After being on variety shows, I will draw big cakes for the actor

Chapter 228 Memory Assimilation
This question has actually been in my mind for a long time.

From the beginning of their acquaintance, Yan Cheng often felt that the Zhong Jiuyin he met and the Zhong Jiuyin he investigated were not the same person.

But before, I thought she was pretending to be a monster, or she was using a lively surface to cover up her negative emotions in private.

But so far, they have been together for a long time in private, and he is very clear that Zhong Jiuyin is in a normal and cheerful state from head to toe anytime, anywhere, and it is not something that a person who has been depressed can pretend to be.

Yan Cheng began to face up to this problem seriously.

After the kiss was over, he stroked Zhong Jiuyin's hair and tentatively made a request: "After I fly abroad, I will call you every day when I am free."

Zhong Jiuyin lay lazily on his body, half-closed her eyes to enjoy the moment of relaxation, and replied casually, "I will answer your call when I have time."

"...Be serious. The time difference between where I was filming and the domestic time is about seven hours. When do you usually go to bed? As long as the domestic time is not too late after I finish filming, I will call you."

His voice was cool and pleasant, and Zhong Jiuyin's ears were itchy. He turned his head and rubbed his right ear against his chest, and then lay down firmly on his stomach, rising and falling with his breathing.

It's a great way to entertain yourself.

Yan Cheng didn't get her answer, so he shook her: "Speak."

Then she said: "A free man has only a fixed day."

"……speak English."

"There is no fixed bedtime. I didn't say, why are you still sticky?"

He looks cold and has a cold personality. It seems that his temperament is half a heaven away from the fireworks around him. How can he still have such worldly thoughts.

Kissing requires the establishment of a relationship, and the establishment of a relationship requires the exchange of feelings, and the exchange of feelings cannot be just kissing. If you want to go abroad, you have to communicate every day, which is really exhausting.

Zhong Jiuyin clicked his tongue, seeing that he was about to speak, and touched his Adam's apple a step ahead, feeling the vibration of his Adam's apple when he spoke.

The Adam's apple is a very fragile part. Yan Cheng held her wrist, controlled her not to press it randomly, and then said: "Isn't this how boyfriend and girlfriend should get along? I can't meet after I go abroad, don't you..."

The word "miss me" circled around his lips and tongue, and he replaced it with another expression.

"Who said last night that you can think about it ten kilometers away?"

Zhong Jiuyin: "People who don't go to bed too late are not sober."

"..."

Noticing his speechless silence, she shook her shoulders and laughed, patting him on the shoulder like a buddy.

"Okay, I see. You can call when you are free, and I will answer when I am free. There are not so many appointments. It's a pity that you can only see your face and hear your voice when you make a call, and you can't kiss."

She was full of regret, Yan Cheng was too lazy to speak.

The two had different things in their minds, but they hugged each other quietly for a while.

The light outside the window sprinkled on the body, creating a sleepy and beautiful atmosphere.

But they didn't get along for long either.

Zhong Jiuyin had an announcement to catch up today, Qian Yu was scrambling for time, and urged her to go back when the time came.

Reluctantly, she gnawed Yan Cheng twice, patted his shoulder, touched his chest, traced his abdominal muscles, and then really stopped and left.

Yan Cheng stood in the living room for a long while before he calmed down and continued to prepare for going abroad tomorrow.

On Wednesday morning, Yan Cheng and the crew boarded the plane together.

The sea city outside the window was getting smaller and smaller until it was covered by clouds and fog. Everyone in the cabin started to catch up on sleep after settling down to get through the long ten hours.

Yan Cheng was a little distracted, and Sister Xu asked him if he wanted a neck pillow, so he turned his head and said to Sister Xu, "Please ask, if there is a better depression specialist or psychiatrist over there."

Sister Xu was taken aback for a moment, looked around, and asked in a low voice, "Is there something wrong with Zhong Jiuyin?"

Yan Cheng didn't say if it was true, but asked to help find a doctor in this area. He had some questions and wanted to consult.

Sister Xu agreed, and saw him take out another self-report book for people with depression from his bag and start to read it.

It's more serious than reading a script, I really like it, or how can I say that besides making money, love is the biggest motivation for learning.

Don't look at the look of "I'm just casually talking about an ordinary relationship" on the face, in fact, I can't find the north in love.

Gee.

...

After Yan Cheng left, Zhong Jiuyin had no entertainment programs, Chunchun only had work left.

Oh and getting along with Ms. Zhong Yan.

According to Erkou, this mother is a fanatical fan of her career, and she is very happy to watch her work at the scene. If she stays at home, she can pull people from two streets to show off her daughter's successful career.

Thursday afternoon was the audition for the big ip drama promoted by the company. Qian Yu carefully analyzed the importance of this drama, saying that it was an opportunity not to be missed for her career turning point.

After hearing this, Ms. Zhong Yan was more nervous and excited than Zhong Jiuyin herself. Since Wednesday afternoon, she has been urging her to prepare, go to bed early and get up early, eat vegetarian food and exercise, and must win the audition with a perfect mental outlook.

Just staring at her to bathe, burn incense, chant scriptures and make a wish.

Zhong Jiuyin couldn't get used to it, and was urged to go back to the room to sleep at nine o'clock, but couldn't fall asleep, and Yan Cheng didn't make a phone call, so he had to hold his mobile phone as a candle to light up, and secretly read some books beside the bed.

Thinking that she is a stunning killer, she has been reduced to this point, and reading books that cultivate cultural temperament is like stealing chickens and dogs.

No wonder in the previous life, all the famous people didn't have parents, and they lived a peaceful life where they were disciplined and cared about. Who would want to lick their blood every day and learn to improve every day.

Let's say she has a colleague with both parents, even Feng Huaxueyue... Wait, which of her colleagues has a father and a mother?

Zhong Jiuyin suddenly couldn't remember clearly, so she stopped and thought about it carefully.

What impressed her the most was that colleagues gathered together to brag, drank too much and wept in the wind and talked about the regrettable love story with a certain lady of a family.

It seems that they haven't heard them mention the matter of their parents in detail, but they have a vague understanding that they basically have no father or mother, and they were picked up to be trained as killers.

Does anyone have both parents?Can't remember.

Zhong Jiuyin put down the reading on the bedside, frowning and thinking that something was wrong.

Could it be that after staying in this world for a long time, she is being assimilated by the original owner's memory?

While gradually figuring out the life of the original owner, the memories belonging to the previous life began to fade?

She tiptoed, quietly groped out of the room, found the diary, and added two more entries.

【It's over, I'm starting to slowly become you】

[The previous events are a bit vague, and I feel like I haven't remembered them clearly. Could it be that the blood in my brain is affecting my memory? 】

She thought about the possibility, rubbed her brain, and quickly went to take two pills.

Then go back to the room and continue to secretly read the bedside reading.

She can still see, remember and understand, so there shouldn't be any major problems.If it doesn't work, start writing down all the things you can still remember from tomorrow.

With this matter bothering her, and holding this bedside book with a fast-paced plot, Zhong Jiuyin was preoccupied with two things, and had no extra attention to think about Yan Cheng.

So someone's mouth is like the bulk snacks in the snack section of the supermarket. They can't refuse when they are in front of them, and they won't remember them for 80 years when they don't see them.

(End of this chapter)