On his way back to Chengye Yard, Xu Jiandong learned the news that Xiang Huan's memory had returned to normal.
It was a WeChat message sent to him by Xiang Huan.
After Xu Jiandong stared at WeChat several times, he smiled slowly, replied unhurriedly, and told Xiang Huan that it was okay, congratulations.
Then he asked the driver to turn around and go to the train station in the town. After buying the tickets and preparing to check them, he called Narino directly.
Inform him that he has already set off to return to Lincheng, and something suddenly comes up and he must go back to deal with it.
Cheng Ye, who was on the other end of the phone, listened and said with a smile that he understood. He didn't mention Xiang Huan's recovery of memory. He just asked how long it would take for Xu Jiandong to come back.
This time, because Xiang Huan's sudden illness disrupted the original arrangement, they didn't have time to discuss the next cooperation.
"You can come back in about four days." Xu Jiandong gave an approximate time.
"Okay, she and I will wait for you."
After Cheng Ye ended the call, Xiang Huan, who had gone to the bathroom, just came out. There were still water drops on her face that had not been wiped off. She had just washed her face briefly to wake herself up.
Knowing that Xu Jiandong suddenly left due to something, Xiang Huan was not surprised at all, so he sat down and continued to wipe his face.
They are now staying in the room where Xiang Huan lives. After a kiss in the study, they returned here together.
Cheng Ye coughed, and Xiang Huan raised his eyes a little sluggishly. He remembered that the man had a fever, and quickly asked him if the fever was getting worse.
"Go back to your place, take your temperature and let the doctor take a look." Xiang Huan walked over and was about to push Chengye out.
"You can take your temperature, too. There should be a thermometer in that cabinet." Cheng Ye refused to leave and pointed to a cabinet in the room for Xiang Huan and asked her to get the thermometer.
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Huan went over and found it. He immediately brought it to Narino.
Thirty-eight degrees two, the temperature is still quite high.
Xiang Huan insisted on sending Chengye back to his room to find a doctor. Chengye didn't want to and had no choice. Xiang Huan pushed his wheelchair towards the door.
"If you don't stop, I'll jump off myself." Narino had no choice but to threaten to get off the moving wheelchair.
This sentence is really useful.
Xiang Huan still knew him well enough to know that he would really do this, so he quickly stopped the wheelchair and stood in front of Cheng Ye.
"It's okay if you don't go back. Let's talk." Xiang Huan pulled up the chair and sat down.
Narino looked at her still dull eyes and said in a gentle tone, "Okay, you can start with what you want to say."
He also knew Xiang Huan and predicted what would happen next.
Xiang Huan took a deep breath, closed his eyes for a few seconds, and avoided Chengye's sight when he opened them again.
"Do you still remember what you said to me when I was sick last time?" she asked Narino.
Narino's breath hitched, "Remember."
Xiang Huan twitched the corners of his lips, "This time, do you think I'm acting?"
"I don't think so." Narino answered simply.
Xiang Huan's gaze returned to his face, and finally stared straight into Chengye's eyes.
"This time, I really just forgot about you, really." Xiang Huan's eyes filled with mist, and he choked out the words.
"I know, there's no need to say this anymore, just get better." Narino's tone sounded calm.
But the red circles under his eyes betrayed his true emotions.
Xiang Huan felt sour in his heart, feeling that his life was so messed up, how could he live like this.
Why did it happen so
There are so many problems, and she still gets entangled with the man in front of her, so she still comes to her on her own initiative.
His illness is definitely not the sequelae of a car accident, he must have gone crazy.
"Xiang Huan," Chengye called her, "I contacted your doctor in Lincheng, please go back."
"Okay, what about you." Xiang Huan looked at Chengye.
Narino shrugged helplessly, "You know my situation, I definitely won't be able to go back to Lincheng for the time being, and the hotel project here is also
It's time to get started, and I'll still be here. "
Xiang Huan blinked, "Does what you said still count?"
"Well, when you go back to see the doctor, you should also think about the design plan. We can communicate online." Chengye knew what Xiang Huan was asking without even thinking about it.
Xiang Huan stood up from the chair, returned to the wheelchair and pushed it, "Okay, I'll take you back, don't move."
The man in the wheelchair didn't really move anymore, nor did he threaten to jump off. Xiang Huan retreated to his room.
Before Xiang Huan set off the next day, Chengye's body temperature had returned to normal.
When Xiang Huan went out, he met Director Zhang who came over to continue filming, and the two chatted at the entrance of the hospital.
Xiang Huan took the initiative to mention his illness, apologized to Director Zhang for disturbing him, and then asked how long he would stay in the town.
After hearing that Director Zhang would leave in about three days, she regretfully said that she still wanted to treat Director Zhang to dinner, but she was afraid that she couldn't make it in time.
Director Zhang let her be treated so politely, "No, no, no, I will find a chance in the future. You and Narino can come to my place when you have time, and I will cook."
Also, after Director Zhang learned the truth, he became very interested in Xiang Huan's condition, and he was considering whether to make a film about it.
I will definitely contact you again in the future
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Xiang Huan returned to Lincheng, where it was also snowing. She was too tired to drive, but she couldn't get a taxi online for a long time, so she had to send Xu Jiandong a WeChat message.
See if it is inconvenient for the other party to pick you up.
A minute later, Xu Jiandong replied to her, saying that he was not free, but sent a driver over and asked Xiang Huan to wait.
Xiang Huan breathed a sigh of relief. In fact, she didn't really want to see him at the moment, so it was just right now.
But after waiting and waiting for nearly an hour, Xu Jiandong's driver and car did not arrive, so she had to ask again.
Xu Jiandong called directly.
Xiang Huan answered the phone and heard the other party's voice, "Hello, is it Xiang Huan?"
It wasn't Xu Jiandong who spoke, but a woman's voice that sounded like Jiang Qiqiao.
Xiang Huan didn't know what was going on, "It's me, you are..."
"Jiang Qiqiao, Jiandong drank too much. Do you have anything to do with him?" Mr. Jiang's voice was calm and sounded a little strange.
"Oh, I asked him to help me take me home. I didn't wait for the car or the driver, so I asked him if he was okay?" Xiang Huan told the truth.
"Send me your location, that's it for now." After hearing this, Jiang Qiqiao hung up the phone with just such a simple sentence.
Xiang Huan looked at the phone screen in confusion.
But she still sent her location to Xu Jiandong. His phone was in Jiang Qiqiao's hand, so he could naturally see it.
Soon, Xu Jiandong's WeChat reply said that he had received it and asked Xiang Huan to wait for another twenty minutes, and the car would pick her up.
Xiang Huan knew this was from Jiang Qiqiao, so he said thank you for disturbing him and said nothing more.
The car arrived on time and took Xiang Huan back to his residence.
She had just entered the house and changed her shoes when her phone screen flashed
Liang, Xu Jiandong’s WeChat message came again.
Xiang Huan picked it up and looked at it, only to find that the message had been withdrawn and she didn't see what it was.
What's wrong with him?
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