Overlord's Amnesia Boyfriend

Jian Liufang took advantage of the reflection of the glass to illuminate his handsome face. Although he was a bit far from the image of a rough man with a beard, he didn't see any signs of being "not straight". I like women, and there is no cognitive barrier at all.

Smiling, he no longer took this "nightmare" caused by too much change in his heart to heart, and went downstairs to look for food instead.

Originally, a honeymoon trip was arranged after the wedding. The newlyweds could go abroad to various famous island cities to enjoy sunshine, beach food, and now, for the extra month, Jian Liufang hadn't figured out how to arrange it for a while, and was busy all year round. It seems that work can also be temporarily put down. After eating and drinking, it is rare to feel idle.

Season right picture...

Jian Liufang paused. Recently, the main computer of the brain seemed to be implanted with a virus, and it always popped up a small pop-up window. After several failed manual intelligent "anti-virus", he had to admit that he couldn't remember the content of the "season" at all. right” and successfully hacked into his “program”.

After dinner, Jian Liufang suddenly decided to take a look at the old house in his hometown after Jian's couple didn't get any useful information out of their mouths.

Their current home is a luxurious big villa in a so-called rich area. Now counting, this house was bought suddenly after he met Li Jia. At that time, he wondered why his parents moved suddenly. As far as he could remember, their family had always been frugal and did not pay attention to material comforts, and they also liked living in an old house.

At that time, his parents explained to him that the old house was old and the place he lived in was not so comfortable. He didn't go into it, and he didn't go to the old house again after returning to China.

From now on, it was clear at a glance that he should have lost his memory due to the car accident, and the purpose of moving was self-evident, the old house must have the truth he wanted to know.

When he came out of the house, he happened to meet Jiang Qinglang, his friend and best man at the wedding, who came to see him. Without saying a word, he arrested Jiang Qinglang and drove him back to his hometown.

Jian Liufang wanted to drive by himself, but Jiang Qinglang was worried that he saw blood and fainted yesterday, and drove out alone at night, so he had to follow him to be at ease, so he almost hugged his thigh to prevent him from leaving.

Jiang Qinglang and the others are Jian Liufang's best friends and brothers, and he didn't intend to avoid them, so he stopped insisting.

Jiang Qinglang kept glancing at him while driving. He didn't know what happened, so he asked carefully after a long time of words: "Liufang, what are you doing in the old house now? How is Jiajia's place?" ?”

Jian Liufang leaned on the back of the co-pilot's seat, looked out the brightly lit window, and said, "Jiajia, I have already made it clear to her that the wedding is cancelled."

Although he had already heard the rumors, Jiang Qinglang still took a breath when he knew the result from the person concerned.

"You are reliable in everything, why is it so scary to be unreliable?" Jiang Qinglang wiped his face, "There must be a reason for the cancellation of the wedding? Don't tell me that you suddenly found out that you don't love Jiajia ?”

Jian Liufang raised the corners of her mouth and smiled helplessly: "It's really the last second that I realized that I don't have love for her."

Jiang Qinglang opened his mouth and was a little stunned: "Our brothers said what you said before, seeing that you and Li Jia are not at all tired of being a young couple, and you still insist that there are many kinds of love. The one for a lifetime, now...you let me tell you what's good about you!" There was nothing else to say, so he could only concentrate on driving.

Jane's old house is actually not far away, it is in the old city in the other direction of the city.Although it is not as prosperous as the new city, it is more simple and quiet, with beautiful scenery and a sense of age. The people who live here are generally neighbors for many years, and they have a strong human touch.

It hasn't been long for the Jian family to make a fortune, and the current family business is basically saved by Jian Liufang's grandfather's generation. Strictly speaking, although his father is not a prodigal son, his bookishness and making money go hand in hand. Not on any side, the family property has only maintained a balance of payments since it was received.

The house in my hometown was bought by Jian Liufang's grandfather back then. The small bungalow on the second floor with a large yard was also a mansion back then. Because it is well maintained, it still looks quite beautiful and has a sense of history even now.

Jian Liufang asked Jiang Qinglang to stay in the car, and she stood in front of her house for a while, her memory and what she saw overlapped, and childhood memories came to her mind... There seems to be no fault anywhere?

It can't be said that he was disappointed, everything was expected, he moved his neck, there seemed to be a house with the same style next door in the night, but he couldn't remember what the neighbor looked like, he only remembered the man from that house. The master seems to have a bad temper, he didn't like to go to that house since he was a child.

Beyond that is a small green park with no residents left.

Open the door with the key prepared long ago, and enter the house that has not been lived in for nearly ten years. Even if someone comes to clean it regularly, it is always less popular.

Jian Liufang walked slowly in the house all the way, now it seems that he still thinks the old house is beautiful, there are memories and feelings everywhere, his father is so nostalgic, there is no reason why he is willing to move out.

