Chapter 3: Jealous

"Then you want me to be really amnesia or pretend." Ji Nanfeng did not answer her positively. Instead, I asked.
Then, do you want me to be really amnesia or pretend? This is a resounding statement in Mo Li’s mind. Whether she wants the former or the latter? Probably still a little more of the latter! Even if it is really selfish, there is no way. She can't deny that she thinks so deep inside her heart.
"I... I don't know!" She didn't dare to tell the truth.
Ji Nanfeng smiled, holding her face in her hand and twisting it over, so that her eyes could be on her own: "No matter what I forgot, I know that you will be the person at my heart, you have to do anything." Waiting for me to come over."
The heart of Mo Li’s heart leaps straight, so he has never belonged to her in the impression of the deep feelings. Today, the ridiculousness of the heart blooms everywhere.
Regardless of whether this is a reality or a dream, she thinks, it should be content! If this is really a dream, then don't wake up.
Although it is March, the temperature in this city has always been low in the whole year, and the cold weather is even more snowy. There is a layer of frost on the glass window, and Mo Lixin wipes the glass with his hand. Looking at the snow outside, my thoughts followed.
Mo Li’s heart was trapped in his unreal feelings, and Ji Nanfeng was always looking at Mo Li’s heart.
Soon after I arrived at Shuixing Apartment, Ji Nanfeng looked at the house. Some of them were like a dream. They were obviously their own wedding room, but he remembered that there were only a handful of times when he returned three years after his marriage.
"You are coming back! I was going to pick you up, but I still want to wait at home, Nanfeng, nothing!" Just got off the bus, a beautiful woman came out in a single-family apartment, it looks like only 40 years old. Said the two.
"Mom!" Mo Li called, this is the mother of Ji Nanfeng Wei Xiulan. It is a violinist.
"Li Xin, have you been hurt? Really, if you have such a big thing, you will not call and tell you, they are discharged from the hospital. You are told that Liu Bobo told us that the accident was hospitalized. The hotel is good, how? Is it on fire?
Wei Xiulan continued, and Liu Bobo, who is referring to her mouth, is a surgical doctor at the hospital.
"I'm fine, just..." Mo Lixin didn't say the second half of the sentence. Wei Xiulan raised her heart: "What's wrong!" Could it be something?
"Mom, I don't remember more than a year!" said Ji Nanfeng. Said the cloud is light and windy.
"Amnesia! I don't remember more than a year." Wei Xiulan exclaimed, but then thought of something, and said: "Nothing, just remember, we will do it!" Forget it, then, then Duan Enran will also forget that his son and Li Xin’s feelings will be good, so although he is worried, his heart is happy.
Hey "..." Mom!
"What's wrong, amnesia." Suddenly there was a hoarse voice.
"Grandpa! How come you came," cried Mo Li.
"Why, don't welcome me! Just talk about it, I just got it wrong." Ji Shibo asked, from his eyes, it seems... still a little excited.
"Dad! Amnesia is fine, people are fine!" Wei Xiulan replied.
"That's a good feeling! Forget the cleanliness, so as not to get entangled again." Ji Shibo said, after reading it, it seems that it is not right, and quickly closed his mouth! .
Ji Nanfeng is dumb, grandpa, is this really good!
However, I thought about it carefully. I only saw that I couldn’t see the paragraph of Enron for the rest of my life. Even the grandfather who had never seen a few faces with Duan Anran knew that she was uneasy, and now she lost her memory, but she cheered her family.
"Cough and cough!" Wei Xiulan reminded the cough, let Ji Shibo immediately react to what he said.
"That... nothing, squatting at the door, going into the house, it's cold enough outside, it's all in March, it's still raining, but this is a good sign for everyone's joy! As the saying goes, In March, the snow drifted, and the happy event entered the door." Ji Shibo said, the gray beard was pumped.
"Grandpa! How long have you been here, why don't you call me!" Mo Li took the heart of Ji Shibo's arm and said sweetly, they were moved out when they got married, so someone came at home. I have to tell them.
"Shantou, there is nothing to say, we are only coming soon." Ji Shibo liked this cute and reverent granddaughter, hehe! just……
This grandchildren’s brains were dead, and they were still good with Li Xin. How to get married, they didn’t adjust all day. The most disappointing thing was that they still had a fox.
"Grandpa, let's rest, come to dinner, I will cook!" Mo Lixin entered the house without a moment of rest, changed clothes, and was ready to go to the kitchen.
"Li Xin, come back, take a break!" Wei Xiulan said with some distress.
"Nothing, the doctor said, Ji Nanfeng must eat on time every day!" said Mo Lixin.
Ji Nanfeng listened to the words, and my heart was not a taste. I didn’t say anything. I directly pulled the heart of Mo Li and went to the second floor. Ji Shibo’s Wei Xiulan had only a moment to react, but then they let them go.
