Chapter 132 She does not have amnesia

Author: Yu Chenhuan

Chapter 132 She does not have amnesia

When Cen Beichen returned to the famous residence No. 10, Huo Qianchu was still asleep. He put the new mobile phone next to her pillow, and then went to the kitchen to make porridge.

While he was leaning on the island and waiting for the porridge to be ready, he came across Huo Qianchu's old mobile phone with a smashed screen in his pocket.

After a slight hesitation, he took out his phone and turned on the screen.

Huo Qianchu's mobile phone did not have a password. Although he had never seen her mobile phone before, he knew that her mobile phone had always had a password at that time. It would not be difficult to guess it now without a password.

When she was in a car accident, her face was injured and bloody. The face unlock on her phone was probably no longer usable. If she was struggling to speak, she probably couldn't summon the voice command.

In that situation, if she didn't set him as an emergency contact and wanted to call him, it would be difficult to unlock it.

Cen Beichen frowned, he would probably never know what Huo Qianchu wanted to say to him on that call he didn't receive.

Or maybe she actually couldn't speak anymore and just wanted to hear his voice.

Cen Beichen raised his head, closed his eyes, took a breath for a while, calmed down, and opened the photo album on his phone.

In the past three years, although he occasionally visited her, he never had enough time and did not dare to come forward. He mostly looked at her from a distance.

Sometimes, he wanted to ask her about her life in the past three years, but he didn't dare to ask, even though he knew in his heart that she was still happy even without him in the past three years.

But he was afraid to hear such words come out of her mouth.

There are not too many photos in Huo Qianchu's photo album. Apart from her own photos, the most photos are of her and Lu Xing, and occasionally there are a few photos with Xie Duo.

But it can also be seen that Xie Duo should be responsible for taking photos most of the time.

There are also photos of other people in the album, probably Huo Qianchu’s classmates or other friends, but they don’t appear frequently, and the same person rarely appears repeatedly——

Except for one unfamiliar face.

This person appeared relatively late, and although the frequency is not as high as that of Xie Duo, considering the relationship between Xie Duo and Lu Xing, it is normal for Xie Duo to have a high probability of appearing.

So this person is obviously different from other people.

He was probably the boy they were talking about before.

And as we scroll further back, he appears more frequently.

Cen Beichen took a breath, put the phone aside, turned to look at the porridge in the pot, and frowned slightly.

After a long time, he swiped the screen again, past the photo with that man, and scrolled all the way to the bottom to see the most recent photo.

There are fewer recent photos, and the last one is the photo she took with Lu Xing on the cruise ship.

He scrolled up a little, and found that the only photo with him was probably taken at Professor Xu's house not long after she came back. He was only a shadow in the photo.

It turns out that having photos occupy one's photo album is also a privilege.

He sighed softly, exited the photo album, looked down at the desktop of his phone, and was in a daze for a moment before his eyes fell on the memo.

He often writes down some things in his memo. The first thing after going to work and the last thing before leaving get off work every day is to check the memo to see if there is anything that has not been done.

Huo Qianchu also knows this habit of his, so he often secretly writes a few words in his memo, as if to remind him of his existence anytime and anywhere.

He curled his lips and clicked on the memo.

Huo Qianchu's memos also contain a lot of things about patients. Among these work-related memos, there is a memo with his name.

The time of the memorandum was on the cruise ship, the night she agreed to be with him.

He clicked on it and recorded some analysis and conclusions in an orderly manner.

The further down he looked, the uglier his face became.

His eyes finally stopped at the last line of words——

Wait until he has the strongest feelings for you before dumping him.

Cen Beichen put his hands on the island platform, closed his eyes, and tried to hide the pain in his eyes.

Therefore, Qiao Yan's previous guess was correct. She had no amnesia and had never had amnesia.

She returned to him not because she still missed him, or because he once guessed that "after losing her memory, she still feels familiar with the people before."

Simply because the pain she had suffered was caused by him, and she was using her own methods to "retaliate" against him, which was disgusting.

After Qiao Yan guessed with him that Huo Qianchu had no amnesia, he thought about testing her and guessed the reason for her return.

He once wondered if she could not let him go either.

Recently, he could actually tell that she didn't care about him that much, so he comforted himself that she had just forgotten, and that everything would be fine when she remembered or when she got used to him and accepted him.

But in fact, this is just wishful thinking on his part.

*

When Huo Qianchu woke up, the bedside lamp was on. Although the light was adjusted to the darkest level, he could still see everything in the room clearly.

The curtains on the balcony were opened a little, and Cen Beichen was leaning on the balcony railing, the cigarette butts on his fingertips flickering.

She looked at him without moving.

Cen Beichen was smoking a cigarette and turning his head from time to time to look at the situation in the room. When he turned his head again, he saw that Huo Qianchu had woken up and was looking towards him.

He put out the cigarette in his hand, raised his hand and waved it to dissipate some of the smoke smell, then opened the door and returned to the room, "Wake up."

"Yes." Huo Qianchu responded and wanted to lift the quilt and get out of bed, but a heart-wrenching pain came from her wrist, and she let out a low cry.

Cen Beichen walked over and held her wrist. He hadn't noticed it before, but now the back of her hand was bruised and her wrist was swollen. "Eat something first. I'll take you to the hospital for an X-ray later."

, see if there is any problem with the bones.”

Huo Qianchu had just woken up and had been under the quilt. Her hands were very warm, so she could clearly feel the coolness coming from Cen Beichen's hands.

Jincheng in September was still warm even at night, but his whole body seemed to be radiating a chill.

Huo Qianchu pursed her lips and whispered after a while, "Bring me the clothes."

The pajamas were actually already on the bedside. Huo Qianchu took a look, but her hands were so painful that she couldn't pick them up.

Cen Beichen took her pajamas, hesitated for a moment, then pulled away the quilt and carefully helped her put it on while avoiding the wound, "I've made porridge, let's eat some first."

Huo Qianchu nodded and wanted to get out of bed, but was picked up by him again.

When he arrived at the restaurant, he put her on a chair, brought a bowl of porridge over, sat down next to her, took a spoonful of it, blew on it, and then handed it to her mouth.

She looked up at him and asked in a low voice, "Have you eaten anything?"

"Not yet, you eat first." Cen Beichen whispered.

Huo Qianchu felt that his voice was slightly hoarse. She thought it was because he had just smoked in the room, but after a while, it was still a little hoarse. She looked at him, then opened her mouth and took the spoonful.

Eat the porridge in your mouth.

But she vomited it out quickly. She couldn't pull the paper and her hands were injured, so she could only turn her head and vomit on the table.

"What's wrong?" Cen Beichen frowned and looked at her expression. He also took a spoonful of porridge and put it into his mouth, and then spit it out. He sighed softly, "I'll go get a bowl of noodles."

He cleared the table and went into the kitchen.

In the open kitchen, Huo Qianchu could just see his back from where he was sitting. He stood in front of the stove for a long time, and finally turned around and walked out, "What do you want to eat? I'll ask someone to bring it to you."
Chapter completed!