Chapter 118 Director Wen, send me the script.
Wen Song pondered whether it would be Lu Qing or Guan Ming.
In the current situation, neither option is quite viable.
How can this be explained? And how can this be resolved? Three years later, the two got back together, with the so-called "husband" in between.
"What's wrong?" Guan Sui asked, standing by the bed as she put on her clothes. "Are you afraid to see my dad?"
Wen Song: ""
How can I not be afraid?
Even in a serious romantic relationship, there's a fear of meeting the "in-laws."
Not to mention that their relationship is now somewhat messy.
"Don't worry," Guan Ju said after getting dressed, "He'll leave after he puts his things away; he won't stay long."
Wen Song: "So I'll just hide in my room then?"
Guan Ju raised an eyebrow: "If you want to greet my dad, you can come out and wait in the living room."
Wen Song: ""
He didn't really want to.
It's not the right time yet, at least not now.
"I think I'll stay in my room." Wen Song pulled the blanket over herself tighter.
Unfortunately, no matter how she tried to hide it, Guan Ju knew what kind of scenery was hidden under the quilt.
I've seen it.
I touched it.
And he kissed her in every position.
“Okay,” Guan Ju said.
"I'll go get you something to eat."
Wen Song nodded.
After Alpha left, he reached for his phone, which was on the bedside table.
When I saw the date, I was completely shocked.
Unexpectedly, I ended up spending three days at Guanju's place.
Wen Song opened WeChat and breathed a sigh of relief when he saw that a few days ago Guan Sui had asked his boss and Song Lanxue for leave under his name, ignoring the reason, saying that he needed to go on a three-day business trip.
Fortunately, Guan Sui still maintained some rationality and knew to explain the situation to his boss and family in advance.
Otherwise, Song Lanxue would choose to call the police if she couldn't find him.
If the police come knocking on my door about something as ambiguous as spending time with someone during their most vulnerable period, I really don't know how to explain it.
but---
Has Guan Ju checked the messages from her pinned contact?
Wen Song didn't know.
Actually, it wouldn't matter even if you saw it.
There was almost no content inside; he used that account as a memo, sending everything he needed to do, what to bring, and what to remember.
Even when Song Lanxue asked him to go to the supermarket to buy things, sometimes there were too many things to remember, so he would send them all to the [S] chat interface.
Wen Song saw Song Lanxue asking him when he would be home.
He replied, "I'll be back later."
Song Lanxue was probably busy and didn't reply to the message.
Wen Song quickly browsed through his WeChat list again, and just as he was about to turn off his phone screen, he saw that Duan Ze had sent him a message.
[Duan Ze]:
A simple, unadorned period.
Very gentle and charming.
[Ode]: ?
Wen Song replied with a question mark.
[Duan Ze]: Is A Sui by your side?
Wen Song looked up at the room, opened the input method panel, and slowly typed: 【Not here.】
[Duan Ze]: Ah—!
Wen Song: ""
What is a groundhog called?
[Duan Ze]: Just now, A Sui asked me who your husband is.
[Duan Ze]: I'll come find you right now to check your statements!
[Duan Ze]: What are you guys playing at?! What are you doing?! Couldn't you have sent me the script beforehand? I really don't understand at all... Am I part of your little lover's game?
[Duan Ze]: I seriously suspect that you are using me as a tool, do you understand?
Wen Song saw the last sentence:
Big brother.
Your words are rather crude.
Wen Song really didn't know how to reply.
[Song]: So what did you say?
[Duan Ze]: I'm pretending to be dead, what am I supposed to say! Let's exchange a secret code first.
[Duan Ze]: Director Wen, send me the script.
Wen Song: ".........."
[Song]: Just say you don't know either.
[Duan Ze]: ?
[Duan Ze]: Based on my understanding of A Sui, although he hit his head in a car accident, he didn't become an idiot.
Wen Song discovered that every sentence Duan Ze uttered was wildly jumping around on his moral jokes.
[Duan Ze]: And I always feel like he's starting to regain his memories!
[Duan Ze]: Actually, I don't even know why we kept it from him?
[Duan Ze]: Should I just tell him directly?
[Duan Ze]: Perhaps after I told him, it immediately awakened his dormant memories?
Wen Song felt it wasn't that simple.
In cases of memory loss that persists for an extended period, the brain typically sends a secret signal to activate a robust protection mechanism.
I saw this statement online.
Wen Song doesn't know if there's any medical basis for this, but Guan Ju's failure to recall it after so long definitely hasn't reached the threshold for waking up memories.
[Song]: How do you know he seems to be regaining his memory?
[Duan Ze]: He told me that he seemed to vaguely recall the scenes of being with you, but it was too fast and he didn't see clearly. He knew that there must be a relationship between the two of you.
[Duan Ze]: Oh, there's something else very important.
[Song]: What is it?
[Duan Ze]: When did you have a five-year-old child?
Wen Song stared at the last sentence and fell into deep thought again.
No wonder.
It turns out that the feeling of someone staring at him at the kindergarten gate that day was not a figment of his imagination.
It's true!
Guan Ju was watching him from behind!
I really didn't expect to run into someone in such a big city like Suicheng.
Furthermore, the other party saw him picking up his child and mistakenly assumed that he and his husband had a child.
Wen Song pieced together all the clues and slowly came to her senses, realizing why Alpha's tone on the phone a couple of days ago had been so low and dejected.
[Ode]: No children.
【颂】：It is a friend's child.
[Duan Ze]: ...You know I've been crying? I almost broke down!
[Duan Ze]: I just told him! I told him to ask you if he has any questions, and as for the child, there definitely isn't one.
【颂】: Good.
After chatting with Duan Ze for a while, Wen Song felt that Guan Ju's memories might have started to recover because she had been stimulated.
but---
What triggered it?
Wen Song didn't know.
There was absolutely no clue.
However, the situation is slowly improving.
I need to find a suitable time to talk to Alpha about the so-called husband.
First, I didn't want to hide it; second, Guan Ju's words were too immoral; and third, and most importantly!
Wen Song rubbed his aching back. The Alpha had been having inexhaustible energy these past few days, and his whole body ached as if it were about to fall apart.
If this continues, Guan Ju will unleash all the rivalry she has with her so-called husband on him!
He was clearly jealous of himself, so why was he the one who ended up getting hurt?
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