He walked in all the way, opened the door of his bedroom and study room, and sorted out his memories bit by bit, and the details of his previous life. I found it, but I still didn't find a trace of "Ji Youtu" in his life.

If it weren't for the strong reaction of his parents, he must have thought that "Ji Youtu" was just a product of his fear of marriage.

It took more than an hour, but nothing was found except for the large section of "hmmm" in Xiao Huang's book. Jian Liufang saw that it was getting late, and Jiang Qinglang was still waiting for him in the car, so he thought about changing the day to another day come again.

He returned to the car, glanced back at the house shrouded in darkness, and prepared to leave.Seeing him coming back, Jiang Qinglang quickly put the phone aside, left aside the "torture to extract confessions" from a bunch of elders in the WeChat group, and started the car.

Jian Liufang opened the car door and was about to get in the car when suddenly a bright light came in from a distant intersection, facing his direction, making him squint his eyes involuntarily.

car?

Jian Liufang took back the foot that was on the car.

This place is not too remote, but it is definitely not a lively place, especially the place where they are staying now, and there are no other residents at the end of the road, and there should not be many cars passing by.

The car approached quickly, a black Volkswagen with an inconspicuous appearance.

The car slowed down not far in front of them, and then stopped.

Jian Liufang felt her heartbeat pause for a moment, could the person in the car be the neighbor next door?There is no clue found in his family. Is it possible that it is on the neighbor next door?

Jiang Qinglang poked his head out of the lowered car window, and looked at the car curiously.

The car was turned off, the lights were turned off, and the door slammed and opened.

One foot stepped out of the car, and by the light of Jiang Qinglang's car, one could see that that foot was wearing black men's leather shoes and black suit pants.

It's a young man's attire.

Jian Liufang's feet involuntarily stepped forward, and then stopped.

At that moment, he thought that a "Ji Youtu" would come down and appear in front of his eyes.

A young man in his thirties came out of the car, wearing a black suit and glasses with thin black frames. By the light of the car, he could roughly see his clean appearance and calm expression.

It's just that it's not Ji Youtu.

According to Jian Liufang's reasoning, Ji Youtu's young man should look like ten years ago, and now he should be a young man about his age. Although he doesn't know what Ji Youtu will look like when he grows up, but He could still tell that this man was not that person.

Laughing self-deprecatingly, he was really a bit crazy, thinking that clues would fall from the sky so easily, and he wasn't acting in a bloody TV series.

Jian Liufang turned around in disappointment, opened the car door and prepared to get in the car.

"Excuse me, please wait a moment."

A slightly indifferent male voice came from behind.

Jian Liufang turned her head and saw the man who just got off the car walking towards them.

The heart that had just been silent jumped twice again.

Jian Liufang said: "Is there something wrong?"

The man approached, stopped, and said, "Mr. Jian, why are you here? Shouldn't you be on your honeymoon today?"

Jian Liufang tightened his grip on the car door, then loosened it in an instant. He turned to face the man, looked at the man carefully, and confirmed again that it was not Ji Youtu, nor someone he knew: "Who are you? You know me ?”

The man stretched out his hand and said, "Hang Jie, Ji Youtu's secretary to Ji Dong."

Ji Youtu's secretary!

Jian Liufang took a sudden step forward and took Hang Jie's hand. Rather than shaking hands, it was more like grabbing his hand.

"You said Ji Youtu!"

"Yes." Hang Jie nodded, pulled out his hand, and asked again: "Mr. Jian, you didn't go on your honeymoon, why are you here?"

Jian Liufang could tell that this clean-looking man was not easy to talk to. If he didn't answer the other party's question, the other party probably wouldn't tell him about Ji Youtu.

"The wedding was cancelled, so there is no honeymoon. Now can you tell me why you know about me, and where is Ji Youtu?"

Hang Jie looked at him and didn't know what he was thinking. A not-so-sincere smile appeared on the corner of his mouth, "The wedding is cancelled? Mr. Jian's joke is a bit big! As for why I know about you, and Director Ji I have no way to tell you of your whereabouts."

Jian Liufang raised her eyebrows, suppressed the anger that was about to move, and cut off the clues for him to retrieve his memory in front of an amnesia patient, then one must be prepared to face his abyss of anger.

After watching Hang Jie finish these words, he opened the door of his neighbor's courtyard, and then the light of the main house turned on. After a while, he turned off the light again, locked the courtyard door and came out with a bag.

"Is this your home?" Jian Liufang couldn't help asking.

Hang Jie turned his head and glanced at him, and the doubt in his eyes flashed: "Mr. Jian seems to be able to make fun of anything. This is Dong Ji's family. We have been neighbors for 18 years since Mr. Jian was born. You won't say It must have been forgotten."

