After a moment of surprise, Si Mingchen hurried forward and tried to help Wen Zhi up, but there was too much foam on the tiles, and Wen Zhi was like a twisting earthworm, unable to get up.
What followed was the complete exposure of the body.
Wen Zhi almost cried in anxiety, and pulled her bathrobe with her hands to cover the indescribable place.
He almost died on the spot.
If Si Mingchen saw him like this, he would rather die.
"Sisi, please go. I want to be alone for a while." Wen Zhi turned his face to the ground and said stubbornly, "It's very comfortable here. I feel a little hot."
Si Mingchen's expression remained calm. He knew that Wen Zhi's self-esteem was hurt, so he gently squatted down and wrapped him up in a bathrobe.
"I'll carry you out." After saying that, she carried him away.
Wen Zhi lay in bed, still feeling dizzy. I don’t know if it was because of the bump or the shock, but I saw double images on the ceiling.
Touching his cold hand, Si Mingchen turned on the air conditioner and said gently, "Be more careful next time. Fortunately, your head is fine, otherwise you should go to the hospital for stitches now."
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Wen Zhi pressed his head sadly, and said aggrievedly: "I want to get into bed for a while, you go take a shower."
Si Mingchen looked at Wen Zhi's expression and could tell that he cared a lot about this matter and his self-esteem was really hurt.
He was very surprised because Wen Zhi had been acting careless, heartless and shameless these days. Why do you suddenly act like a rebellious high school student?
"Are you hurt anywhere? Let me rub it for you."
Wen Zhi buried his face in the quilt: "No."
Si Mingchen smiled faintly: "I found that Zhizhi has become thin-skinned recently."
Wen Zhi glanced at Si Mingchen secretly.
He has always been thin-skinned, ok?
Except for that period of secondary school life in high school.
"We are going to spend our lives together, and we were honest with each other just now." Siming looked at him calmly and rubbed his hair with his palm. "I only care whether you are hurt or not, nothing else matters."
Wen Zhi's eyes brightened unconsciously: "You really don't think I'm embarrassing?"
Simingchen: “Yeah.”
Feeling the gentle touch on her head, Wen Zhi drooped her wet eyelashes and buried her face in Si Mingchen's palm.
How come Si Mingchen suddenly became like this?
He was so excited that his heart was beating fast.
After being counselled, Wen Zhi was no longer restrained and went back to the bathroom to take a shower.
When it was Si Mingchen's turn to walk in, he secretly glanced at Si Mingchen's abdominal muscles, almost as a conditioned reflex, and wanted to go up and touch them.
But he restrained himself and just glanced at it twice.
Sitting in the **, he called Ming Yantang for help.
There was a lot of noise in the background behind Ming Yantang. They must be filming. "I'll give you five minutes. Make it short."
Wen Zhi whispered, "I have recovered my memory, but I don't know how to tell Si Mingchen now. I feel a little embarrassed when I see him."
Ming Yantang: "Your husband, whom I've been married to for almost five years, what's there to be embarrassed about?"
Wen Zhi: "Although we have been married for so many years, as you know, our relationship has always been cold and we have never had any sexual intercourse. Now our relationship is suddenly so good, I can't adapt to it for the time being. The memory of that period of time is like a piece of information in my mind, it tells me that it existed, but the memory that touched me the most seems to be the memory of the day of divorce. For me, the gap is too big."
Ming Yantang pondered: "I think I understand what you mean."
Wen Zhi sighed: "After I recovered my memory, I thought about why my marriage with Si Mingchen has been stagnant. There was Sang Qi's interference, and there were also communication problems between us. In fact, I really wanted to clarify to him that I had never been with Sang Qi. But I was afraid that he would know that I recovered my memory. Si Mingchen seemed to like me more after I lost my memory."
Ming Yantang: "I'll help you think of a solution."
Wen Zhi hung his head: "I cherish our relationship very much. After this period of time, I like him more and more."
