However, one night, Ouyang Zishan took a video for him and posted it online before going to bed. When he woke up the next day, the house was surrounded by reporters.
Ouyang Zishan woke up when he heard the noisy sound. He was in an unfamiliar environment again. He stood in front of the door downstairs, looking at the flashing spots, his mind blank.
"Miss, who are you?" a reporter asked her.
"who I am?"
"Are you living with the piano prince Jin Lu?"
Finally, a familiar name appeared. Being squeezed at the door, she felt a little nervous: "Jin Lu?"
"Excuse me, what is your relationship with Jin Lu?"
Hearing Ouyang Zishan's voice, Jin Lu ran out and protected her behind him: "Stop filming!"
"Jin Lu, did you give up music for your girlfriend?"
"Excuse me, when will you perform again?"
He escorted Ouyang Zishan inside, closed the glass door, drew the curtains, and hugged her on the sofa: "Don't be afraid, it's okay."
The reporters waited outside for a whole day and couldn't leave. Jin Lu had no mood to paint and could only stay by her side and talk to her about the past and the future.
"Jin Lu, what is this?" She found an album in her room. The photos inside were all of him and her. "Am I really your girlfriend?"
"If you like."
She leaned on his shoulder: "But, like you said, what if I forget again after tomorrow?"
"It's okay," he touched her head, "It's okay if you don't remember."
At night, Ouyang Zishan watched him drinking alone, looking very melancholy. At this moment, someone knocked on the door. It was a man she didn't remember. When he saw Ouyang Zishan, he grabbed her hand, which scared her.
"Ouyang, come back to Beijing with me." Ren Qi tried to hold her hand and walk out, but she pushed him away fiercely.
"Jin Lu, who is he?"
Ren Qi looked at her in surprise: "I'm Ren Qi, your boyfriend."
She shook her head and walked to Jin Lu's side: "I don't know you."
"Sit down and have a drink," Jin Lu said, "and I'll tell you."
Jin Lu sat opposite him, and Ouyang Zishan looked at them strangely.
"Because of the car accident, Ouyang's memory has become confused, and now she doesn't recognize anyone." Jin Lu told him.
Let him look at her. On the surface, she seems to be fine. He is a little unconvinced: "Do you take me as a fool?"
He shook his head. "I hope this isn't true."
Ouyang Zishan looked at them. She was smart and understood her situation. "I'm sorry."
Jin Lu comforted her: "It's not your fault."
Unable to accept this fact, Ren got drunk and stayed there all night. The next morning, he woke up and saw Ouyang Zishan appear in front of him. He asked him the same question as yesterday: "Who are you?"
"Whatever!" he replied.
Jin Lu came out of the studio and saw them: "Are you awake?"
Ouyang Zishan looked at him and said, "Oh, Jin Lu, I'm hungry."
"Really? Auntie's not here today, so I'll make some porridge first."
"How does she know you?"
"She only knows me."
"Ouyang," Jin Lu called her name. She still didn't respond, so he walked over and said, "Your name is Ouyang."
"Uh, how could I forget?" She scratched her head.
"Go up and wash your face and brush your teeth, then come down to eat."
"Okay." She became happy again and went upstairs.
Ren Qi sat on the sofa and looked at the paintings on the wall: "Did you really change your career to become a painter?"
"That's about right," Jin Lu said. "Would you mind a simpler breakfast?"
"No problem."
Ren Qi wanted to take Ouyang Zishan to Beijing for treatment, but without Jin Lu's help, Ouyang Zishan would not be able to go with him. So he told Jin Lu about his idea, hoping that he could help him get Ouyang Zishan to go back with him.
"I can't help you with this," he said. "Don't even mention whether Ouyang Zishan is willing or not. First of all, I don't agree."
"You know, before Ouyang Zishan had the car accident, she loved me, not you," Ren Qi was dissatisfied with his selfishness, "It was you who took her away from me."
"So what if that's the case," Jin Lu looked at him nonchalantly, "as long as she's willing to stay with me."
"Don't you want to cure her illness?" Ren Qi began to doubt him.
"You think I didn't try?" he said. "So what if I hired the most authoritative doctors abroad? They all said the same thing: rehabilitation training, rehabilitation training."
Let her look at him. There is really no suitable medicine for this disease now. If he wants to help her, he can only let her recover gradually: "Is there no other way?"
"When it comes to drugs," he said with some disdain, "she's almost become a guinea pig."
Ren Qi looked at him with a bit of despair: "What can I do for her?"
Ouyang Zishan came down from upstairs, changed into a set of clothes that she thought looked good, sat at the dining table, and looked outside: "The weather is really nice today, let's go out and bask in the sun later."
"Not today." Jin Lu saw some reporters in the distance on the beach. "The reporters are outside."
"Okay!" Ouyang Zishan was a little disappointed, "Then I'll watch you draw."
He shook his head: "I have friends today."
She was a little unhappy and whispered in his ear: "When will your friend leave?"
But even though he heard it, he didn't expect Ouyang Zishan would really forget him completely. He put on his coat, opened the door and left.
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