contract residual love

Chapter 19

Looking up at the wind in disbelief, "Didn't you remember everything?"

Feng Xiaoxiao' I remembered, Ling took me as a brother, but he only loves my brother, and I should love you, I also know why my heart hurts, I don't remember what else happened'Looking at Feng Wrinkle With slender eyebrows, Sanben hugged the wind and said, "If you can't remember it, don't remember it, just forget it"

Sanben came to the hospital lounge the next day 'He is now, why is his memory incomplete'

The doctor replied nervously, "Maybe the patient closed his inner memory because his subconscious didn't want to think about it"

Sanben narrowed his eyes, "Will he remember the thing he least wants, and restore his memory?"

The doctor answered affirmatively, '80.00% of the people will recover all their memories in this situation, and [-]% of them will be in a semi-closed state, but there are also a small number of people who fail to restore their memories and will go crazy'

"Hehe, it seems that God is not mean to me." The doctor looked at the three books who left with a wild laugh, touched his sweat and left with the money

Feng took out a cigarette and took a deep breath, Sanben Shenglin, what do you want to do to me, Ling and brother, but I will stop you, even with the current identity of amnesia, I will not let you Hurt them, I don't allow people who can hurt them, although I don't know why you said those words when you were alone for the first time, your heartache, why is it given by us, but we have never been to Japan before, Feng Shen Close your eyes deeply and smile, is it true that you have seen you in other places before as Ling said?

Feng stood by the window and looked outside, Sanben Shenglin came in and reported to Feng from behind, "What are you thinking?"

"Sanki Shenglin, I can't remember the love between you and me, do you love me more than I love you"

Feng turned around with an evil look in his eyes, put his hands on Sanben Shenglin's shoulders, looked at the nervous Sanben Shenglin, looked into his eyes, Sanben Shenglin smiled wryly and said, "Yes, I have always loved you, but you don't love me , I used to say petite girls are your favorites'

Feng hit Sanben's chest with a fist, "Then why, you say I belong to you, did we have that kind of relationship before?"

Looking at the calm wind, Sanben Shenglin lowered his eyes and said, "One time, you didn't reject me, but I still hurt you, why why can't I"

The wind looked at the painful Sanben Shenglin and said, "Did I make you suffer, Sanben Shenglin told me" Sanben Shenglin looked at the wind and smiled, "As long as you are by my side, I will not be in pain, even if my The pain is given by myself, and I want you to be happy too. '

"Why, you want to make me so strange?" Feng suddenly pushed away Sanben who was silent in pain, and ran out,

"Feng, do you want to leave me?" Sanben chased out and shouted at Feng's back, Feng stopped, and Sanben hurriedly caught up, among the constant crowds, Sanben hugged Feng, and many people stopped looked at them with strange eyes

Feng pushed away the three books and evoked a strange smile, "Even if I don't love you, don't think about doing strange things to me anymore"

Sanben looked at the wind 'I just want to,,,,,,'

"Stop talking, I want to be quiet, why do I only have painful memories and painful reality" Sanben looked at the wind as if he was on an island with a sad face, did not dare to stimulate him, let him go

"Feng, I didn't give you the pain before, but I gave you the pain now, I'm sorry, I'm sorry." Sanben drove away from the hospital depressed

Chapter 22残爱留伤[本章字数：2108最新更新时间：2014-03-0717:57:15.0]

The wind came to a cafe. In the cafe, a handsome young man played the piano and sang a gypsy song with a smile. The cheerful song and the beautiful piano sound made people relax, as if they could feel the sunshine, and the wind was careful. Listening to a smile, but only a flash in the pan, evoking a bitter mouth

Feng came to the bar, "Boss, can I perform a song here?" The boss looked at Feng, with slanted and slender eyebrows, bright phoenix eyes, tall but delicate nose bones, plump lips and a mouth shape, "It's really sweet. Exquisite facial features' sighed the boss,

Feng now has dyed black hair, wearing a fancy suit, like a gentleman asking 'can't you'

The boss came back to his senses, "Yes, but have you performed before?" Feng smiled a little

Feng watched the handsome young man coming to the bar after the performance, "Sister Lily, I'll go back first"

'Well, today's song is good, here is tomorrow's score' the boss handed out the score, the boy took the sunshine and left

"Okay, you get ready," the boss said to the wind, "No, you can do it now"

Feng came to sit in front of the piano, stroking the keys with his slender fingers, a piece of music that he used to listen to with Ling and brother, burnig slowly came to hope and slowly came to temptation, Feng sang, there was no previous passion, only light Talking lightly and shallowly, people can't help but feel sad, heartbroken for the young man who played the piano, among many people, they have seen his previous performances, but they don't associate the current wind with the fact that this person refused several times Singer Feng signed by an entertainment company.

