Su Jin's lips turned white, and her face also turned slightly pale.
She suddenly felt a splitting headache and thought she was going to die.
Su Jin pressed her temples, feeling a wave of dizziness wash over her. "My head hurts so much. I'll be fine after a rest."
Su Jin lay back on the bed, and Song Leilei poured her a glass of water.
"What I said doesn't count. I think maybe you were just in a bad mood at the time and said it in anger." Song Leilei originally wanted to talk to her about the crew, as they were starting to join the crew one after another recently.
Looking at the sisters in this state, I wonder if they still have the energy to act.
She just has amnesia. Originally, she was very passionate about acting. Song Leilei took the script out of her bag and placed it on the bedside table.
"This is the newly revised script. Take a look at it yourself after you've rested for a few more days." Song Leilei didn't say anything more and tucked her in.
By evening, Song Leilei had already left. After Su Jin finished her meal, she went out for a walk to clear her head. She saw a stray cat and deliberately meowed like a cat.
Assistant Gao followed behind and saw Zheng Lin return.
Zheng Lin shook his head and gestured for silence, his gaze fixed on Su Jin.
When Su Jin reached out to touch the stray cat, the cat didn't move when it saw her, but in the next second it darted into another path as if it had seen a ghost.
It was as if someone had suddenly startled it.
Su Jin subconsciously looked up and saw Zheng Lin had returned, so she immediately hugged him excitedly.
"You're finally home. I've been waiting for you for so long."
Zheng Lin reached out and touched her face. "Have you been eating properly?"
“Yes,” Su Jin seemed to have thought of something important. She nervously clenched her hands, glanced at Gao Zixin who was standing awkwardly to the side, and stammered as she took Zheng Lin’s arm, “I, I, I have something I want to ask you. I want to talk to you alone.”
The implication was that Assistant Gao should avoid the situation.
Zheng Lin glanced at the clueless assistant Gao and said, "You can go back now."
Back in the bedroom, Su Jin still didn't know how to broach the subject of what Song Leilei had said earlier that day—was it true or false?
Seeing her hesitation, Zheng Lin frowned and asked, "Is there something you can't ask?"
The current Su Jin is completely different from the Su Jin of the past. If it were the old Su Jin, she would have asked directly instead of thinking so much in front of him.
"Exactly, is there another woman in your heart?" Su Jin clenched her fists and looked at him seriously.
One second, two seconds, yet it felt like an eternity.
Zheng Lin's eyes turned slightly cold, and his thin lips pressed tightly together. "Why are you suddenly asking this?"
Su Jin: "I just... just wanted to know."
Zheng Lin said coldly, "You remembered?"
Hearing this, Su Jin's heart sank. What did he mean? Did he mean that she knew before that he had someone else outside?
Then... what am I?
Su Jin looked sad. "I know everything. Can you give her up? Or is there some other reason? You can tell me, and I will try my best to understand."
Zheng Lin sighed, "She's just the daughter of an old friend of mine. There's nothing between us like you think. You have to believe me."
Su Jin felt extremely wronged; it turned out there really was such a woman.
She claims to be the daughter of an old friend; who would believe that?
I don't know why my past self, before losing my memory, could accept such a marriage. Was I looking for torture?
Although she has no memory of it, she still believes that the most important thing in a relationship is to be faithful.
She thought her husband was a faithful man, but she never expected...
Thinking of this, Su Jin felt a pang of sadness, and tears welled up in her eyes.
Zheng Lin watched her cry and began to think back to whether he had been too harsh just now. It seemed not. So why was she crying?
He didn't know how to deal with it.
He, who was usually calm, was now in a complete mess.
"Xiao Jin, you have to believe me." Zheng Lin hugged Su Jin and comforted her, "Don't cry. I'm most afraid of you crying. I don't know what to do either. Calm down first."
Su Jin raised her little face, "I hate you the most! Waaah, you big jerk!"
Zheng Lin: "......"
Zheng Lin lifted her up with one arm, pressed her little head against his shoulder, and coaxed her like a child: "Okay, I'm a jerk."
"He's a big bastard!"
"Yeah, he's a big jerk."
Su Jin's tears suddenly stopped, and she looked at him in confusion, "Who calls themselves a big jerk? You definitely didn't mean it from the bottom of your heart!"
No child is harder to coax than Xiao Jin.
She had only been comforted for two seconds when tears started flowing again, as if they were free.
Zheng Lin gently wiped away her tears with his hand, but his words carried a hint of threat: "If you cry again, I'll show you what a bastard I am."
It's okay to scare a child. I used to scare Xiaojin with a little threat, and it worked quite well.
This is Zheng Lin's one-sided idea.
Su Jin had no recollection of the past, but upon hearing Zheng Lin's fierce tone, she suddenly became assertive as well.
She grabbed Zheng Lin's arm, rolled up his sleeve, and bit him hard.
Zheng Lin: "......"
"You bastard, I'll bite you to death!" Su Jin said angrily, then quickly backed away, afraid of being beaten.
That evening, after calming down, Su Jin's mind raced, and she stared wide-eyed at the ceiling.
Su Jin muttered to herself, "Could it really be the daughter of an old friend? That won't do either; one shouldn't get too close to the daughter of an old friend."
She sighed deeply, her mind becoming increasingly empty the more she thought about it.
Zheng Lin's room was next door. Late at night, Su Jin, carrying her pillow and blanket, secretly slipped into Zheng Lin's room.
She dared not turn on the light and groped her way closer to the bed in the dark.
Every step was taken with trepidation, for fear of being discovered.
She asked Song Leilei, who said that if she wanted to know if the person in the other person's heart was her, she could sleep it off and see.
Taking a nap is a good idea.
What if I could overhear my husband talking in his sleep?
Su Jin stopped when her knee hit something hard and gently placed the blanket on it.
She hugged her pillow and carefully lay down next to Zheng Lin.
Letting out a small breath, Su Jin straightened the bandage on her head, her toes curling up nervously as she slid down, trying to hook the blanket with her feet.
Then, she hooked her arm around a warm leg.
Before she could pull back, that leg was already draped over her calf.
Su Jin: "......"
He didn't wake up.
How will she sleep then?
She lay on the bed for over an hour, getting sleepy, but didn't hear a single word Zheng Lin uttered in his sleep.
Su Jin's legs were a little numb, so she tried to pull them out, and then retaliated by putting her legs on his legs again. It would be fair if they each got a turn.
But she never imagined that her every move was being known.
Zheng Lin turned around and faced her directly, their breaths mingling with each other's scent.
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