Ming Yantang laughed and said, "You look like a loser. Give me three days to think of a solution."
Wen Zhi: "Thank you."
As the phone call was hung up, the sound of water in the bathroom also stopped.
Wen Zhi's butt tightened subconsciously, and he quickly got into bed and started snoring.
Si Mingchen's black hair was wet, with water droplets running down his back and onto his waistline. He was only wrapped in a bath towel.
His black eyes stared at Wen Zhi, and he walked to the side room with the hair dryer to avoid disturbing him.
Wen Zhi's heart was pounding, and he was glad that he had escaped that night. With his mind full of worries, he also pondered the problems that troubled him.
Si Mingchen treats Xiaobenbi really gently.
So when he was in high school, Si Mingchen must have liked himself very much.
Wen Zhi once again hated Sang Qi to the core and couldn't wait to expose Sang Qi's conspiracy.
The next day, Si Mingchen sent Wen Zhi to the crew.
The weather has become much warmer. Si Mingchen is wearing a dark blue windbreaker, while Wen Zhi is wearing a pair of light blue jeans under the white windbreaker, which looks very comfortable.
Si Mingchen discovered that Wen Zhi's fashion sense had improved a lot, even down to the colors of his socks and sneakers, which matched perfectly.
This kind of Wen Zhi reminded him of the Wen Zhi before he lost his memory. His eyes fell on Wen Zhi's face, and he suddenly had a guess.
Wen Zhi in front of him seemed to have recovered his memory.
This idea was a bit crazy, and Si Mingchen laughed to himself.
Wen Zhi was attracted by his laughter and looked at him curiously with her doe eyes.
How much Simingchen loves him.
I would smile foolishly just walking with him.
What a deep love this is.
Wen Zhi couldn't help but sigh that the little fool was quite good at dating. In just three months, he had completely captured Si Mingchen.
"I have something else to do at the company."
Si Mingchen stopped beside the car and watched Wen Zhi leave: "I'll come over to accompany you in two days."
Wen Zhi put his hands behind his back and murmured, "I'm already an adult, I don't need your company."
Si Mingchen closed his eyes and said nothing.
"When are you coming?" Wen Zhi lowered his head and looked at the ground: "I have a plan in advance."
Si Mingchen: "I'll come over the day after tomorrow after get off work."
Wen Zhi: "Oh, okay."
Wen Zhi stood aside to make room for Si Mingchen to get on the bus. He hid the reluctance in his eyes and pretended not to care.
Unexpectedly, Si Mingchen did not move, but touched Wen Zhi's cheek with his hand: "Don't be sad, I will call you when I get home."
Wen Zhi said proudly: "I am——"
Realizing his own personality, he deliberately changed his voice and called out sweetly, "Sisi, be careful."
Si Mingchen lowered his head, kissed his lips, and gradually deepened the kiss: "Bye."
The car had left. Wen Zhi stood there in a daze, touching his lips lightly with his fingers. His cheeks became hot unconsciously, as if he had a fever.
"Tsk, I didn't even tell you about the secret kiss."
Wen Zhi raised the corners of his lips, put his hands behind his back like an old cadre, and walked briskly.
The crew's filming is proceeding in an orderly manner.
Since Wen Zhi regained his memory, his past memories have appeared more clearly before his eyes.
For example, he felt very sorry for Jiang Xingnan meeting that scumbag Sang Qi. Song Chengyu was so good, wouldn't it be great to give it a try?
Only a blind person could not see the state of these two people on the set.
Oh, that's not right.
That little idiot can't see it.
Wen Zhi even remembered asking Song Chengyu in person whether he liked him or not.
It's really embarrassing.
Do you think you are a heartthrob?
Today is the day Si Mingchen agreed to visit him on set. After the show, Wen Zhi did not return to the hotel, but waited here for Si Mingchen.
He crossed his legs, holding a teapot in his hand and chatting with the screenwriter, looking like a leisurely retired old man.
