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Chapter 670 The Love Brain of Gouxuewen (54)

"We haven't broken up before." Yu Huan thought about what he said carefully, "According to what you said now, you mean that during our relationship, you suspected that I fell in love with someone else, and the suspects were He Ling and Ming Yu?"

Speaking of this, Yu Huan found it funny inexplicably. What is it like now? Does she look very happy? No one doubts her love.

She asked Song Zhiyan, "You said I fell in love with someone else, do you have any evidence?"

"Have."

Immediately, Song Zhiyan opened his phone, pulled out the photo album, and took out a yellow envelope from the quilt.

Seeing this, Yu Huan's eyelids jumped. Familiar objects and scenes appeared, making her head buzz.

She took the young man's cell phone and flipped through it casually with her fingertips, feeling quite bored.

As she expected, it was a familiar photo, and Yu Qian should have sent it to Song Zhiyan a long time ago.

Looking at the date, Song Zhiyan received it before he lost his memory.

After that, I always got drunk during social events at night, and I had an inexplicable temper tantrum with her that morning. It was probably because of the photo.

Yu Huan put down the young man's mobile phone and asked him, "What else? Are the photos in the envelope the same as those on the mobile phone?"

Song Zhiyan kept a close eye on Yu Huan from beginning to end, not letting go of any change in expression on her face, trying to catch some clues.

But the girl's expression was so calm that it was almost indifferent. She was not at all surprised, confused, or even... panicked as he imagined.

Song Zhiyan's heart went up and down, and the speculation about his high position seemed to have become a joke. He stiffly handed the envelope to Yu Huan and said, "It's different."

no the same?

Yu Huan took the envelope and took a rough look at it.

Another photo.

"Then who gave this to you?"

"He Jiaxin." Song Zhiyan said.

Yu Huan: "......"

She couldn't help but rolled her eyes and mocked secretly. She was indeed a "good sister" and her behavior was all the same.

They all like to meddle in other people's business and care about other people's private lives.

Yu Huan took out a few photos and looked at them. The heroine in the pictures was still her, but the hero was a different person, who happened to be Sheng Mingyu.

Yu Huan could tell at a glance that the background of the photo was He Jiaxin's manor.

In the photo——

In the background of the haunted house, there is a scene of Yu Huan and Sheng Mingyu holding hands, but Song Zhiyan was deliberately cropped out.

In the background of the convenience store, Yu Huan took the water from Sheng Mingyu, smiled at each other, and deliberately cut out Song Zhiyan.

Under the cool shade of the trees, Yu Huan and Sheng Mingyu hugged each other tightly. The young man lowered his head slightly and placed a gentle kiss on the girl's head.

Judging from the appearance alone, the picture is extremely beautiful.

The high definition and multiple viewing angles of these photos did not look like candid photos. Yu Huan guessed that there must be a lot of surveillance cameras installed in the manor.

She shuddered when she thought that their every move was under surveillance and that someone deliberately took screenshots afterwards.

Is this considered He Jiaxin’s bad taste?

I'm afraid there's something wrong with my brain!

In the system space, Liu Zi even cursed He Jiaxin, and even pulled Yu Qian out and whipped her again.

[It’s true that two kinds of people can’t sleep under the same bed. It’s like they have the same chemistry when they can play together. 】

Yu Huan put the photo back into the envelope and gave it back to Song Zhiyan.

"You have no memory. It's understandable that you suspect that I'm in love with someone else because of the photo. So is there anything you want to ask me?"

Song Zhiyan: "I just want to ask, have you ever fallen in love with someone else?"

As soon as the words came out, Yu Huan knew that he still didn't believe her.

"No."

Yu Huan explained, "Whether you believe it or not, I can honestly say that I have never fallen in love with anyone else during our relationship, and I have never done anything out of the ordinary. I am sorry for your behavior."

