In the photo, Wen Buqi's hands are strong, thin, long and bony, and Nan Wangshu's hands are narrow, delicate, white and plump. The two hands are gently held together, revealing a pair of platinum rings shining with silver light.

"You ordered this pair of rings a month ago, so it should be when we just came back from Heihu Town?" Nan Wangshu asked while admiring the photo with satisfaction.

"Well," Wen Buqi stretched out his hand to pin the messy hair that fell down Nan Wangshu's cheeks behind his ears, his phoenix eyes were slightly curved, and there was a smile shining brighter than the stars in his eyes: "Originally when you promised to be with me, I wanted to buy it the day we were together, but the time was too short, I didn’t want to just buy one to fool you, so I dragged it until now.”

"Hey," Nan Wangshu turned his head and kissed Wen Buqi firmly on the face: "The boss is so kind!"

Wen Buqi touched the place on the cheek that Nan Wangshu had kissed with one hand, raised his eyebrows slightly, and stretched out his hand to pull her over: "Okay, then kiss again."

Nan Wangshu covered his mouth: "If you kiss again, something will happen, I saw your fangs..."

"Buzz! Buzz!"

At this moment, Nan Wangshu's mobile phone in his pocket suddenly vibrated, interrupting their playfulness.

She pressed Wen Buqi's pressed chest with one hand, and took out her mobile phone with the other: "Wait a minute, Zhang Yuanyuan is calling, this guy usually won't call if there is nothing urgent."

Said and pressed the answer button: "Hello?"

"Team leader!" Zhang Yuanyuan on the other end of the phone gritted her teeth in a low voice amidst the noise of the crowd: "Something happened!"

"What's the matter?" Nan Wangshu straightened his face instantly, and after seeing each other with Wen Buqi, he sat up straight and turned on the speaker: "Why are you so noisy over there?"

"It's Sister Xin who is arguing! Sister Xin's fiancé and his current wife who lived in Yangjian died. We just sent Wu Lijuan back to the underworld when we ran into them who were brought down by the underworld. Now they are arguing with Sister Xin! Team leader, hurry up and come back with the boss to have a look!"

"Okay, I got it, the boss and I will go back now." Nan Wangshu hung up the phone with a complicated expression, and without saying a word, Wen Buqi immediately started the car and rushed to the gate of the underworld.

"This, why are you arguing?" Nan Wangshu frowned, looking sideways at the buildings with lights flashing by outside the window.

Wen Buqi: "Wang Luoxin's fiancé lost his memory due to injury during his lifetime, and the lost memory will return to his consciousness after death, but after so many years, even if he remembered who Wang Luoxin was, he would still Most of the original feelings are gone.”

"Without that feeling?" Nan Wangshu was shocked: "Then, what is it that Sister Na Xin committed suicide for him and waited for him in the underworld for so many years?"

"It's good fortune to trick people." Wen Buqi sighed lightly: "He who recovered his memory only knew that Wang Luoxin was his fiancée, but he couldn't regain his feelings for this fiancée. Now in his emotional cognition, probably Only the wife he knew after losing his memory."

Hearing this, Nan Wangshu slumped down from the seat, a sour and unspeakable thing rushed from her chest to her throat, which made her feel a little congested instantly, and she opened her mouth to say something to spit it out, But not a single word came out.

Who is to blame?It seems that no one can blame it, it really can only be regarded as a trick of good fortune.

15 minutes later, the meeting hall of the side hall of the Hall of Rebirth.

"Then what am I?"

As soon as Nan Wangshu and Wen Buqi walked outside the meeting hall, they heard Wang Luoxin's trembling question.

In the hall, Wang Luoxin looked at the two people who were close to each other on the opposite side of the long table, with tears in his eyes: "Then tell me, what am I?"

The man opposite was a little helpless: "I have said this question many times, you have to ask me before amnesia, after amnesia I really can't feel any feelings for you, I admit that you used to be my fiancée, But my current wife is Xiao Xiao."

"Oh," Wang Luoxin smiled, the deep despair and sadness made her almost unable to stand, Nan Wangshu stepped forward to support her: "Sister Xin."

Wang Luoxin waved her hand, broke away from Kainan Wangshu's support, and stood up firmly: "Fu Qishen, so even if you think of me now, you don't have the affection you had for me at the beginning, do you?"

"Yes." The man named Fu Qishen held the hand of the woman next to him tightly: "I know I'm sorry for you, but I can't help it. The only person I love in my mind is Xiao Xiao."

"Yeah." Wang Luoxin collapsed on the chair as if she had been exhausted, her eyes were straight, and she stared at the woman named Xiao Xiao next to Fu Qishen with envy and jealousy: "The people in the underworld once told Me, a person who lost his memory during his lifetime will recover all his memories after death. I have always believed that as long as I can wait for you in the underworld, and when you recover your memory and think of me, we will definitely go back to the past, and then use the merits I have accumulated It’s worth a happy afterlife. Now that I think about it, I’m overconfident. I only know that you can restore your memory, but I don’t know that you can’t restore your feelings.”

"I'm sorry," Fu Qishen said sincerely and somewhat alienated, "in your next life, don't meet me again."

"Hmph," Wang Luoxin smiled sadly: "But you clearly told me before that you still want to meet me in your next life."

"You also said it was in the past, the Fu Qishen who loved you in the past died when he was injured."

"Dead?" Wang Luoxin's eyes were misty, as if caught in a deep memory, it took a while to recover, gritted his teeth and nodded: "It is indeed dead, you are not him, he will not tell me This kind of words." He stood up and walked out staggeringly: "I have identified the wrong person, you can go."

"Sister Xin!" Nan Wangshu chased after him, and found Wang Luoxin squatting in the corner by the dark corridor.

Wang Luoxin wiped away her tears, her eyes were a little dull, but when she saw Nan Wangshu, she still forced a smile with the corners of her mouth open: "I'm fine, in fact, I've already guessed this ending, it's just that I can't take it easy for a while. That's all."

"Miss Xin!"

"Luoxin!"

Xue Wuyou and Zhang Yuanyuan from the conference hall also chased them out, and surrounded Wang Luoxin with worries and distress on their faces.

Looking at these good friends in front of her, the tears that Wang Luoxin had finally suppressed poured out uncontrollably: "Oh, I'm fine, I want to cry even more because of what you guys are doing!"

"Cry, cry," Nan Wangshu hugged her into his arms, and let her head rest on his shoulder: "Although I'm a little smaller, I'm definitely enough for you to rely on!"

Xiao Yan patted his chest: "I can do it too. If Sister Xin doesn't despise me, you can also rely on me!"

"Keep away!" Xue Wuyou picked up Xiao Yan's collar and threw him aside: "Now I get annoyed when I see men!"

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