In the study room on the second floor -
"Ji...Junnan Feng..." Mo Lixin completely couldn't figure out the situation.
"Call me what..."
"Ji...Junnan Feng!" said Mo Li, doubtful.
Ji Nanfeng stared at her for a long time, and finally she lost her battle and hugged her.
"Call me Nan Feng, or A Feng, I don't know what happened during the period, but I hope that we can at least get along as before." Ji Nanfeng hugged her, put herself down on her head, soft Said.
"If there was something that made you unhappy, I apologize, you can not forgive me, I will use actions to prove that I will always be good to you! Don't be so afraid of me!" Ji Nanfeng continued to say calmly.
Mo Li didn't know what to answer, she thought, if he had been so good, if he couldn't remember it, but... maybe, the lost memory will one day be remembered, then Is she going to lose him again? However, it is good to be able to stay with him now, she should be content.
"No! Nothing happened during the period, you are very good to me!" When I reached the heart of my mouth, it became like this.
There was a tear in the corner of her eye that slipped through the face of Mo Lixin. She thought that she was hiding very well. I don’t know that Ji Nanfeng was in his eyes.
Ji Nan Feng Yong came to a sense of powerlessness and sighed. He was too anxious, nothing. As long as he came slowly, one day, she would once again become the carefree, lively and lovely Mo Li heart.
What Ji Nanfeng suddenly thought of, said: "What kind of work are you doing now? I didn't remember what you got after graduating last year." He wanted her to go out and continue to fulfill her dreams, but I can't say it directly. It was he who did not let her go out to work before, after all, she is now amnesia. I can only know what to do.
"I...I, I don't have a job!" said Mo Lixin, whispering, and remembered their wedding night, the remark he said.
"Nothing, can't find a job, my husband helps you find it, don't you like wedding dress design? I will contact you tomorrow, I believe that your ability will definitely be done very well!" Ji Nanfeng said by the momentum.
He has a brother, and there is just a job involved in this aspect. Now I want to come, it is also very suitable for her.
When Mo Lixin woke up from Ji Nanfeng, it has always been in the fog. It is unclear whether it is a dream or a reality. Now I listen to him and let him go to work, and feel that he is dreaming.
"Ji... Nanfeng, you really can't remember the past!" Mo Lixin asked again.
Ji Nanfeng listened to her once again asking this question, but not angry, but annoyed and sighed.
"Li Xin, I said, no matter what I did before, so that you become so insecure, I apologize, you have to believe me!" Ji Nanfeng put her hand on her shoulder, twisted it, making them look opposite.
"Oh...oh!" Mo Li looked at his firm eyes. I don't know why. For a moment, I felt that even if he remembered, he would not hate her as before.
"Do you know Gong Yue?" Ji Nanfeng asked, Gong Yue is one of his friends. Although he and Li Xin knew each other from an early age, they did not meet much. Time was calculated. He also returned to China two years ago. The more I have been abroad before, if there is nothing to change in this world, Gong Yue has just returned to China for a year or so. In this year, there have been too many things happening. Will introduce his friend to her.
"Yue Yue!" Mo Lixin heard the name, and there was still some low voice. It is now crisp and loud.
"That is the one that famously designed the wedding dress for the Princess of the United States!" Mo Lixin had no time to think about it, it was her idol! How many people want to see one side, but this person has always been low-key, most of the design history and related fashion circles know his name, his name, age, height, fat and thin are completely unknown, but most people infer that he should be a The mature man of forty or fifty years old, and even some jealous designs, smashed him into a fat man who was short and ugly and did not dare to show up.
Ji Nanfeng’s heart is speechless. I watched my wife’s wife’s feelings of low mood. When I mentioned other men, I suddenly felt cheerful and suddenly felt that it was not a taste.
Mo Lixin "..."
She naturally does not know what Ji Nanfeng thinks.
"Well, it is him. His company seems to be recruiting new people recently. You can go to the interview. However, I just mention it, I believe in your ability."
He knows that Mo Li’s heart is very good at looking at the temper, soft and soft. In fact, he is also very stubborn. People or things he likes must be more principled.
Thinking of this, I can't help but think that he had not let her go before work, she would not go to the things, this can explain what, can only show that she loves her hobbies and dreams more than love her, he is always ranked first. He smiled at the corner of his mouth. Obviously he was very happy about this, although it was a little bit cautious.
"Really, he also has a company? And also recruit people?" Mo Lixin thought that such a person like Gong Yue, at most will only open his own studio!
"Well, Gong Yue is not his real name. You will know when you get there." Ji Nanfeng suddenly didn't want to mention that person, so he said that he ended the topic.
"Heart, Nan Feng. Go down to eat." Wei Xiulan’s voice suddenly sounded.