Until ten o'clock in the evening, Si Mingchen did not appear on the set.
Wen Zhi couldn't control his panic and anxiety.
The city is about 100 kilometers away from here.
The road condition is bad at night, I hope Si Mingchen won’t get into trouble.
Seeing Wen Zhi's absent-minded look, Qing Wan asked, "What's wrong?"
Wen Zhi: "Why hasn't Si Mingchen come yet?"
Qing Wan: "I thought it was something. Can't you just call him and ask?"
Wen Zhi was reserved on the surface: "Yeah."
Soon, Si Mingchen called Wen Zhi as if he had telepathic connection with her: "Zhizhi, I'm sorry I can't go over to accompany you today. Our group is hosting an important entertainment project, and I need to personally supervise it."
Wen Zhi was very disappointed, but when he heard Si Mingchen's tired voice, he felt a little distressed: "I know."
Si Mingchen was silent for a moment: "Then hang up. I'll call you later."
Before Wen Zhilin hung up the phone, he suddenly called out, "Sisi, take care of yourself."
Si Mingchen smiled knowingly: "Okay."
Wen Zhi suddenly felt annoyed.
Now he seems to be getting better and better at calling "Sisi".
He is a mature boy.
This is not good. This is not good.
Time passed little by little, and when Wen Zhi was taking a break on the set that day, he received a call from Ming Yantang.
On the phone, Ming Yantang gave him an idea.
He frowned tightly, thinking that the idea was a bit far-fetched.
If others knew, they would think he was mentally retarded, right?
But at the moment, there seems to be no better idea than this one.
Wen Zhi sighed and logged into Weibo to look for some inspiration.
At present, his Weibo fans have exceeded 20 million. I still remember that before he lost his memory, it seemed to be just over 10 million.
In the comments, there are many CP fans of him and Si Mingchen, especially now that Weibo has a built-in picture-posting function, there are many screenshots of his and Si Mingchen’s interactions in the comment section.
Clicking on those screenshots, Wen Zhi was digging his toes on the ground awkwardly, but also a little excited.
Although Xiaobenbi is a social bully, he seems to be quite cute sometimes.
Wen Zhi began to become narcissistic.
Si Mingchen is really blessed.
While enjoying a love affair with his young and tender wife, he is also having a love affair with his mature and charming older wife.
Who else in the world can live this kind of life?
The director called Wen Zhi's name and reminded him that he would be performing in half an hour. Before putting down his phone, Wen Zhi followed Si Mingchen's Weibo. Out of curiosity, I browsed the relevant comments.
He discovered that apart from the "Faith" related Weibo post pinned at the top, the rest of Si Mingchen's posts were formulaic reposts of group-related activities. Under a Weibo post reposting the group’s culture, a user who left many comments caught his attention.
Xiaobai loves to eat candy: "Brother is young and promising, super awesome."
"Brother, are you interested in a dating variety show? I think my Xiao Bai and your temperament are a perfect match. You two can consider partnering up for a new dating variety show."
"Si Sheng Entertainment recommends Xiao Bai to play in its new movie. Brothers can search for Bai Tingchen. His temperament can basically crush all the young actors."
"Brother, can I take a look at the private message?"
Wen Zhi clicked on the user's homepage and found that this person only followed Bai Tingchen. And all the complaint records almost match Bai Tingchen’s big account.
Even the IP address is the same.
He knew Bai Tingchen. They were about the same age, but Bai had acted in quite a few TV series, and some of his roles were considered small hits. Bai Tingchen and Gu Chengfeng are good friends and have often bullied each other in the entertainment industry.
In fact, Wen Zhi felt that these actions were meaningless, but they made him realize that Si Mingchen had become completely famous since participating in the variety show.
There are a lot of comments under each of Si Mingchen’s Weibo posts, even comparable to those of celebrities.
