Girlfriend Is Strange

Chapter 1 Part 2

He stared straight at her, still unresponsive.

"You have amnesia, I know you can't remember." She smiled lightly.

"You said, you live near the place where my car accident happened?" He raised his eyebrows and asked. The secretary showed him the itinerary, and there was no reason for him to be there on the day of the accident.

"Yes, that day you knew that I was on my menstrual period and I was resting at home because I was not feeling well, so you specially brought ginger soup for me to drink, and it turned out..."

"Wait..." The two thick eyebrows were tightly frowned, "You said I will deliver ginger soup for you? No, I can't do this kind of thing!" Unless he is crazy, his work schedule will not be finished until the end of the year , how can I give ginger soup to women when I have time?

"But you did." Why deny it? Well, he has amnesia, and it's understandable.

"Then... where did I buy the ginger soup?" As far as he could remember, the word "ginger soup" hadn't appeared for decades.

She was dumbfounded by the question, "Ask me? You bought the ginger soup, not me. How would I know? But you brought it in a thermos, so I don't think you bought it..."

"So, I cooked the ginger soup?" Yan Zhipeng leaned back, folded his arms around his chest, and smiled, "Miss Huo, unfortunately, I never cook."

"I know that." She frowned slightly. She once asked if he cooked the ginger soup, but he always smiled and didn't answer, but she knew he didn't cook because he had a chef in his family.

"You know?" He chuckled, "I don't think it's a secret."

Could it be that he, like his sister, thought she was a gold digger who popped up halfway, clinging to him and trying to pretend to be his girlfriend?

"The vacuum flask is still at my house, I can show it to you."

"If there is a photo of the two of us together, I think it will be more convincing than a thermos."

"No."

"No?" Raising his eyebrows, he showed a regretful expression, "You said we are boyfriend and girlfriend who have been dating for half a year, but we don't even have a group photo. Why?"

"God knows." She murmured, "This is your request. You want us to keep a low-key relationship, and I agree. So, let alone a group photo, my family doesn't even have a single hair of yours."

Her exaggerated statement made him immediately think of the next question, "So, did we go to bed?"

The expression froze for a moment, and a blush immediately appeared on her cheeks. She looked around to make sure that no one else would hear her, so she nodded lightly, "Yes."

This man's memory loss really bothered her a lot, and even she had to tell the truth about this kind of thing. Really, she can forget what she has done!

Yan Zhipeng stared at her, the corners of his lips slightly raised, a half-smile.

"You still don't believe me?" His expression clearly shows disbelief.

"I really want to believe you, but you have to come up with convincing 'evidence'." By being willing to talk face-to-face with her for so long, he is giving her a chance to prove it.

"Last week you gave me a necklace..."

"You have to prove that I sent it."

Huo Qingxiang curled her lips helplessly, that's right, if she just picked up a necklace and said it was from him, and he believed it, she would think that his skull was really broken. From this point of view, the pile of necklaces he gave her Gifts are all useless.

"Maybe you can check the contact records, but we seldom talk on the phone." Unless there is something special, they seldom contact.

She didn't dare to hope that the contact records could help her. Even if there were, it wouldn't prove that she was his girlfriend. After all, he had so many clients, and maybe he would think that she was just one of his many clients.

Other couples spend most of their dating time at lunch and dinner, but they are different. They choose to date at breakfast time. If the other party has not arrived after the agreed time, it means that he has something to do and won’t come. She doesn’t need to call or wait. Going to class, this is a tacit understanding between them, but sometimes when I think about it, the two seem to be having an affair.

If she had known that he would have amnesia in a car accident, she would force him to take a group photo no matter what she said, and asked him to sign the photo, and indicate that they are boyfriend and girlfriend by the way... She never knew that she had to prove that she belonged to someone Girlfriend, it will be so difficult.

God damn it, why did she agree to him to have a secret love affair back then, and now she has suffered a dumb loss. She couldn't produce any of the "evidence" he wanted.

"I'll check it out, but even if there is, it doesn't mean anything." He stared at her for a while, his eyebrows frowned, "Don't you think your glasses are too big?"

She nodded, "The frame belongs to my father. It's his relic and has commemorative value." Pushing the glasses, she said coolly.

"What you said is true?" He couldn't believe it, and frowned, "Why did you bring the relic with you?" Can it exorcise evil spirits?

"I lied to you." She chuckled, "You are so deceitful. I deceived you twice." He asked this question the first time we met, and she answered him with the same words. He showed a slightly surprised expression, really Believe what she said.

Looking at her chuckling expression, Yan Zhipeng's temples suddenly tightened. Something seemed to flash in his mind just now, but the speed was too fast for him to catch it in time.

"This pair of glasses was brought by my parents when I was in high school. My father said that the frame is bigger and I can see more clearly, so..." shrugged, "It has been with me until now."

"You never thought about getting new glasses?" This pair of oversized glasses framed on her small nose bridge, it felt really awkward.

"My boyfriend also said the same thing. He promised to take me to get new glasses. I have been waiting for him to fulfill his promise." Looking at him, he smiled sweetly.

"You mean... me?"

"Unless your name is not Yan Zhipeng."

