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"I gonna go see."

Xia Shi immediately went downstairs, only to find that the door of Lu Nanchen's room was closed. She didn't notice anything strange, so she didn't care.

He thought about leaving when Lu Nanchen couldn't stay any longer.

The next day.

Get up early in the summer and prepare breakfast.

She specially cooked a pot of carrot and millet porridge. She remembered that Lu Nanchen was a picky eater and didn't like carrots.

Xiao Jing inherited it from him. There was a little carrot in the dish and he didn't touch it.

Yun Ma was still awake at this time, so she kept some of it, and Xia Shi took out the rest.

Lu Nanchen came out after washing up.

He changed into home clothes. When Xia Shi looked over, he found a big wound on his forehead.

She instantly understood what was going on. The noise yesterday was probably because he hit his head.

Xia Shi pretended not to notice and said, "You can have breakfast."

"Yes." Lu Nanchen walked over cautiously.

It's not a big place, but there are furniture everywhere.

He was afraid that he would touch the only piece of furniture in the house and make Xia Shi angry.

Although Xia Shi wanted him to leave quickly, he was still embarrassed to watch him hit the wall: "Go a little to the left, we are about to hit the wall."

Lu Nanchen paused, his ears so red it looked like they could bleed.

He took a few steps to the left, then quickly came to the dining table, pulled out a chair and sat down, all in one movement.

"Thank you, I remember."

He was so talkative that Xia Shi wished he hadn't lost his memory.

It's not easy to bully him like this.

He scooped out a bowl of porridge and put two fried eggs in front of him: "Here."

"Thank you. I will get up early in the morning to help you."

Last night, lying on a strange bed, he didn't sleep well and got up late.

Xia Shi was stunned again: "No, you can't see, how can you help me?"

Lu Nanchen's throat tightened, and then he softened his voice: "You don't have to work, you can live back in Daijiao with Mother Yun, and I will support you."

I support you...

Xia Shi drank porridge and almost choked.

"I don't need it, I can support myself."

Lu Nanchen then took out a gold card and handed it to Xia Shi.

Xia Shi was confused: "What are you doing?"

"Salary card." Lu Nanchen opened her thin lips lightly.

This was what Xu Mu had prepared before he came.

Although he has lost his memory, he still knows these days that he was once the president of a multinational group and has accumulated a lot of savings over the years.

"I don't want it." Xia Shi didn't want to use his money.

Lu Nanchen put down the card: "You don't have to give it, but I can't give it."

"Hurry up and eat, I'll be writing music later." Xia Shi ignored him.

The golden card was just placed on the dining table.

Lu Nanchen picked up the spoon and drank the porridge, and after only one sip, his eyebrows were furrowed.

"Hour……"

"What's the matter?" Xia Shi looked up impatiently.

"Can you do me a favor? I'm not used to carrots. Can you help me pick them out?"

Amnesia means memory loss, but the taste has not changed at all, and the habit of directing people to do things has not changed.

Xia Shi reached out and took the bowl, picked it casually, and handed it back.

"Okay, you can eat."

Lu Nanchen took another spoonful and put it into his mouth. After a while, he couldn't help but ask:

"Did you not finish picking when you were young?"

"I've finished picking. Have you eaten again? Maybe it's just one."

After Xia Shi finished speaking, he stood up: "I'm going to write music. After you have eaten, remember to wash the dishes. The sink is in front of you. It's only two steps away."

She really didn't regard Lu Nanchen as a blind person at all.

If it were Lu Nanchen before amnesia, let alone washing dishes, he would be embarrassed even if he was not satisfied with his meal.

But now, he pathetically finished the porridge that was all carrots, and then really went to wash the dishes.

How could a man like him, who was born with a silver spoon in his mouth, know how to wash dishes?

When Xia Shi went back to her room to write music, Yun Ma went downstairs and saw that the kitchen was full of bubbles.