After the photos were shown, there were photos of Xia Yan again, including her artistic photos and her stills.

Jiang Lan recognized her as the woman from before.

Her eyes flashed.

Xia Yan, love.

These two keywords kept impacting her mind.

But before she could think about it, Pei Qingsheng had already changed the channel to a science fiction drama.

Jiang Lan lowered her head again and stared at the ground. She had no idea.

Because when she wakes up tomorrow morning, she won't remember anything.

Sometimes she doesn't know whether this disease is a blessing or a misfortune for her.

In the late afternoon, Pei Qingsheng went out and came back around eight or nine in the evening.

When he came back, he gave Jiang Lan a box.

"Put this on your hand."

Jiang Lan opened the box and found a white watch lying quietly inside, but there was no pointer or timer on it. The screen showed the ceiling and her face.

Pei Qingsheng explained to her: "This is a miniature camera. You can wear it on your hand and record what happens every day, so you don't have to look through your notebook every day."

Jiang Lan was slightly startled. She took out the watch from the box and turned it over in her hands. This camera could shoot 360 degrees, and it could record almost everything around her, including herself.

But just as she was about to put it on, an extra hand suddenly appeared and snatched her watch away.

Jiang Lan subconsciously raised her head, and Lu Jingchi was standing beside her at some point.

Lu Jingchi played with the watch in his hand, looked at it for a while, then looked up at Pei Qingsheng, stretched out his hand and said, "Bring it here."

Pei Qingsheng pretended to be stupid and smiled innocently, "What is it?"

"receiver."

Pei Qingsheng shrugged, "What is that?"

Lu Jingchi refused to talk to him and stared straight at him, as if he would not give up until he handed over the money.

Pei Qing sighed, smiled helplessly, took out a black palm-sized display screen from her arms and threw it to Lu Jingchi.

Lu Jingchi caught the screen and checked that there was no problem before throwing the watch to Jiang Lan.

Jiang Lan caught the watch and looked at the two of them. Seeing that no one said anything, she silently put it on her hand.

"It's time to go to sleep." Lu Jingchi said these words and turned around and went upstairs.

Jiang Lan quickly followed. She glanced at the watch on her wrist out of the corner of her eye, and inexplicably thought of the video on her phone. Her cheeks felt slightly hot.

But tonight, Lu Jingchi did not enter the bedroom. Jiang Lan lay in bed for a long time. When she was sure that he would not come in, she closed her eyes and fell into a deep sleep.

At dawn the next day, Jiang Lan was grabbed by a pair of cold hands. She sat dazedly on the bed, and a glass of water and pills were forcefully stuffed into her while her eyes were still open.

Lu Jingchi asked her to take medicine and then took her downstairs.

By the time Jiang Lan woke up, she had already arrived at the airport.

She followed Lu Jingchi in confusion, passed the security check and got on the plane, and then slept on the plane.

She had a dream on the plane, a very long dream.

It seemed like she was dreaming about her parents, but Jiang Lan couldn't see their faces clearly. She desperately wanted to see clearly and what her parents looked like.

But no matter how hard they try, their faces are always blurry.

I can only hear them talking and laughing.
Chapter completed!