He looked directly at her. From the time she entered the door until now, he has been staring at the eyes under the frame. Although separated by a thick layer of lenses, he can still feel her sincerity, without any falsehood, but, this is not On behalf of him trusting her, "Well, let me ask you, which hand do I use to hold the spoon when I eat?"

"Left-handed, you are left-handed, but you usually use your right hand." He nodded, that's right, but this question seems too simple, and you may find the answer by flipping through newspapers and magazines, "Do I like to eat chicken legs or chicken wings?" ?” he asked again.

She thought for a while, "I can't answer this question for you, because we usually date in the morning and have breakfast together at my house."

After a pause, he doesn't like chicken legs or wings, because he doesn't eat chicken, so she didn't answer, so she got it right? But what surprised him even more was that he would go to her house for breakfast and date? When did he become Yan Zhipeng who got up early? He always worked until the early hours of the morning, never getting up before ten o'clock the next day.

Seeing that he was silent, she took the initiative, "For breakfast, you like to eat porridge with meat floss, zucchini, and preserved carrot eggs. Sometimes I will buy fried dough sticks the night before, because you like to eat fried dough sticks in porridge."

Hearing this, he mourned for her for three seconds, and slowly retorted in a low voice, "I don't like porridge, pork floss, and cucumber. I also refuse preserved carrots and eggs, and I don't even like fried dough sticks."

Huo Qingxiang looked at him stupidly, making sure that he was not joking, and immediately felt speechless to ask the sky. "Then who is Yan Zhipeng who eats three bowls of porridge and two fried dough sticks at my house every morning?" Could it be the Na'vi who came to Earth from the planet Pandora in disguise?

"It's definitely not me." Yan Zhipeng raised his eyebrows. Her words made him judge her out on the spot. This woman didn't do enough homework before leaving, but her acting skills are quite good. He was almost deceived by her, and mistakenly thought she had clear and sincere eyes.

Since learning of his amnesia, Huo Qingxiang felt extremely discouraged for the first time, unable to prove that her identity didn't matter. What made her puzzled was why Yan Zhipeng she knew and the person in front of her usually behaved differently , what she said is obviously the truth, but none of them are right...

In the end, what went wrong?

Could it be that when she met him half a year ago, it was his real "amnesia period", but now, he just returned to normal? Otherwise, she lost her memory too.

The conclusion is that she hates the memory loss. The memory loss is really distressing. The person she loves is clearly in front of her eyes, but he treats her as a fake girlfriend, and the two of them become the most familiar strangers overnight.

Sitting at the dining table, Huo Qingxiang was staring at the porridge on the table in a daze with her chin resting on her hands.

For three days in a row, she still got up early to cook porridge, forgetting that the person she was eating with was in a state of amnesia and would not appear for the time being, but she still couldn't change this habit. She wanted to eat anyway, but when she really cooked a pot of porridge, she But couldn't help looking at the porridge and sighing.

Three days ago, she went to the hospital to talk to him. That scene made her feel like she was going for an interview. Although he didn't say "please go back and wait for the notice", these days, she seemed to be waiting for the interview of the admission notice. Those who are full of anticipation, anxiety, and a hint of psychological preparation for hope to fail.

That day, they could have talked more. She wanted to tell him about the first time they met, hoping to wake up his memory. Unfortunately, Yan Xiaoqi appeared and ended their conversation, and listed her as a "refused account". .

She thought that as long as she appeared again, she might be killed.

Taking a look in the mirror, she looks like a gold digger at some point. Why does Yan Xiaoqi have to think of her as a nibbler who wants to hollow out his family's gold mines?

Taking a look at her plain clothes, she thought that Yan Xiaoqi probably believed that she, a "poor girl", wanted to get rid of poverty, so she would cling to her brother, and Xiao wanted to fly to a branch and become a phoenix.

Although it is necessary to be defensive, Yan Xiaoqi is too defensive. If she wants to get close to Yan Zhipeng now, she may have to avoid 10,000 infrared rays!

She subconsciously looked at her watch, at 7:30, he didn't come, she should get ready to go to class... This is her past life pattern, 7:30 in the morning is the watershed of dating time, if he appears before then, it means that she will Had a nice breakfast date, but if he didn't show up, she'd have to wait with anticipation for the next morning.

But now, she doesn't have to go to school, and she doesn't have a good breakfast date, so she still has expectations, but instead of looking forward to the next morning, she is looking forward to the day when the "miracle" will appear.

She doesn't know when he will be able to recover his memory, so she can only pin her emotions on miracles. "Miracle" is full of expectation, hope and joy when it comes. She likes miracles and hopes that they will come soon.

This table of breakfast is still exclusive to her today, so it's not bad to be able to enjoy a rich meal by herself, she comforted herself like this.

While holding up the chopsticks, the doorbell rang. She guessed that it was most likely the colleague who was on the first batch of layoff list with her. Because she lost her job and lost the focus of her life, she came to complain to her sympathetic fellow.

After hesitating for two seconds, she got up and went to open the door. It is better to eat porridge alone than to eat porridge together. Eat breakfast together, complain together, and then go find a job together. You won't be too lonely if you have a companion.

As soon as the door opened, the old colleague she had mistakenly thought did not appear, but she was very surprised when someone came. Her originally lifeless eyes gradually became brighter, her lips were slightly opened in surprise, and slowly curved into a beautiful arc.

"Zhipeng?"

A miracle happened so soon?