about film theory is actually Lin Zixi. Lead her to read.

On the sofa, on the bed, on a sunny day, and in the rain, they sat at each end, working tirelessly on their own things.

She reads, Lin Zixi writes the script.

As long as he touched those pictures of memories, Ye Can only felt sour and joyful in his heart, quite mixed. She changed a pair of chopsticks, bit in her mouth, and hesitated: "Lin Zixi..."

Lin Zixi raised her eyes: "Huh?"

Ye Can asked: "Are you still writing the script?"

Lin Zixi paused and said, "I'm writing, I've been writing. After all..." She smiled and continued: "I haven't done much work in the past few years, so I can only write scripts."

Ye Sha was stunned: "Huh? Didn't you vote for the film and television company after you wrote it?"

Lin Zixi shook her head: "No, it's just something for me to see, so I don't plan to vote."

Ye Can's heart was slightly stagnant, and he asked hurriedly, "Then...can you show it to me?"

Lin Zixi was taken aback for a moment, and then smiled: "No...not now." She looked at Ye Can with soft eyes: "From now on, one day...someday..."

What can you do? Will you show the script to Ye Can? Or did Ye Can remember everything?

No one could tell this answer clearly, but Ye Can vaguely felt that perhaps her relationship with Lin Zixi had improved visibly, but at the same time, Lin Zixi also drew a line between them.

This line is the gap between them in the past three years. It is necessary to use their three years of memory as a bridge to cross the past and walk to each other.

Of course, it may be more than three years of memory, or something deeper and more distant. Otherwise, it would be the greatest blasphemy for those three years of love and the current friendship.

She is not Ye Can.

But she should be Ye Can again?

Isn't it enough just now? Why is it still not satisfied?

After dinner, Ye Can sent Lin Zixi to the gate of her house. Seeing the other person leaving again, Ye Can lay on the car window, watching the cold moonlight and the brilliance of the incandescent lamp hit Lin Zixi's body, making everything hazy.

Ye Can looked at her back, feeling that everything about him was going to be lost in the fog of the night.

That night, Ye Can stayed up all night.

She kept thinking, what does she ask for? What can you get? The incomplete memory made her unable to talk to Lin Zixi, nor did she get close to each other completely. But there is no memory, but it is completely out.

At this time, Ye Can realized that hope is the greatest despair.

Because of hope, he stumbled forward in the boundless road ahead. Uneasy, frightened, afraid that one day I will lose hope again.

As she thought, it would be nice if she could remember all of them. In addition to memories, the love buried deep in her heart should also be delivered to her, that would be great. But on the other hand, she is struggling again. If she can't remember it for a lifetime, the lost memories and unforgettable love are not hers.

She will always be the outsider of Lin Zixi and Ye Can.

But obviously, the person who once accompanied Lin Zixi was herself. Why is everything going to change without the memory?

Ye Can was so upset that he wanted to hammer the wall. She thought that when she just woke up, she ran away without seeing the amnesia Lin Zixi, they might be able to start again.

How can she start again in this situation?

I can’t run to Lin Zixi and slap my face and say that I have decided to withdraw the preface, am I really your lover with amnesia?

Questions like these have been plagued Ye Can, and with each meeting they have become more and more profound. Fortunately, in such frequent contact, Ye Can slowly recovered some familiar memories.

Those memories buried deep in her mind, like pieces of fragments, turned in and out with the stormy waves produced by each contact, forming a puzzle of her loss of memory.

In a blink of an eye, the scorching summer faded, autumn soon arrived, and another year of starlight festival.

As Guangcan's president, Ye Can, accompanied by the vice president, attended the ceremony. Because of her face, when she attended the ceremony, Ye Clan had already ordered not to let Ye Can show her face, but even so, when she took the seat, she still received a group of people's attention.

Some directors and actors who have worked with her frequently cast surprised glances when they noticed that face. But Ye Can's identity was there, and it was not easy for them to come forward to say hello. It wasn't until Jiang Yue, who was cooperating with Guangcan, appeared that this situation was broken.

"Xiao Can?!" With an exclaim, Ye Can raised his eyes and looked at the woman who appeared in front of him.

The woman in front of her was wearing an elegant black evening dress and a blue blood brand, looking at her with big wet eyes. Ye Can frowned, looked at the vice president beside him, and looked at her with a look of "Do I know this woman?"

Upon seeing this, the vice president quickly explained: "Mr. Ye, this is Miss Jiang Yue."

Ye Can suddenly realized that she stretched out her hand to the other party: "Fortunately, Miss Jiang Yue. My surname is Ye, and my name is Ye Can, not Xiao Can."

Jiang Yue looked at the alive Ye Can in front of him, and his whole body was a little unwell. She shook hands with the other party in a daze, and then returned to her seat in a daze. After a while, she reacted and quickly took out her mobile phone and sent a message to Lin Zixi.

But soon, she hesitated for a while, and then deleted all the news.

Hell, she actually saw a person who was very similar to Xiao Can. Sure enough, Xiao Can's death was fraudulent.

Regardless of what Jiang Yue thought, after her, many people came forward to greet Ye Can.

It didn't take long for everyone to know that Mr. Xiaoye was the one that Ye's had been hiding well.

Not long after the ceremony was about to begin, a young man in a suit and leather shoes hurriedly came to a seat beside Ye Can. Ye Can turned his head, glanced at the other person, and frowned soon.

The young man sitting next to her had a very trendy hairstyle. He wore a beige casual suit with a floral shirt underneath. The whole person was full of cynical, incorrigible dandy air.

Xu was Ye Can staring at her for a long time. The young man turned his head and watched Ye Can stretch out his hand: "Xiao Ye always, right? I'm Jiang Song. I'm lucky enough to meet."

Ye Can glanced at his hand disgustingly, and turned his head silently.

The man's expression froze, and he looked at the back of Ye Can's head, revealing an expression of gritted teeth.

At this moment, Ye Can approached the vice president's ear and muttered softly: "Who is the greasy stupid next to you?" The vice president glanced at the seat next to Ye Can, and said clearly: "Oh, that's the Jiang family. My fourth son, Mr. Jiang. Just like you, he just returned to China recently and is in charge of Star Crown Entertainment."

Ye Can gave a cry, and then said to the vice president: "Well then, can I change seats with you?"

The vice president was taken aback: "What's the matter?"

Ye Can glanced at the man next to him again, and leaned into the vice president's ear and muttered: "I don't know why, when I see this person's face, I always want to hit someone."

She said solemnly: "Be reasonable, I'm afraid I can't control myself on this occasion."