"What did you say?" Ji Youtu has been his neighbor for 18 years?Jian Liufang almost "crashed".

Hang Jie took a look at him, and seemed to think his surprise was ridiculous, so he kept silent, no matter how Jian Liufang asked him, he didn't say a word, just like when he came, he drove away in the car.

Jian Liufang didn't care about being angry, jumped into the car and asked Jiang Qinglang to chase him.

Hang Jie's car was not driving fast, as if he was afraid that Jian Liufang would not be able to keep up. After passing through half of the brightly lit city, he finally stopped in front of a tall building.

With the red heart and white cross logo, and the word "emergency" lit up not far away, Hang Jie's destination is the hospital.

Jiang Qinglang stopped the car and got out of the car with Jian Liufang.

He bumped Liufang's shoulder, and said carefully: "Why are you here?"

The hospital in front of me is not unfamiliar at all, it is the hospital where Jian Liufang just came out this morning.

Jian Liufang ignored the coincidence and followed Hang Jie to the hospital.

Hang Jie didn't have the slightest intention to stop him. He entered the inpatient department, pressed the elevator, and swiped his card to press the fifteenth floor. Areas not open to the public.

The time when the elevator went up to the fifteenth floor was fast, and the closer it was to the truth, Jian Liufang's heart was fluctuating and upset, and he couldn't figure out why he had such abnormal symptoms. In the space, this short period of time made him feel uncomfortable.

He stretched out his hand and loosened the neckline, but he didn't feel any better.

With a ding, the elevator door opened.

Regardless of looking at the surrounding environment, Jian Liufang followed Hang Jie into a ward, and through a large piece of glass, a young man could be seen sleeping in another ward.

"Ji Youtu!"

Jian Liufang quickly approached the piece of glass, fixed her eyes on the person on the bed, and recognized the person's identity at a glance.

After many years, Ji Youtu has grown from the boy in his memory to the big man in front of him, his brows and eyes have opened, and the immaturity of a boy has been replaced by sharpness. What remains unchanged is the paleness and frowning of his brows.

After a long time, Jian Liufang asked Hang Jie beside him, "What's wrong with him?"

Standing beside him, Hang Jie said softly: "Chinese medicine is called hysteria, western medicine is called multiple personality disorder, whatever you understand."

The facts before Jian Liufang's eyes were far from the story of "good boy" and "bad boy" in his reasoning. Some couldn't believe it and said: "How did he get this disease? I remember that he was quite normal before... "

Hang Jie sneered, and said: "Normal people will be abnormal if they are fed too much medicine to treat mental diseases. Besides, Director Ji's environment is enough to drive most people crazy. No matter how strong Director Ji is, he is still a person."

Jian Liufang didn't know the inside story, he didn't even remember what kind of person Ji Youtu was, and he didn't know anything about what happened to him.

Ji Youtu's attending doctor is an old man in his 60s, surnamed Shen, not tall, very thin, with white hair and bright eyes.

Jian Liufang chatted with him about Ji Youtu's condition, and he couldn't understand many terms. He only knew that Ji Youtu was different from ordinary multiple personalities, and ordinary treatment methods didn't work well for him.

Standing in front of the glass in the ward, Jian Liufang clearly felt the displeasure in his heart. The reason for the displeasure was unclear at the moment, and he could only blame it casually. The clue he wanted to retrieve his memory was broken again.

Hang Jie pushed his glasses and said: "In fact, there is no way at all. Dr. Shen heard the news that our country has recently developed a new method to treat multiple personality disorder, which can be tried."

Jian Liufang turned her head and asked, "What method? Why don't you try?"

Hang Jie looked back at him, "This method is related to hypnotherapy, but it is more advanced. It needs a person trusted by the patient to enter the spiritual world simulated and projected by the machine, and integrate all the personalities of the patient. But, Ji Dong Refuse to approach the doctor, and Director Ji has no relatives and trustees, so the new treatment can only be shelved."

Upon hearing this, Jian Liufang turned her head to look at Ji Youtu, then sighed regretfully, and said, "Is there no other way? It's a pity..."

Hearing that, Hang Jie looked at him as if he was looking at a modern version of Chen Shimei, only to spit on his face. In Jian Liufang's inexplicable eyes, Hang Jie's anger was still conveyed through a suppressed tone, He said disdainfully: "Ji Dong has loved you for so many years, and he really loves you inhumanly!"

Jian Liufang: "..." What the hell?The wind is too strong, I can't hear you clearly!Say it again!

Jiang Qinglang, who had been a driver all night, was very thirsty. As soon as he went upstairs and saw the beautiful nurse sister, he used her beauty to ask for a glass of water. At this time, he came in at a wonderful time and suddenly became a whale. He performed for free. A spray of water.