Chapter 362 There are memories you have forgotten
In fact, this supermarket chain has been suffering huge losses.
In order to ensure the freshness and quality of the dishes, a lot of manpower and material resources are consumed.
When it comes to business with Miss Ning Fengsheng, the young master has never cared about the cost.
It’s a pity that Miss Si Yin didn’t notice it and never went in once.
The young master at that time was protecting her secretly... and was prepared to never disturb her life again in this life.
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Coming out of the supermarket, the bodyguards were carrying more than a dozen bags full of things.
Each eco-friendly bag is printed with the "Ningnan Rusheng" logo and "forget-me-not" flowers, and is as exquisite as a gift.
Before leaving, the salesperson handed Ning Fengsheng a potted stuffed doll, saying it was a gift for her.
The potted plant is a "forget-me-not" flower-shaped puppet that can play music and dance.
Once the switch is pressed, the green branches and leaves sway left and right, and Huahua's smiling face is very bright.
In Huahua's laughing mouth, there is a word "Jue" embroidered.
"You can throw it away anytime if you don't like it." Nanchuan Shijue looked at her gravely and said.
Ning Fengsheng didn't throw it away. He studied it for a while. After getting in the car, he couldn't wait to press the switch and watched Huahua twisting her body, singing and dancing, looking very happy.
Nanchuan Shijue was extremely tired, with cold sweats pouring down his face and severe body pain.
But the whole process did not show any abnormality for Ning Fengsheng to notice...
He thought he pretended well enough, but it still couldn't hide it from Moss's eyes: "Master, are you okay?"
Nanchuan Shijue's lips turned purple and his heart was suffocating.
Damn, has he become so incompetent? Even just shopping with Ning Fengsheng feels like dying...
"I won't die." He still pretended to be strong, and tore open a few buttons of his shirt with one hand, vaguely revealing the gauze on the wound on his heart.
"I told you why you had to dress like that. It's only been less than a week since your surgery. You should try to wear loose clothes so as not to put pressure on the wound."
"Nonsense!"
Ning Fengsheng was playing with the flowers while secretly glancing at the man beside her out of the corner of her eye.
Nanchuan Shijue closed his eyes and leaned back on the leather seat, his long eyelashes covering up any emotions that might leak out.
But the loneliness and sadness that penetrates deep into the bones cannot be completely concealed.
Ning Fengsheng really wanted to care for him. Although he didn't know where he was injured, he certainly didn't look well...
After a long time, just when Ning Fengsheng thought he would remain silent, he suddenly spoke, his voice low and hoarse, as if coming from far away:
"This supermarket is available all over the world. Wherever you are, there is one..."
"Shengsheng knows." Uncle Moss had already told her.
"From now on..." He paused for a long time, "...if I'm not around, you can come anytime you want."
Ning Fengsheng's heart felt like it was being gripped tightly by an ice-cold hand, causing her to curl up her fingers instantly due to the pain.
How could she understand—
Today, all of this is not just a simple stroll.
This was a grand and silent farewell he had carefully prepared.
He was planning a future for her without him.
She still couldn't remember anything. But why did her heart hurt so much? It hurt so much that she felt like dying.
The city lights outside the car window were coming on, shining brightly, but they could not illuminate the desperate darkness inside the car.
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After returning to the villa, Nanchuan Shijue was so tired that he didn't want to move at all and just wanted to lie down on the sofa.
Moss brought a cup of water and medicine: "Master, would you like to rest for a while? The doctor ordered rest."
Every breath Nanchuan Shijue took was accompanied by a subtle pain.
But he didn't care, he only cared about the woman rummaging through the snack bag on the sofa.
He took painkillers and asked the doctor to give him a painkiller injection, forcing himself to improve his mental state.
"Bring me the photo album." He rested for half an hour, finally recovering from his fatigue, and suddenly ordered, "The thickest one."
Moss hesitated to speak, but finally respectfully presented a thick photo album.
"Miss Ning, would you like to take a look at the photos?"
Ning Fengsheng was unpacking the snacks he had bought today. Upon hearing this, he looked towards Nanchuan Spyker.
"Come here, the master is waiting for you."
Nanchuan Shijue opened the photo album, and the first photo was him holding her in the square feeding pigeons -
Whenever he felt pain in his body, he would look back on his past memories and find the ability to heal himself.
But it was obvious that this effect only worked on him. Ning Fengsheng stood far away, looking at him warily, and seemed to have no interest in the photo.
"You don't want to see it?" Nanchuan Shijue asked with a raised lip, "Don't you want to know what Shengsheng was like in the past?"
Ning Fengsheng bit her lip. She hated photos...
Whenever she heard these two words, she would think of the set of photos that Brother Ye Xiao showed her.
"Come here..." Nanchuan Shijue coughed twice, "I'll show you..."
“No…” Ning Fengsheng refused, “Shengsheng, don’t look!”
Nanchuan Shijue frowned, "You've completely forgotten about me... and you're not even willing to go with me?"
Ning Fengsheng bit her lower lip and said, "I hate Nanchuan taking pictures with other women! I hate you for hating me!"
"Ms. Ning, there's no other woman in this photo, it's you..." Moss explained.
"I don't want to see the photos..."
"Okay," Nanchuan Shijue endured the pain and forced a smile, "If you don't want to see the photos, I'll cook for you, okay? The braised beef brisket you've always wanted to eat."
Ning Fengsheng didn't say anything.
"I put the photos on the coffee table. Whenever you want to see them, just open them and I won't force you." Nanchuan Shijue's eyes darkened. "There are memories in them that you've forgotten, our past... Aren't you curious?"
Ning Fengsheng turned his face away.
Nanchuan Shijue stood up and walked towards the kitchen.
Wearing an apron, he handled the ingredients skillfully.
Sweat soaked his shirt and stuck to the stitched wound, causing waves of burning pain.
"Master, you look very pale. You should go lie down and rest."
"go out!"
Moss tried to help several times but was chased out of the kitchen.
The young master insisted on cutting and seasoning the vegetables himself.
"Cough, cough, cough..." Nanchuan Shijue coughed softly, and every movement caused sharp pain in his chest.
His body was like a rusty machine, ready to break down...
If the operation fails, what can I use to fight against the owl and dog?
That dog was certainly despicable, but he was willing to sacrifice his life for Ning Fengsheng...
And he used up all his energy just to accompany her to the supermarket or cook.
Waste, he really has become a waste who can't do anything!
I have long lost the qualification to own her!
When the smoke rose, Nanchuan Shijue felt dizzy and had to hold on to the cooking table to avoid falling down.
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Ning Fengsheng sat cross-legged on the ground, watching the servants sorting the daily necessities into bags...
She didn't understand why Nanchuan Shijue bought so many things, including a large pile of daily necessities such as shampoo and shower gel. The servants packed them and said they would send them to the Leng family on the day she left.
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