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Chapter 132 She Doesn't Have Amnesia

When Cen Beichen returned to the famous residence No. [-], Huo Qianchu was still asleep. He put the new mobile phone beside her pillow, and then went to the kitchen to cook porridge.

While he was leaning against the island and waiting for the porridge to be cooked, he came across Huo Qianchu's old mobile phone with a broken screen in his pocket.

After a little hesitation, he took out his phone and pressed the screen to turn it on.

Huo Qianchu's mobile phone does not have a password. Although he has never seen her mobile phone before, he also knows that her mobile phone has always had a password at that time. It is probably not difficult to guess without it now.

When she was in a car accident, her face was bruised and bloody, and the face unlock of her mobile phone probably couldn't be used anymore. If it took a lot of effort to speak, she probably couldn't call out voice commands.

In that case, if she didn't set him as an emergency contact and wanted to call him, it would be difficult to unlock.

Cen Beichen frowned, he would probably never know what Huo Qianchu wanted to say to him about that phone call he didn't receive.

Or, in fact, she can no longer speak, and just wants to hear his voice.

Cen Beichen raised his head, closed his eyes, took a long breath, calmed down, and opened the phone album.

In the past three years, although he occasionally went to see her, but each time he didn't have enough time, and he didn't dare to go forward, he mostly just glanced at her from a distance.

Sometimes he wanted to ask her about her life in the past three years, but he didn't dare to ask, even though he knew in his heart that even without him in the past three years, she was still happy.

But he was afraid to hear such words come out of her mouth.

There are not too many photos in Huo Qianchu's album. Apart from her own photos, the most are photos of her and Lu Xing, and occasionally there are a few photos with Xie Duo.

But it can also be seen that Xie Duo should be responsible for taking pictures most of the time.

There are also photos of other people in the album, probably Huo Qianchu's classmates or other friends, but they don't appear often, and the same person rarely appears repeatedly——

Except for a strange face.

This person appeared relatively late, although the frequency was not as high as that of Xie Duo, but considering the relationship between Xie Duo and Lu Xing, it is normal for Xie Duo to have a high probability of appearing.

So this person is obviously different from everyone else.

Probably the boy they mentioned earlier.

And turning back, he appeared more frequently.

Cen Beichen took a breath, put his phone aside, turned around to look at the porridge in the pot, and frowned slightly.

After a long time, he swiped the screen again, skipped over the photo of the man, and scrolled to the bottom to see the latest photo.

There are fewer recent photos, and the last one is a photo she took with Lu Xing on the cruise ship.

He scrolled up a bit, and the only photo with him was probably taken at Professor Xu's house not long after she came back. In the photo, he was just a phantom.

It turns out that it is also a privilege for photos to occupy one's album.

He sighed softly, exited the photo album, looked down at the desktop of the phone, was in a daze for a moment, and then his eyes fell on the memo.

He often records some things in the memo, and the first thing after work every day and the last thing before get off work is to check the memo to see if there is anything left to do.

Huo Qianchu also knows his habit, so he often secretly writes down a few words in his memo, as if reminding him of his own existence anytime and anywhere.

He hooked his lips and opened the memo casually.

Huo Qianchu's memo also recorded a lot of things about the patient. Among these work-related memos, there was a memo with his name on it.

The time of the memo was on the cruise ship, the night she promised to be with him.

He clicked to open it, and there were some analysis and conclusions in it in an orderly manner.

The further down he looked, the uglier his face became.

His eyes finally stopped on the last line——

When he has the strongest feeling for this, then dump him.

Cen Beichen propped his hands on the island platform, closed his eyes, and suppressed the pain in his eyes.

So Qiao Yan's previous guess was correct, she didn't have amnesia, she never had amnesia.

She came back to him, not because she still missed him, or because he had guessed that "after amnesia, I still have a sense of familiarity with the previous people".

It's simply because he brought all the pain she suffered in the past, and she is using her method to "revenge" him, which is disgusting.

After Qiao Yan guessed to him that Huo Qianchu didn't have amnesia, he thought about testing her and also guessed the reason for her return.

He once wondered if it was she who was also reluctant to part with him.

Recently, he can actually see that she doesn't care about him that much, so he comforts himself that she just forgot, and when she thinks about it or when she gets used to him accepting him, everything will be fine.

But in fact, this is just his wishful thinking.

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When Huo Qianchu woke up, the bedside lamp was on. Although the light was turned to the dimmest, he could see everything in the room clearly.

The curtains of the balcony were opened a little, and Cen Beichen leaned against the fence of the balcony, the cigarette butt at his fingertips flickering on and off.

She looked at him without moving.

Cen Beichen was smoking, and turned his head to look at the situation in the room from time to time. When he turned his head again, he saw that Huo Qianchu had woken up and was looking at him.

He put out the cigarette in his hand, raised his hand and waved it to dissipate the smell of smoke, then opened the door and went back to the room, "Wake up."

"En." Huo Qianchu responded, and wanted to lift the quilt and get out of bed, but there was a sharp pain in her wrist, and she also let out a low cry.

Cen Beichen walked over and held her wrist. I didn't see it before, but now her back was bruised and her wrist was swollen. "Eat something first, and I'll take you to the hospital for an X-ray later." , see if there is any problem with the bones."

Huo Qianchu just woke up, and she has been under the quilt, her hands are very warm, so she can clearly feel the coolness from Cen Beichen's hands.

Jincheng in September is still warm even at night, but his whole body seems to be exuding a chill.

Huo Qianchu pursed her lips, and said in a low voice after a while, "Bring me the clothes for me."

The pajamas were actually already on the bedside, Huo Qianchu took a look, but her hands were so painful that she couldn't take them up.

Cen Beichen took her pajamas, hesitated for a moment, and then carefully helped her put on the quilt to avoid the wound, "I made porridge, let's eat some first."

Huo Qianchu nodded, wanted to get out of bed, but was picked up by him again.

When he arrived at the dining room, he put her on a chair, brought a bowl of porridge over, sat down beside her, took a spoonful of it, blew on it, and handed it to her mouth.

She looked up at him and asked in a low voice, "Have you eaten?"

"Not yet, you eat first." Cen Beichen whispered.

Huo Qianchu felt that his voice was slightly hoarse. She thought it was because he had just smoked a cigarette in the room just now, but after a while, she was still a little hoarse. She looked at him before opening her mouth to take the Eat the porridge in your mouth.

But she vomited it out quickly. She couldn't pull the paper, and her hand was injured, so she could only turn her head and vomited on the table.

"What's wrong?" Cen Beichen frowned, looking at her expression, he also scooped a spoonful of porridge into his mouth, and then spit it out, he sighed softly, "I'm going to order a bowl of noodles."

He cleared the table and went into the kitchen.

In the open kitchen, Huo Qianchu was sitting just right where he could see his back. He stood in front of the stove for a long time, and finally turned around and walked out, "What do you want to eat, I'll ask someone to bring it over."

(End of this chapter)