After hearing Wen Ran's words, Gu Kai didn't know what to say for a moment.

He remembered when Mo Xiuchen woke up after the operation, he looked confused. Not only did he forget everyone, but he didn't even remember who he was.

Mo Xiuchen was not panicked, but asked him calmly what had happened to him, why he didn't remember himself or anyone else.

He told him that his name was Gu Kai. Because they had not found Ranran and A Mu at that time, he thought Ranran was really gone, so he didn't tell Mo Xiuchen about her existence.

"Brother, don't be sad. Although I promised Cheng Jia not to take the initiative to look for Xiuchen, nor did I tell him about the past, if Xiuchen remembered herself, I think she might have figured out that the relationship can't be forced."

Although she hated Mo Jingteng and Cheng Jia for snatching Mo Xiuchen, she could not discriminate against Cheng Jia's feelings for Mo Xiuchen because she and she loved the same man.

In addition to threatening her to make a poisonous oath, Cheng Jia's heart towards Mo Xiuchen can be said to be more convinced than Mo Jingteng. She knew that Mo Jingteng asked Mo Xiuchen to go back was just for the foundation he had laid in his life, and he used Xiuchen as a useful pawn to use it.

After Mo Zixuan was arrested, Mo Jingteng could tell it even if he couldn't take a look.

If Xiu Chen was useless to him, Mo Jingteng would definitely not have snatched him away after he lost his memory. In order to retaliate against Xiu Chen, he left the MS Group and asked them to divorce, but also asked Cheng Jia to stay by his side.

Gu Kai smiled gently, "I'm not sad, I'm very moved. When Xiu Chen forgot everyone and things, he can still remember your number, and he stubbornly searched for a number. I think he forgot you is only temporary. It won't take long to think of you."

He stood up and patted Wen Ran on the shoulder again, "Ran Ran, you are going to the countryside tomorrow and go to bed early."

"Yeah, brother, good night."

Wen Ran smiled at him and watched him leave the room. She looked out of the previous photos from her mobile phone album for a while, put down her cell phone, and lay down to fall asleep.

**

Country d

In the Western restaurant with an elegant environment, Cheng Jia looked at the man sitting opposite him affectionately. He was gentle and elegant, and she couldn't help but feel a little confused.

"Are you okay?"

Mo Xiuchen raised his eyes and swept the process lightly, and asked in a cold tone.

Cheng Jia was stunned and blinked blankly. When she met his questioning eyes, she immediately smiled brightly and said briskly: "Xiuchen, I'm thinking, let's take some time to take a wedding photo."

"What are you anxious about?"

Mo Xiuchen asked replies without answering the question, his eyes paused on her face for a second, then lowered his head and fed a small piece of steak into his mouth.

After the old man took him away, he told him that Cheng Jia was his fiancée and that their wedding date had been set. Cheng Jia was really very good to him these days, but he never felt anything when facing her.

A beautiful face with a faint sadness appeared in front of him. The glance and half a second of eyes remained, but it was so profound.

A subtle strange emotion flashed through Mo Xiuchen's deep eyes. That beautiful face was the clearest thing he remembered in the days of memory loss, and even called it the only one that touched his emotions.

A trace of injury flashed in Cheng Jia's eyes, and his eyes staring at Mo Xiuchen's affectionate and gentleness. Even his voice was so gentle that it made the listener feel pity, "Xiuchen, I had a dream last night, dreaming that you don't want me anymore."

She pursed her lips and looked pitiful. Seeing that Mo Xiuchen was just looking at her faintly, her eyes were not sympathetic and gentle, she felt sad again. Thinking of last night's dream, her eyes turned red unconsciously, "You were not so indifferent to me before, but since you lost your memory, I no longer paid attention to me. I no longer mentioned our marriage, and left alone. Xiuchen, I am really afraid now."

Cheng Jia had crystal tears hanging on her eyelashes, shaking, and she was really indescribable.

Mo Xiuchen frowned slightly, and Cheng Jia's voice continued: "Xiuchen, if you can never remember the past, will you never treat me like you did before?"

"I have no idea."

Mo Xiuchen's voice was a little cold and hard.

He just doesn't have that kind of feeling about Cheng Jia likes a woman, except that he doesn't hate her much. Of course, the premise is that she doesn't do anything that he hates.

If she had been staying with him with peace of mind, just a secretary, or as a nanny, he could barely accept it.

But he couldn't make him get along with her as a lover, or even want some intimacy between lovers.

Cheng Jia's tears fell in his words, "I don't know". She pursed her lips tightly and she burst into tears silently.

Mo Xiuchen looked at the others in the hall and whispered: "Stop crying, it will be useless to cry again."

"Xiuchen, I'm just sad..."

Cheng Jia's eyebrows and eyes were covered with deep sadness, and she fully interpreted the grief of being forgotten by the person she loved the most.

Mo Xiuchen's handsome face changed slightly, and his dark and deep eyes were stained with a little complexity. Cheng Jia's sadness was not pretended, she was really sad, but he did not feel sad because of her sadness.

The feeling of emptiness in my heart did not dissipate because of her being by my side.

He pursed his thin lips, his eyes slightly warmer, and he said lightly: "When we finish our work here, we will return to China and come to the familiar environment in China. Maybe my memory will be restored soon."

Cheng Jia was slightly shocked, and her tears were looking at him with crystal clear eyes, "Xiuchen, I didn't mean to force you to recover your memory immediately, so don't worry. The doctor said that your body is still recovering now, and the work is already very hard. Don't rush to think about it anymore. What if you have a headache again?"

She had a headache when she saw Mo Xiuchen recalling memories. At this moment, she felt panicked when she heard him say that he might be able to recover his memory when he returned to China.

Mo Xiuchen's voice was calm and calm: "Don't worry, I have a sense of my own."

He paused slightly and added: "We have to stay in Country D at least three months, and there are many things here. I really don't have the energy to find my memories. So, these days, don't compare the past me with the present me, so you can save yourself from being sad."

Cheng Jia pursed her lips gently, stared at him in a daze, and refused to respond.

"As for our marriage, I won't mention it for now."

"Xiaochen, why?"

Cheng Jia looked at him sadly, and he actually said, don't mention their marriage for the time being. No, she would not agree.
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