Wen Zhi suddenly developed a sense of evil interest and sent a private message to Si Mingchen using his second account: "Brother, guess who I am."
After sending it, he prepared to go on stage and looked forward to Si Mingchen's reply.
As the photos were taken, Wen Zhi began to regret it.
His behavior is so childish.
Would Si Mingchen find him boring?
Wen Zhi was secretly depressed and should have known not to post it.
Apart from resting these two days, he almost stayed up late to practice his acting skills. The notebook Song Chengyu lent him was very useful, and he felt that his acting skills had improved a lot.
While putting on makeup, Qingwan told him a piece of news.
The recently-launched entertainment alliance will be held at the Jiangjing Art Museum. The organizers are Si Sheng Group and the Actors Association. The purpose is to incubate high-quality film and television projects and improve the quality of the works.
"Jiang Xingnan and Song Chengyu have also been invited to participate. If you all go, the crew will probably be able to give you time off."
Wen Zhi didn't think much about it: "Sister Qing, please prepare a dress for me, and I will attend the event in full dress."
Qing Wan thought he was dressing up for Si Mingchen and teased him, "Oh, oh, oh, you're missing your husband, right?"
Although Wen Zhi really missed Si Mingchen, the main purpose of dressing up for the event was to avenge his previous humiliation.
It's time for his noble young master style to return.
That night, Wen Zhi prepared to go to bed. Before going to bed, I suddenly received a WeChat message from Si Mingchen.
Si Mingchen: "Is this the person who sent the private message from you?"
Wen Zhi immediately argued: "No, I'm not that boring."
Si Mingchen did not expose it because Wen Zhi’s small account often posted updates and was easy to identify.
Si Mingchen: "Will you attend the event the day after tomorrow?"
Wen Zhi: “Yeah.”
Si Mingchen: "I have prepared a dress for you, let Qingwan pick it up when the time comes."
Wen Zhi asked: "Why did you suddenly prepare a dress for me?"
Si Mingchen: "Couple outfit, custom-made by a French designer."
Wen Zhi flipped up from the bed, repeatedly deleting what he wanted to say, and finally asked only one question: "Did you wear it that day?"
Si Mingchen: "Zhizhi, do you want me to wear it?"
Wen Zhi's face turned red, but then he thought that he was just a little fool and it would be ok for him to say whatever he wanted and do whatever he wanted.
"I want my baby Sisi to wear it."
After Wen Zhi finished speaking, he immediately covered his head with the quilt.
Si Mingchen, who was working overtime, put out his cigarette and replied, "I'll listen to you."
He put down his phone and picked up his coffee.
It seems that he was worrying too much.
Wen Zhi probably hasn't recovered his memory.
In the blink of an eye, it was the day of the Entertainment Alliance. Wen Zhi took Song Chengyu's nanny car early in the morning and rushed to Jiangjing City with Jiang Xingnan and others to prepare for the styling.
When passing by the largest luxury goods store in the country, Song Chengyu said to Wen Zhi: "Xiao Wen, do you want to buy a dress?"
Wen Zhi was stunned. When celebrities attend events, it is rare for them to go to the store to buy dresses on the same day. Usually, these are small celebrities who are unable to borrow clothes from the brand.
Of course, he couldn't borrow clothes before. But because he is an SVIP of many blue-blood brands, he can wear the latest ready-to-wear clothes, all for free.
"I'm not going. You guys go."
Wen Zhi and Qing Wan got out of Song Chengyu's nanny car and went directly to the event site.
The dress had been delivered by Si Mingchen. After Wen Zhi put it on, he stood in front of the mirror and adjusted his cuffs.
Qing Wan looked at him and said, "Sure enough, the texture of high-end custom-made dresses is different."
Wen Zhi raised her eyebrows and began to match the men's jewelry.
The organizer has set up a dinner today, and Qingwan needs to go there to communicate some details.
Wen Zhi was the only one in the lounge. He picked out a classic snake head bracelet from brand B and put it on slowly.
