Bo Jinxiu looked at Jiang Ciyou deeply, with a hint of hope in his eyes.

She still didn't remember.

Bo Jinxiu nodded: "Yes, of course we know each other."

Jiang Ciyou's heart skipped a beat.

"So what is our relationship, friends?"

Jiang Ciyou looked very calm.

Bo Jinxiu did not answer this question.

If I tell her the truth now, will she cut off the past and stay away from him as Yan Feng said?

He hasn't opened the door to her heart yet.

Bo Jinxiu said, "It's a friend."

They are friends, relatives, and lovers.

But how can I tell you?

Ciyou, when will you remember everything?

Jiang Ciyou looked steadily into Bo Jinxiu's eyes.

Her eyes were full of inquiry: "Mr. Bo, how did we meet? Can you tell me about my past?"

Although Jiang Ciyou is full of curiosity, he is very frank.

She said, "I was in a car accident and my brain was injured. I don't remember anything from the past."

"Yan Feng, I'm talking about Zuo Mufeng, didn't he tell you?"

Hearing the words Yan Feng, Jiang Ciyou's heart moved slightly.

This must be the name that Zuo Mufeng used when he was in China.

Jiang Ciyou turned his head away and sighed, "He said our past wasn't happy, so there's no need to talk about it again."

Bo Jinxiu suddenly asked.

"So what about you now?"

"What?"

"Are you happy now?"

Jiang Ciyou seemed stunned for a moment.

Because she discovered.

I don't think I have ever thought about this question.

Are you happy?

She didn't even know.

Life is calm and peaceful, and every day seems like a set routine.

Yan Feng treats her very well.

Go out to buy gifts and go into the kitchen after get off work.

He is the template of a good man.

Saki Natsu is also very well behaved and considerate.

But every day seems to be repeating the same days, and life is uneventful.

I can only say that there is no unhappiness.

But he didn't seem particularly happy.

Life is like a blank piece of paper. Others envy its cleanliness, but it has no color.

But Jiang Ciyou always felt that he should not be a blank sheet of paper.

She didn't know when it started, but she became curious about her past.

The more vague Zuo Mufeng was, the more curious she became.

So she secretly started learning Chinese.

I hope that one day I can go back to the places where I once lived and look for traces of the past.

Now.

The man in front of her is the only man she has ever met who understands her past.

Jiang Ciyou inexplicably developed a strong interest in him.

Jiang Ciyou lowered his head and smiled: "I am living a good life now. I have a family of three and I don't want anything else."

Bo Jinxiu averted his gaze.

He tightened his grip on the water glass.

I felt like someone had stabbed me in the heart.

It hurts so much.

His fingers trembled slightly, as if he was trying hard to suppress something.

It felt like there was something blocking his chest, and this thing was expanding infinitely and was about to explode.

Jiang Ciyou also noticed that his mood was not right: "What's wrong with you?"

Bo Jinxiu suddenly turned around and grabbed Jiang Ciyou's arm: "If, I mean, if I tell you that the world you live in now is a huge scam, and your so-called happy life is an elaborately woven cage, what will you do? Are you willing to walk out?"