Director Zhang gave Xiang Huan a positive answer.
Xiang Huan continued to stare at Chengye, and when he saw the nurse going over to take his temperature again, he felt a strange feeling in his heart.
Suddenly, a chill ran down his back, and a few fingers on Xiang Huan's left hand shook uncontrollably.
Several memory fragments that were not very clear flashed through my mind in an instant, and I could never remember them again before I had time to understand them.
Xiang Huan lowered her head and opened her eyes wide. She was angry with herself and annoyed with her poor memory.
For some unknown reason, the idea that she had originally dismissed reappeared.
She still felt that she had met this person with the same name as Xiao Ye before.
Xiang Huan was in a state of confusion and was distracted while watching the crew filming. Finally, he just glanced at Chengye and became lost in thought.
Cheng Ye noticed it, but he pretended not to know and sat with Director Zhang chatting.
When there was a break in filming, Xiang Huan immediately came to Director Zhang, waited for him to finish talking to the staff, and asked if he could chat for a few words.
Because of the contrasting reactions between the two meetings, Director Zhang was now quite curious about Xiang Huan and replied, of course.
But just as Xiang Huan was about to speak, Chengye came over in a wheelchair and told Director Zhang that he had an idea to talk about.
Director Zhang laughed a little embarrassedly. Both sides had something to say to him. Who should listen first?
"Do you also want to talk about shooting with Director Zhang?" Cheng Ye stopped his wheelchair and looked up at Xiang Huan. "If we don't have to talk right away, then let me talk to Director Zhang first. What I'm talking about is business."
"It's my business, too." Xiang Huan spoke immediately, contradicting Cheng Ye's words.
Director Zhang scratched his head, not expecting to encounter such a troublesome situation.
Narino nodded his chin in response, and spoke after two seconds, "Ladies first, you go first, I'll wait next to you."
As he spoke, he moved the wheelchair back a little further, a little further away from Xiang Huan and Director Zhang.
Xiang Huan was not polite and immediately turned to look at Director Zhang and started talking about her.
"Director Zhang, I just want to ask, can we add one more person to our film? I'm talking about the person who was photographed and recorded. Can we add one more person?"
After she finished speaking, she looked at Director Zhang expectantly.
The voice of these words was not loud, but it was enough for Narino to hear. He listened to it while holding the phone and clenching his fingers tightly on the phone.
"Add someone, we planned it before filming. If we want to add someone temporarily, can you tell us about this person first?" Director Zhang actually wanted to refuse directly, but in the end he was not so direct.
Xiang Huan glanced at Cheng Ye, who was looking at his cell phone in his wheelchair, a little hesitantly.
But I finally said it.
"I can speak well. He is a friend of mine, a man. He is currently serving a sentence in prison. He has been sentenced to ten years. This year is the third year. I heard Director Zhang said that he had photographed a person in prison before, so I just thought of him.”
After listening, Director Zhang interjected, "I'll interrupt, what I told you is not comprehensive enough. Our documentary actually started shooting many years ago, and we are continuing to shoot it this time. It is a follow-up. It’s just that the subjects we photograph are all fixed…”
The more Director Zhang explained, the more he talked. After talking for a while, he finally explained the whole story clearly, and finally asked Xiang Huan if he understood.
Understood, Xiang Huan nodded subconsciously, but understanding does not mean that there are no doubts in his heart, and other weird things will not breed.
thoughts.
This is Xiang Huan's reaction now.
She thought for a while, then turned to look at Cheng Ye in the wheelchair, and then asked Director Zhang, "Director Zhang, so you also photographed Mr. Cheng many years ago?"
At this time, the staff came over and called Director Zhang, saying that they could continue filming.
Director Zhang happened to take the opportunity and did not answer Xiang Huan directly. He apologized and said that he had to hurry up for the filming and would continue chatting after it was over.
"Oh, okay, Director Zhang."
Xiang Huan watched Director Zhang leave, took another look at Chengye who was about to leave while controlling the wheelchair, and chased after him in two steps.
"Have something to say?" Narino took the initiative to stop.
Come.
This made Xiang Huan, who was fully expecting Cheng Ye to avoid, be stunned for a moment. She panicked and said it was fine, but she just wanted to continue watching the filming.
"Oh, then I'll go." Narino continued to control the wheelchair, preparing to go somewhere else.
Xiang Huan looked at his back, and finally couldn't help but follow him, "I just lied to you. In fact, I have something to tell you."
"The designer is waiting for me in the study. If you don't mind, let's come together." Chengye told Xiang Huan his arrangements without stopping.
"I don't mind. It won't affect your discussion. Who is the designer?" Xiang Huan followed curiously.
Cheng Ye suddenly stopped and stared at Xiang Huan.
Xiang Huan couldn't tell anything from his expression, so he had to explain to himself, "I'm sorry for talking too much. I study design, so I asked you out of curiosity when you mentioned designers. I'm sorry."
"I'm an interior designer. I'll introduce you to you later. Let's go." There was no emotion in Narino's tone.
Anyway, Xiang Huan was not driven away.
Xiang Huan originally wanted to ask her if she could help push the wheelchair, but
Thinking about the situation just now, she still kept her mouth shut and said nothing, and quietly followed her to the study.
In the study room, Gao Xiaoxiao, who has not been seen since last night, is currently reading information on his laptop.
When Chengye came in with Xiang Huan, she turned her head and stood up immediately, her eyes locked on Xiang Huan's face, and she called Xiang Huan's name directly.
Xiang Huan was stunned again, blinked and looked at Gao Xiaoxiao, "Hello, do we know each other? How do you know my name?"