The noise from next door continued to come.
Wen Zhi frowned slightly and was about to slam the door when he heard his own name in a trance.
He disdained to eavesdrop, but the other party's voice was too loud and he had no intention of avoiding him at all.
"I heard that although the cast of "Wang" is good, Wen Zhi's acting is very poor, and Teacher Song is troubled every day."
"As for Wen Zhi's acting skills, they are really amazing. It seems that he is here today as well. It is probably related to Si Mingchen."
"I don't know what Si Mingchen likes about him, except his face and figure."
"Isn't it enough that my face and figure beat you?" Wen Zhi leaned against the door frame and gently pushed it open.
Seeing Wen Zhi standing at the door, Bai Tingchen's face was embarrassed for a moment, and he quickly stood up and said flatteringly: "Brother Wen is here too, I think you heard it wrong, we just--"
Before he could finish, Wen Zhi made a stop gesture and smiled lazily: "I know whether I heard it right or not. I just want to give you a friendly advice. Isn't it better to spend your time making money than gossiping behind people's backs?"
Bai Tingchen's smile gradually froze.
In terms of status, he is much higher than Wen Zhi. Why does Wen Zhi have such good resources? In addition, Wen Zhi had become very popular in recent months, and he had long disliked Wen Zhi. In fact, four years ago, he and Gu Chengfeng's teams joined forces, had a feud with Wen Zhi, and began to suppress Wen Zhi crazily.
"Without evidence, I advise you not to smear others. This is a ceremony, not a place for you to make a scene."
Wen Zhi smiled: "Whoever is making a scene knows it well. If it were me, I wouldn't pretend to be a fake account and shamelessly recommend myself under someone else's Weibo and drag others down."
Bai Tingchen felt guilty: "What are you talking about? I don't understand."
Wen Zhi's voice turned cold: "I forgot that you are the best at pretending to know something when you don't, just like when you and your good friend Gu Chengfeng spread rumors that I was unprofessional when filming."
Bai Tingchen was relatively calm at first, but when he saw the person behind Wen Zhi, he became more and more panicked.
He didn't expect that Wen Zhi actually knew about this.
"I won't offend others unless they offend me."
Wen Zhi slowly turned her bracelet, and when she looked up again, she found that Bai Tingchen's expression was as if he had seen a ghost.
Is he that scary?
As if he had anticipated something, he turned around slowly, and when he saw Si Mingchen, his serious and cold expression changed instantly. He immediately retracted his aggressive behavior, and looked as innocent as a kitten.
Damn it, he is going to be exposed.
"Brother, they gossip about me."
Wen Zhi squeezed out a few tears, looking so pitiful that people felt pity for her.
Si Mingchen took the initiative to hold his hand, not shying away from their relationship: "Did that person bully you?"
Wen Zhi nodded vigorously: "Yes, brother."
Bai Tingchen quickly denied: "It's all a misunderstanding."
Si Mingchen ignored Bai Tingchen's excuses, said to Wen Zhi calmly, "I'll deal with it right away," and left with Wen Zhi.
Wen Zhi's lounge was right next door. Si Mingchen came to look for Wen Zhi but couldn't find her, so he followed the sound and came to Bai Tingchen's lounge.
Wen Zhi felt a little guilty at the moment.
Because he wasn't sure whether Si Mingchen heard what he just said.
Will his sweet little bean image collapse and be seen through by Si Mingchen?
Wen Zhi sniffed symbolically, and said in a soft voice: "Si Si, I was so scared just now that I could only scare them by pretending to be fierce."
Simingchen: "Well, you did the right thing."
Their eyes met, and Wen Zhi's ears felt hot.
Come to think of it, this is the second time they have met since he recovered his memory.
Wen Zhi looked at Si Mingchen's suit, then looked at his own, and sure enough, the details were a couple's style.
Even the patterns on the cuffs are exactly the same.
