Regret for rebirth

"I can't remember."

"Think about it again, is there anyone in that box who looks very distinctive?"

"Forgot," Jiang Lin sat upright, put his hands on the table, involuntarily placed in a tower shape, looked directly at the well-looking person opposite him, without the slightest timidity.

More than anyone else, he wanted to know where those people were. Strange to say, the earliest things he remembered lasted until the third year of high school, but now he had very few memories of that box.

Is it really too ordinary looking?Let him forget it in a blink of an eye.

There are people coming and going in the bar, and the people who come to consume are almost the same in appearance, except for some students who are full of curiosity and delusional to enter the adult world, and a group of frustrated people, those who just play around casually, and few of them can be remembered by him. Among them, Boss Li with a fat head and big ears is one.

"Let's think about it, you are holding a wine plate, wearing a waiter's costume, and pushing open the door..."

Jiang Lin was a little impatient, and rubbed his sore forehead. Two hours ago, he was sitting here, and there was only one question over and over again. Follow what the other party said, the so-called law of memory, which can awaken deep memories.

The stuffy air, the restless heart, the burning temples, the whole house has only one door, no windows, no vents, if in the past, these people were served with good water and tea.

Jiang Lin sneered, look, he wants to escape from that person, but he is also attached to everything that person brought him.

When he heard the news, he tried countless times. If he could remember what those people looked like, in the bar, when he didn't resign, the same scene appeared countless times, he should have remembered it a long time ago. It exploded with a bang, and he took a few deep breaths, trying to calm down as much as possible, making trouble here, and even more unable to leave.

"Who said that bad guys must have special features? I can't remember. If someone asks me what you look like when I leave the gate today, I may not be able to tell you what you look like." Jiang Lin stood up and was about to leave. He was very sure. Those accomplices of the kidnappers were ordinary-looking people, and they couldn't ask any more questions.

"Mr. Jiang, I hope you can cooperate with our work."

Jiang Lin smiled, his pale face made people feel distressed, "Mr. Police, I hope you can care about my body."

As he said that, he bent down and coughed a few times.

"..."

"It's better like this. I have time next Sunday. I'll make an appointment then." Jiang Lin put his fists to his mouth, shaking. He didn't need to say that he was in poor health. This person could tell, and his information stated It's clear that the glands are missing.

Facing such an Omega that made his heart flutter, he dared not disagree. He reached out to help Jiang Lin up, took one side of the clothes and put them on the chair, and then sat on it.

"Are you sure you can't remember?"

"Well," Jiang Lin answered concisely without hesitation.

"Then this matter has nothing to do with you." What kind of enterprise is Yu's? , and useless people.

After asking a few more simple questions, there was no more embarrassment. This is a witness, not a suspect. Sir, you are lying in the hospital now.

Jiang Lin stood up leisurely and patted the dust off his body. He was in a very good mood. After a long time of torture, he could finally see the sun, looking forward to leaving the oppressive little house.

Before leaving, he pushed the chair back under the table and smiled at Mr. Jing. He looked confident and expected to go out. The cramped steps revealed his mood, and he walked to the door in two steps. .

As soon as he pushed open the cold iron door, Yu Cheng suddenly appeared in front of him, his heart sank to the bottom of the water, fear welled up, his whole body was numb, his breathing intensified, his legs were weak, he couldn't feel the existence of his body, and he was half upside down Sticking it on the wall, how could Yu Cheng be there? Shouldn't he be the president of Yu's Group building? A string broke in his mind, it must be because of Gu Jianglin.

Because of "Gu Jianglin", he took great pains to put the matter on the bright side. If it was Gu Zhangqing, he could have done it secretly. During the process, one Gu Jianglin died, and Yu Cheng In order to let everyone who pays attention to Mrs. Yu know how affectionate and righteous he is, for a partner who has been with him for many years, he will not hesitate to exhaust the company's financial and material resources. If he chooses Mrs. Yu as a partner, when they have an accident, Yu Cheng will Take care like this.

Jiang Lin smiled wryly, there was no friendship between them, it was just his one-sided baby bird effect, he regarded the first person who brought him a good life as the most important in his life, and Yu Cheng...

He wondered if Yu Cheng had said it himself instead of him from outside the office, would it have helped.

Jiang Lin stretched his neck and looked outside. At the end of the long corridor, the glass door was the only light. There were a few shadows in the glare of the sun. There were several people around, with a heavy camera and a black microphone above his head.

Knew it.

"It's over?" Yu Cheng raised his eyes.

"It's over." Mr. Jing smiled, took out a white porcelain jar from the drawer, and filled it with boiling water. Ever since Yu's incident happened, he hasn't had a single vacation, working overtime day and night, and no Overtime pay, this little prank, is not too much.

"Mr. Yu is tired, come and drink some water."

"Well," Yu Cheng stretched out his hand expressionlessly.

The table was not far from where he was sitting, nor was it too close. After walking a few steps, the iron porcelain vat was scalding with hot water. Mr. Jing smiled wryly.

Yu Cheng saw it, and didn't make it difficult for him. He didn't have so much time to worry about these trivial things. He picked up the record next to it, and it was blank, and he felt unhappy immediately, "What's going on!"

"This Mr. Jiang, he forgot."

"Forget?" Yu Cheng smiled half-smile, with a sarcasm on his face, obviously very dissatisfied with this statement.

"I..." Jiang Lin grabbed the door frame. He couldn't escape unless he locked the door the moment he went out. At this time, someone would rush up to subdue him, but it would be useless. In front of Yu Cheng, he had never been able to do anything. revolt.

He came to the beginning under the pressure, fidgeting, and gradually deepened with the other party's words.

"Do you remember it?"

"No..." Jiang Lin lowered his head and lost consciousness in his lower body. Does Yu Cheng have to let him say something before he stops? If so, then he might as well make up a few people and run away first.

Mr. Jing was puzzled, he was still a tiger just now, how could he become a cat now, think about it, too, few people can speak out smoothly under the threat of Yu Cheng.

After repeating several times, both sides were exhausted, Jiang Lin collapsed on the chair, someone grabbed his arm, and turned his head to face Yu Cheng's familiar face.

The other party forcefully brought him out, and couldn't help but grab him and walked outside. In the long corridor, Jiang Lin was panting heavily and his legs were weak.

[The author has something to say: the manuscript is dead

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You: Just think about it. 】