This operation is familiar

There is nothing wrong with liking the strong, and Mu Qiang's psychology is normal.

In real life, whether Jiang Yiyao belongs to the real strong Song Weisheng is difficult to define subjectively, but in the world of RTO, the person standing in front of him is the existence of the strongest.

But at this moment, the strongest man was looking at him without blinking, a hint of surprise flashed in his normally undulating eyes, and the corners of his mouth were raised, as if he had found something under his very ordinary skin. a gem.

Song Weisheng's face turned red, and as the blush swept across his whole body, even his gentle heartbeat gradually became active. The evening sun shone through the corridor window on Jiang Yiyao's face, as if gilding the edges of his sharp-edged silhouette. Through that layer of soft light, Song Weisheng could even see the tiny layer of fluff on his face. The fluff is very short and a thin layer, but I don't know how it feels to the touch?

He couldn't help but raised his hand, and the tip of his right finger landed on the tip of his nose uncontrollably, and poked it lightly.

I didn't feel it, so I poked again.

"Oh my god!"

Suddenly, a slightly embarrassing sound came from not far away. Although the volume reached Song Weisheng's ears, it was already very small, but it still pulled him back from the free state. He was surprised why his fingers poked On Jiang Yiyao's nose, he was also surprised why Jiang Yiyao didn't remind him, but kept looking at him with a smile! ?

"I'm sorry Captain, I'm that, I'm just..." He hurriedly withdrew his hand, trying to explain but couldn't find a suitable reason, after all he didn't know what happened to him.

Jiang Yiyao didn't seem to care much, just said it's okay, threw the long-extinguished cigarette into the trash can, turned his head, and saw the culprit who interrupted them - Qiao Cheng.

Qiao Cheng came dressed in a windbreaker, with a suitcase in his left hand and a kraft paper bag in his right hand. He was about to turn around but hadn't completely turned around. He seemed to have noticed Jiang Yiyao's gaze, so he had to pretend to be relaxed He straightened his body, walked over with a smile and said, "God Z, koe."

Song Weisheng had seen Qiao Cheng before, and Qiao Cheng came to pick him up when Jiang Yiyao left his house. At that time, he just thought Qiao Cheng looked familiar, but due to the distance between the two of them, he couldn't recognize his face accurately. Standing face to face, he was connected with the tower's life assistant.

It's just that he hasn't seen Qiao Cheng for a week after he joined the team. Judging by his appearance at this time, he guessed that he should be on a business trip.

"Have you got it back?" Jiang Yiyao asked Qiao Cheng.

Qiao Cheng immediately put the suitcase aside, and handed Jiang Yiyao the kraft paper bag in his hand. Song Weisheng happened to be standing next to Jiang Yiyao, and clearly saw the medical records and the patient's treatment time written on the paper bag.The patient's name was naturally Jiang Yiyao, and the time of treatment happened to be a week after Jiang Yiyao left his home.

Although he had already guessed the general idea, Song Weisheng still felt melancholy when the real facts were in front of him. He sighed quietly, and wanted to go back to the lounge to wait, but when he looked up, he found that Qiao Cheng was looking at him, with the expression in his eyes It seems that there is something to say, but for some reason, it is not said.

According to the tower's practice, no matter which game you win, you have to celebrate collectively, and this time is of course no exception. Thanks to Shen Huai's busy schedule during Qiao Cheng's absence, now that he is back, he must return to his job as soon as possible. Take everyone straight to the hotel booked in advance.

The restaurant is not far from the venue. It is said to be a charcoal barbecue with good taste.In addition to the members of the first team, Qiao Cheng also called the members of the second team over. A dozen energetic young people gathered around a 4-meter-long table, chatting and laughing, and it was very lively.

Song Weisheng seldom dined with so many people. He was very busy talking while eating, but there was only meat on the table and wine, beer, white wine, and even glutinous rice balls. Cheers to him.Song Weisheng had never drunk wine, even the fruit wine with a slightly sweet taste. He took a sip out of curiosity, tasted the taste, and found it a bit strange, but he didn't particularly like it.

I wanted to order a bottle of drink alone, but felt that I couldn't save face. Fortunately, Qiao Cheng showed up in time and rescued him from the glutinous rice balls with a bag of potato chips. Holding his neck, he turned him to the terrace not far away.

Song Weisheng didn't know why, and asked, "Brother Qiao, what's the matter?"

Qiao Cheng glanced back, making sure that Jiang Yiyao hadn't attracted his attention, and then whispered, "Have you said anything to God Z?"

Song Weisheng asked in confusion, "What did you say?"

Qiao Cheng said: "That's the thing! In June, didn't he rent a house from you?"

Song Weisheng suddenly realized, "He hasn't had time to say it yet, he seems to have forgotten about it."

Qiao Cheng suddenly breathed a sigh of relief, patted his small chest and said, "Indeed, I forgot that I went to your house to pick him up that time to take him for treatment. The treatment process was successful, but when he woke up, he took that A memory is forgotten."

Song Weisheng lowered his eyes and nodded.

"Could you not tell him?"

"what?"

"I mean, can you not tell him that he lost his memory?"

Song Weisheng didn't understand, and asked, "Why?"

Qiao Cheng was crying for a moment, "Brother Bai and I did a lot of wicked things when he lost his memory. If he finds out, we will have good fruits for both of us. You should do me a favor and help my brother keep this secret, okay? Brother In the next life, I will treat you as a cow, a horse, a slave, and a handmaid!"

"But……"

"Oh no, but if you don't agree today, I'll kneel down for you!" As he said that, he was about to slide down, so scared that Song Weisheng quickly grabbed him, "Then what did you do?"

Seeing that Song Weisheng must know the reason, Qiao Cheng could only whisper a few words in his ear.

Song Weisheng had a complicated expression after hearing this, "Isn't that good?"

Qiao Cheng said: "Brother Bai and I can't help it, it's all for the future of the team."

It's a bit depressing to put the hat on.

Song Weisheng thought about it, but even if he told Jiang Yiyao, he might not be able to remember it.

In the past, Song Weisheng always felt that whether Jiang Yiyao could remember it or not, this lost memory was a part of his life, a memory shared by the two of them.He didn't want to monopolize this memory alone, and always thought that if he still had the chance, he must tell Jiang Yiyao everything that happened between them, even if it was some trivial matter, even if these things were just playing games together, doing together Do lunch.

But right now, Qiao Cheng begged him not to mention it. Although he couldn't agree with Qiao Cheng and Manager Bai's actions, if he did, he wondered if it would really affect the future of the team.

He hesitated for a while, and finally nodded, but he didn't expect that at the moment of nodding, an indescribable feeling appeared in his chest, a little stuffy, and a little dull pain.

He tilted his head in confusion, just in time to see Jiang Yiyao standing up from the table, looking around, as if he was looking for something, until he met his eyes, he raised his hand and shook him.

Song Weisheng saw that he was holding a bottle of sweet fruity yogurt in his hand, and his inexplicable emotions were swept away. He responded to Qiao Cheng's request and hurried towards Jiang Yiyao.