"The photos on the phone were sent to you by Yu Qian. She secretly took pictures of He Ling and me. I saw them at her house yesterday afternoon, but He Ling and I are just friends."

"As for the photos He Jiaxin gave you, you have no memory, so it's useless for me to say more. If you want to know the truth, it's better to ask her to send you the surveillance video. The one that has not been edited will be more realistic."

"Okay, do you have anything else to ask?"

Yu Huan felt tired after talking too much.

Song Zhiyan looked at her and whispered: "No more."

He already believed it.

Yu Huan explained very thoroughly and his expression was very calm. The looming suspicion and anger in his heart had indeed subsided, but he didn't feel happy. Instead, he felt a huge emptiness and helplessness.

"Huan, Huanhuan... Do we have to separate?" The young man raised the corners of his lips, but his smile looked particularly bitter.

"Yes." Yu Huan leaned back slightly, avoiding his hand reaching for the side of her face.

He slowly withdrew his hand and fell silent again.

The two of them spent a few dozen short and long seconds with their own thoughts in mind.

Just as Yu Huan stood up and was about to leave, he suddenly said, "What if I don't agree?"

Yu Huan was unmoved, "Falling requires the consent of both parties, but breaking up requires only a unilateral decision. I'm leaving and I'll see you again when I have time."

After turning the door handle, Yu Huan heard the answer he wanted.

He said: "Okay."

[During the mission, the love value is 2-62. 】

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Because of the breakup, the two of them went back and forth in the ward for a long time, but in fact only more than half an hour passed.

In the corridor, Yu Huan met Sheng Mingyu, and it turned out that he hadn't left yet.

Yu Huan stood there and looked at him several times.

"What's wrong? Sister." He took the initiative and walked over.

There were many people walking in the corridor, so it was not a place for small talk. Yu Huan said, "Come with me for a moment. I have something to ask you."

"okay."

Sheng Mingyu didn't know why, but he followed her step by step.

When we arrived at the stairwell, the heavy door closed, instantly blocking out the sounds of the corridor and making it much quieter.

"Sister, what do you want to ask?"

"I want to ask, do you still like me?"

"..."

The young man who was attacked opened his eyes slightly, clenched his hands hanging by his side, and his expression was a little confused, as if he was dumbfounded by her question.

Yu Huan suppressed a smile and raised her hand to wave in front of his eyes, "Mingyu, you don't have the mental endurance."

"I'm good!" The young man denied it very quickly and grabbed her wrist. A trace of blush appeared on his handsome face, but his eyes were somewhat dissatisfied.

Yu Huan: "..."

"Okay, okay, I understand." She skipped this step perfunctorily, pulled back her hand and asked him, "So, do you still like me?"

It was after seeing the photo of him kissing the top of her hair that Yu Huan asked this question.

Hearing this, Sheng Mingyu's face showed embarrassment and evasion. He lowered his eyes to the ground, then raised his eyes to peek at her, and then whispered sheepishly, "I like it."

"Always like it," he emphasized.

Yu Huan smiled and said, "Do you want to try it?"

"try what?"

"I just broke up and want to start a new relationship. Should we try it?"

"Try, yes, do you mean falling in love?"

Sheng Mingyu felt like a pie was falling from the sky. He was hit so hard that his head was dizzy and he could not speak clearly.

"Yes!" Yu Huan nodded.

Sheng Mingyu pursed his lips, "It's a bit unreal."

He always felt like he was dreaming.

Yu Huan poked him, "Come here and lower your head."

The young man silently came closer, obediently bowed his head, but his dark eyes looked at her quietly, unblinking.

Yu Huan stood on tiptoes.

Slowly, the boy's body froze, and the soft and warm touch touched the side of his face. He only felt his face getting hot. He pinched the girl's shoulders with his big hands to steady himself, and his fair face suddenly turned red into a shrimp shell.

She, she kissed him.

Boom, a firework exploded in Sheng Mingyu's mind.

Going crazy.