I don't deserve your love

"Sincere?"

Fu Yanye looked at her with deep black eyes, waiting for her sincerity.

"Bamboo shoot soup!"

Zhuo Jian turned her head and glanced at the soup pot that was still simmering on the stove.

Fu Yanye followed her gaze to the beautiful saucepan, smiled slightly, and turned to put the fish down.

Zhuo Jian didn't know what was going on, but he had the illusion that he didn't like it.

He used to like it.

Could it be that after amnesia, even the sense of taste has changed?

Not impossible.

In movies, the amnesiacs usually play a different taste, and some even have dementia...

Zhuo Jian couldn't help turning her head to look at him, and saw his tall body standing in front of the dining table, well, he is not demented.

She secretly breathed a sigh of relief, then cut the vegetables into three sections, and prepared garlic.

"Go and stand by the side, I'll fry this."

Suddenly the person is held by the shoulder and pushed aside.

She is light, and he can push her away with a push.

Zhuo Jian was still unhappy that her domain was occupied, and couldn't help but stare at him.

Fu Yanye noticed her gaze and turned to look at her, "What? I haven't cooked a meal for you in those six years?"

Although he didn't know if he had cooked it in those six years, but now, he really couldn't stand it anymore, she was so thin and weak, she looked as if she could fall down if the wind blows, and she still had to cook for him.

Zhuo Jian wanted to tell him that it was not uncooked, but she hadn't organized the language well.

"Is there no aunt at home?"

Fu Yanye asked her again.

"Before you asked the aunt in the old house to come over to help cook, but these days I don't go to work, and I'm fine, so I want to do it myself."

She has already closed all the manuscripts, just to have fun with the children, prepare meals for them and so on.

Fu Yanye didn't realize that her words were inappropriate, so he helped stir-fry vegetables first.

If Zhuo Jian was watching from the side, she wasn't used to it either.

They haven't stayed so peacefully for a long time.

He is back to six years ago.

At that time, he was so comfortable with her.

Calm and silent.

What now?

What is he thinking of her?

Just downstairs, what did Fu Yanqing and Zhao Ran tell him?Didn't invite him to dinner?Or was he rejected?

He will reject Zhao Ran, but will he also reject Fu Yanqing?

The princess who was spoiled by him.

Zhuo Jian stood on the side and looked at him, the more she thought about it, the further she went, until he had finished frying the vegetables, she still hadn't recovered.

Fu Yanye looked at her with vegetables, "Zhuo Jian."

"Ok?"

Zhuo Jian's voice brought her back to reality.

"What do you think?"

Fu Yanye asked.

"No."

Zhuo Jian took his plate, turned around and went to the dining table.

Fu Yanye looked at her figure but frowned helplessly.

Obviously she thought about it, and thought about it a lot, but she didn't tell him.

She's been hurt, more than once.

Remembering that Su Bai told him not to hurt her again, he walked over, pulled the chair beside her and sat down.

Seeing him sitting next to her, Zhuo Jian turned to look at him, pointing to the opposite side: "That's your place."

"I'm sitting here."

"..."

"It's convenient to see you more."

"..."

What are you looking at her for?

Even if he dug a hole out of her face, he couldn't remember the past six years.

He doesn't have her in his heart.

Thinking of those things, Zhuo Jian felt cold again, so she decided to drink some soup first to warm herself up.

On the second day of the new year, the two of them were drinking soup quietly in Shengyuan.

You must know that when he came back two days ago, he even said that he would marry Lin Ruxiang.

After the meal, Fu Yanye took her hand and left the kitchen: "Don't clean up in the kitchen, and find someone to come and do it later."

He is not as strong as before, so she can easily take his hand away from hers, and she holds her hand: "Are you okay? I'm not that delicate."

"Aren't you very delicate before? Apart from wearing beautiful skirts all day long, you also like to tie beautiful hair."

As Fu Yanye spoke, he unconsciously glanced at the back of her head and sighed.

The children had already gone to bed, and Yuan Man and the others had quietly left, leaving the two of them at home.

Zhuo Jian held her hand and murmured, "Is that all you remember about me?"

"Not at all."

Fu Yanye looked at her and said softly.

Zhuo Jian raised her eyes expectantly.

"But there is no such you."

His eyes were still looking straight at her, unfamiliar and puzzled.

Not long after, Zhuo Jian lowered her eyes again.

Isn't that her?

what was that like?

Zhuo Jian turned around and wanted to go upstairs, but suddenly remembered that he didn't let her sleep here before, so she looked at him and said, "I want to sleep with my son."

"Ok?"

Fu Yanye was distracted.

The two people's eyes met, Zhuo Jian quickly looked away, "Before..."

Before, he always asked her to leave after he fell asleep. At that time, she could quietly go to sleep across from Chengcheng.

But now, don't tell him these things.

Zhuo Jian thought for a while, then looked at him and said again: "I slept with Cheng Cheng and the others at night before."

Fu Yanye: "..."

"Then, before you recover your memory, shall we still, keep it as it is?"

Zhuo Jian tried to ask him again.

Fu Yanye stared at her with his long and narrow phoenix eyes, and was not in a hurry to make a decision.

It just felt like something was wrong.

She looked as if she was afraid of offending him, but the look in her eyes told him that they were not as simple as she said before.

But Wang Rui said that they did live separately before.

"This house is so big, there should be a guest room for me to sleep in?"

Fu Yanye finally spoke and asked her.

Zhuo Jian looked at him incomprehensibly.

"I sleep in the guest room, can you sleep in the master bedroom with that kid?"

Fu Yanye discussed with her in a good temper.

Zhuo Jian took a deep breath, and suddenly didn't dare to speak casually.

Up to now, she has to admit that after amnesia, Fu Yanye's temper seems to be much better than before, and every decision he makes seems to be good to her?

Zhuo Jian nodded: "Okay."

Seeing her holding back her smile, Fu Yanye smiled himself first, but still couldn't help observing her little expression, leaned closer to her, and threatened softly: "When I recover my memory, if I find out that you lied to me, You have to be careful."

"..."

Zhuo Jian raised her eyes suddenly, and looked at him stupidly.

Fu Yanye still had that "be careful" look in her eyes, and her heart was beating like thunder.

Seeing that she understood, Fu Yanye turned around and went upstairs first.

Zhuo Jian still had lingering fears, and couldn't help raising her hand to slowly touch her heart and press it.

If he recovers his memory...

At that time...

Zhuo Jian was a little worried, but after thinking about it again, she couldn't care about the future at all.

Let's take a step by step.

She bowed her head and went upstairs, only to find that he hadn't gone to the guest room.

Holding the handrail, he looked at her calmly.

Zhuo Jian's heart skipped a beat, and she asked him doubtfully, "Is there anything else?"

"Although I don't know how much you were injured before, but..."

He looked at her, and lowered his head as he spoke.

He saw the wedding ring on his hand, and then saw hers.

Zhuo Jian also followed his line of sight, and then met him in the air.

"but what?"

"However, I want to say sorry."

"..."

"Sorry for leaving you with so many bad memories, sorry for hurting you."