Mrs. Amnesia: The CEO chased her thousands of times

Xia Anyu said she didn't bring her mobile phone or wallet. She didn't believe it, so she checked the pockets of her clothes and pants, and found nothing. He held his palm up again and stretched it out to him, "Lend me 100 yuan."

"doing what?"

"Take a taxi."

"No."

She hesitated for a moment, then with lightning speed reached into the lining pocket of his down jacket, took out his wallet, pulled out a 100 yuan bill, stuffed the wallet back, and finally tucked his coat .

He was shocked and angry. It turned out that she still remembered where he put his wallet, but his stubborn temper was still the same as before.

The two took the elevator down to the first floor. The street outside was covered with a thin layer of snow. Jiang Yuman walked straight to the road. Xia Anyu followed her and watched helplessly as she got into a taxi.

The moment Jiang Yuman closed the car door, she seemed to think of something, opened the door again, raised her eyes to look at Xia Anyu, and said calmly: "I was diagnosed with a disease in the hospital called dissociative wandering syndrome. I got sick last night."

"What?" He was a little confused.

"I have no memory of what happened last night, so just pretend it never happened."

The door closes and the car starts.

……

Xia Anyu took out her mobile phone, entered the search page, and entered "dissociative wandering disorder".

Snowflakes fell on him and on the screen of his phone. He looked at the lines of text, changing from clear to blurry.

He raised his head and struggled to look forward. The car gradually receded in his tearful eyes.

Jiang Yuman returned to her apartment, took the clothes she wore when she was released from prison yesterday and threw them away at the garbage dump downstairs. Then she came back to charge her mobile phone, then washed her hair and took a shower.

My stomach hurts from hunger. There is food in the refrigerator that is a month old, and some of it is moldy. I looked around and couldn't find anything edible at home.

She felt as empty in her soul as in her belly. He lay on the bed, curled up, staring blankly at a certain spot in the room.

……

[She seemed to be ill last night, and she went to see someone I didn’t want to see. 】

She edited these three messages on WeChat and sent them one by one.

The other party quickly called over.

"Hey, are you okay now?" He Jianyan's gentle and soothing deep male voice came from the phone receiver. His voice seemed to have a special vibration frequency that could make her hanging, panicked heart fall to the soft pink feather cushion.

"I'm... not feeling well." The voice was weak and broken.

"Let me take a look at today's schedule... I have been occupied with consultations during the day. I am free in the evening. Do you want to come to my place?"

"want."

She ordered a takeaway and after eating, she sat on the sofa with her legs crossed.

She was sleepy, tired, and in a daze. She wanted to sleep, but she didn't dare to sleep, fearing that she would get sick again like yesterday.

He stared at the clock on the wall, watching the second hand ticking away.

The time was finally spent reading books, watching TV, and being in a daze. She put on her coat and took a taxi to Huaxin Building.

At 7 o'clock in the evening, in the psychological consultation room that He Jianyan often used.

Jiang Yuman sat obediently on the sofa, and He Jianyan handed over a small pink hand warmer.

"The administrative department bought it for everyone. It's just right for you." He said with a smile.

"Thank you." In fact, as long as she saw He Jianyan smiling, her heart would warm up.

"What... happened last night?" he asked softly and curiously, as if he didn't know anything.

"The wandering syndrome seems to have started last night. I don't know why, but I met someone I don't want to see again." He lowered his head and spoke in a small voice.

"Is it... a man?"

"Ah."

"Do you know what exactly happened? For example, did the other party tell you anything after you woke up?"

"I know... I saw the surveillance video..."

"How's it going? Nothing bad happened, right?"

"……"silence.

"When did you wake up?"

"This morning."

"At...his house?"

"Ah."

This is saying that he and Xia Anyu spent the night together. One is an ex-husband who is chasing after her, and the other is an ex-wife who has temporarily lost her memory. He could guess what would happen if they were in the same room together. His heart dropped, and a gloom crept onto his face.

Before Jiang Yuman noticed his mood, he said, "The treatment for wandering syndrome usually requires..."

"I hate this disease!" Jiang Yuman suddenly covered her face and started crying, "I don't know when I will suddenly get sick, I don't know what I will do during the attack, I don't know if I go with a bad person, and I don't know what will happen when I wake up. I don't remember." She raised her head, with tears on her face, and looked sadly at He Jianyan sitting on the chair, "Why? Why do I get such a disease? Doesn't God think I'm not miserable enough!"