"I came here just to take a look at you." Si Mingchen held Wen Zhi's hand: "Send me the name of the person next door, and I will take care of it."
Wen Zhi raised an eyebrow: "Let him get cold and white?"
Si Mingchen: "I guess so."?
Wen Zhi once didn't want Si Mingchen to interfere in his career, and he always had an inexplicable sense of self-esteem and pride.
In fact, he just didn't want Si Mingchen to look down on him. Jiang Chengshu was so outstanding, so he had to be better.
But that’s all in the past.
Now, he just feels that being a husband's treasured man is not bad.
Mr. Si Ba performed quite well just now.
After Si Mingchen left, Wen Zhi waited alone for the event to begin. With a quick glance, he suddenly found Si Mingchen's cell phone left on the dressing table.
Worried about delaying Si Mingchen's work, Wen Zhi picked up his phone and trotted out to chase him.
When he chased to the corridor of the waiting area, Wen Zhi didn't know which way to go for a moment, but he suddenly heard Sang Qi's voice.
Following the sound, he tried to make his steps as light as possible while speeding up his pace.
At the bend, opposite Sang Qi was Si Mingchen.
"Mr. Si's entertainment company is doing very well. No wonder my dad always praises you for your promising future."
Simingchen ignored Sang Qi's yin and yang and prepared to bypass him.
Sang Qi blocked him with his body: "Boss Si, how is Zhizhi's memory recovering?"
Si Mingchen's calm eyes finally showed a hint of coldness: "Are you qualified to call me Zhizhi?"
Sang Qi frowned: "Why am I not worthy?"
He walked around Si Mingchen leisurely, looking much older than the high-spirited him a few months ago, and his clothes even looked a little shabby.
"I was the first to call him Zhizhi. He once told me that this was the nickname his mother gave him and only I could call him that."
Si Mingchen's breathing gradually quickened, and a hint of irritation and anger clearly flashed across his gloomy face.
Seeing Si Mingchen being so irritated by Sang Qi, Wen Zhi was so angry that his internal organs ached in the corner, and he decided to try the method provided by Ming Yantang.
Sang Qi could see that Si Mingchen was really angry, and most of the unhappiness he had felt in the business world in recent days had disappeared.
Just as he was about to further provoke Si Mingchen, Wen Zhi's voice suddenly appeared behind them.
Wen Zhi called out naively, "Sisi."
Simingchen's gloomy eyes regained their calmness: "Yeah."
Wen Zhi secretly clenched his fists and walked briskly. Just when he was about to reach Si Mingchen and Sang Qi, his facial features suddenly distorted, and then he staggered, like a zombie wanting to suck blood, covering his heart and brain and groaning in pain.
Si Mingchen walked over uneasily and knelt on one knee to check on Wen Zhi's condition. Sang Qi next to him looked at Wen Zhi with some doubt in his eyes.
"Zhizhi, what's wrong with you?"
Wen Zhi's lips twitched in coordination: "I remembered what happened in the past."
Si Mingchen no longer cared about what happened in the past. In his eyes, Wen Zhi needed medical treatment now.
Sang Qi's eyes were a little flustered.
Wen Zhi's memory came back so easily.
"We'll think about the past later. I'll take you to the hospital first."
Wen Zhi refused firmly: "No, I must tell you, when Sang Qi was in college, he would hook up with pretty junior students every now and then, and secretly dated the professor, and he was cheating on her!"
Sang Qi only told Wen Zhi about his relationship with the professor, and no one else knew about it.
It seems that Wen Zhi has really recovered his memory.
Seeing that the situation was not good, Sang Qi tried his best to hide his guilty expression and planned to leave. Unexpectedly, Wen Zhi grabbed him tightly and said, "Si Mingchen, I want to tell you that this guy was very romantic in college, but I never paid attention to him. We even met rarely, mostly because of the exchanges in the club. The information he told you was all false! I never liked him!"
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