Gao Xiaoxiao sighed inwardly, glanced at Chengye, smiled and replied, "What kind of memory do you have? We met at the train station the day before yesterday. We are both from Lincheng, do you remember?"
Xiang Huan tried his best to remember what she said, but he had no impression at all.
Chengye didn't say anything, and controlled the wheelchair to the computer Gao Xiaoxiao was looking at. After looking at you for a few times, he asked Gao Xiaoxiao if he had any ideas for the design plan.
"Okay, when you come over and talk, I'll show you some pictures." Gao Xiaoxiao took the opportunity to return to the laptop and no longer faced Xiang Huan face to face.
Xiang Huan suddenly became ill. Cheng Ye had told Gao Xiaoxiao last night that Gao Xiaoxiao's reaction to seeing Xiang Huan today was what they had agreed upon in advance.
Chengye hoped that Gao Xiaoxiao's appearance would stimulate Xiang Huan and allow her to return to the normal timeline of her memory as soon as possible.
This was also the plan that was approved after he communicated with Xiang Huan's attending doctor in Lincheng.
With Xiang Huan here, it was difficult for the two of them to communicate immediately, but Xiang Huan's reaction just now was within expectations. After they looked at each other, they tacitly decided to proceed as planned.
Xiang Huan also came over, stood behind the wheelchair and looked at the laptop screen, seeing many retro-style pictures.
Hotel exterior pictures.
A familiar feeling was stirring in Xiang Huan's heart.
As she was trying to figure out why she felt this way, Narino suddenly spoke to her.
"I forgot to introduce you. This is Gao Designer, my master. You don't even remember it, do you?"
Gao Xiaoxiao stood up and greeted Xiang Huan again enthusiastically, "It's okay if you forget. Let's just get acquainted again. My name is Gao Xiaoxiao."
After the introduction, Cheng Ye pointed to the chair and asked Xiang Huan to sit down as well.
Xiang Huan sat next to Gao Xiaoxiao and continued to listen to him and Gao Xiaoxiao discussing the design plan.
After listening for a while, Xiang Huan finally understood the situation. They were probably talking about the design plan of a hotel located in Piantao Town.
Interior design was not her major in college, but there was a girl with this major in the dormitory. Thinking of this, Xiang Huan felt a throbbing pain near her temple.
I obviously know that there is such a girl, but I can't remember her appearance at all.
Xiang Huan became frightened and was frightened by his symptoms of the sequelae of the car accident.
Has she forgotten more important things, such as...
Chengye and Gao Xiaoxiao
Still going on.
Xiang Huan heard Cheng Ye say, "I'm going to shoot at the old house tomorrow. You should go there too, so that things on both sides won't be delayed."
The question was Gao Xiaoxiao.
"Are you okay? You still have a fever. You don't want to rest. I'm afraid you'll faint while talking." Gao Xiaoxiao worriedly complained to him.
Narino raised his hand and touched his forehead, "This little fever is nothing. It used to be worse than this. I had to work to make money. I'm not that fragile."
"That's because you have no conditions
I can only hold on, but things are different now. Gao Xiaoxiao took a bottle of water and put it next to Cheng Ye, "Drink some water quickly. If you have a fever, drink more water."
At the same time, he also took another bottle and handed it to Xiang Huan.
Narino took a sip of water and said, "There is a difference. I am still a person trying to atone for my sins, a bad person."
Xiang Huan took the water, opened it, raised it to his mouth and took a sip. After hearing what Cheng Ye said, he choked and coughed.
Tears welled up in his eyes uncontrollably.
"Are you okay? Drink slowly." Gao Xiaoxiao patted Xiang Huan's back.
Several tissues were also handed to Xiang Huan. Cheng Ye gave them to her.
Xiang Huan couldn't stop coughing. He took the tissue and looked up at Cheng Ye. He wiped the tears from the corners of his eyes. After taking a deep breath, he finally felt better for the time being.
"Hold your breath until you can't hold it anymore." Narino taught her how to stop coughing.
Xiang Huanzhao tried it, and it really worked. He took out a breath and waited, but he stopped coughing and couldn't stop.
After feeling more comfortable, Xiang Huan's eyebrows slowly wrinkled. She stared into Cheng Ye's eyes and suddenly said something loudly.
"Narino, have you forgotten something important? Please tell me clearly."
Gao Xiaoxiao's eyes froze after hearing these words, and he looked at Chengye cautiously, wanting very much to disappear immediately.
Cheng Ye's expression also changed obviously. There was surprise in his eyes. He probably didn't expect her to react like this suddenly.
"Speak." Xiang Huan looked at his strange expression and felt irritated, especially wanting to curse.
After the study was quiet for about ten seconds, Cheng Ye, who was in the wheelchair, suddenly relaxed, curled up his lips and told Xiang Huan to come over and come to the edge of the wheelchair.
Xiang Huan said nothing, but walked up as he said.
As soon as Xiang Huan made the move of bending down, he was caught off guard and he put his arms around his neck. His head was pulled down and pressed against his lips.
Chengye's lips were a little too hot due to the fever, and Xiang Huan's head was also burned to a blank.
Gao Xiaoxiao next to him lowered his head deeply, moved his feet gently towards the door of the study, and finally disappeared quickly.
Chengye kissed her hard, and Xiang Huan struggled a few times but couldn't break away. When she felt angry and annoyed, she suddenly remembered that time.
She remembered the last time she and Xiao Ye kissed like this...the messed up memory timeline suddenly got back on track.
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