After the performance came to the bar, "thank you", the boss saw that Feng was about to leave, "wait a moment", Feng looked at the boss sitting opposite, a woman in her 30s, with a plump figure, delicate facial features, and capable short hair

The wind asked 'what's the matter'

"It's nothing, can you come here to perform, of course I will prepare your daily salary" The boss made a gesture, Feng looked at the boss, knowing that the price of this number is sincere

Feng said apologetically, "I'm sorry, I'm just a tourist, and I'll leave here soon." The boss looked at Feng and smiled and said, "It's not okay to perform a song at around 9 o'clock in the evening before leaving."

The wind looks at the sincere boss 'OK, I can try'

Feng walked out of the cafe and looked at the busy passers-by, not knowing where to go, making a bitter smile, "Do you have time?" A voice came from behind

Wind looks like the boy who performed 'Is there anything wrong' before?

The young man smiled gently, "Excuse me, my name is Han Zheming." Feng looked at the friendly young man and knew he was not here to cause trouble, and stretched out his hand, "My name is Lin Feng." He shook hands, and Han Zheming asked sincerely, "Can I buy you a drink?" ' the wind nodded

When I came to a bar, I looked at Han Zheming who was always smiling and asked, "Why do you love to smile so much?"

Han Zheming looked at Lin Feng who had no expression all the time, or who was always in his own sadness. Instead of answering, he asked, "Lin Feng, what kind of person are you?" Han Zheming looked at Feng as if he didn't hear it, and seemed Han Chul-myung sincerely apologized with an evasive expression 'I'm sorry'

Feng raised his head and smiled slightly and said, "I'm a person who doesn't know why I'm alive"

Han Zheming showed confusion and said, "People don't need a reason to live, as long as they are happy"

Feng looked at Han Chul Myung and said 'what would you do if the person you love and the one closest to you betrayed you'

Han Zheming smiled and said, "Maybe it will help them, let them leave with a smile and play with themselves"

Feng frowned, "After fulfilling them, I know they are in danger, if you will help them?"

'Yes' Feng looked at the determined Han Zheming and asked "Why", Han Zheming smiled and said, "Didn't you say that they are the people you love the most and the people closest to you?"

Feng smiled and said, "What a fool." Han Zheming looked at Feng and drank a glass of wine drunk, "Don't drink it." Feng shook his head and drank it, "Wait for me." Han Zheming nodded to express his understanding

Feng came to the bathroom, "Come out." Two bodyguards in black came out, "You guys go back, tell Sanben Shenglin, I will go back by myself when I have had enough fun"

The bodyguard glanced at him and said, "Master Feng is very worried about you, let's go back with us." Feng Xi looked at the bodyguard in the mirror with a threatening tone, "Go back, don't follow me anymore, I will go back if I want to go back" The bodyguard looked at Feng who was leaving and looked at each other to contact Sanben Shenglin

Wind comes to Han Chul Myung's side 'Let's go'

Han Zheming picked up his clothes, came to the parking lot and opened a red Ferrari, Feng sat in and didn't talk, although he wondered why he had a sports car and went to work there, or it was just a hobby, Han Zheming asked, "You go there, I will send it off." you'

Feng looked at Han Zheming with a secret in his eyes and said, "I have no place to go." Han Zheming looked at Feng and knew that he didn't want to go home and said, "Come and live at my house."

Feng smiled and said, "Is it okay?" Han Zheming nodded and said, "But there will be many people coming to my house for something, so don't open the door when I'm not around." smile

When Sanben received the call, he showed bitterness, "It seems that he doesn't want to come back, and the contact person will meet in New York, USA in a month's time."

'Yes' Watching the bodyguard leave, Sanben Shenglin fell into a stroke of his own calculations, I will let you come back to me willingly, so my plan is about to start, how can I do without you

Came to Han Zheming's house, a duplex apartment, one bedroom, a large living room, decorated in the format of a bar, the bar sofas are all purple and red, even the ashtray is purple "Do you like purple?" Feng asked Han Zheming

Han Zheming poured good tea, "I like sky blue, but there are very few blue ones that satisfy me, so I used purple and red." Feng looked at Han Zheming's tea and asked, "Hehe, do you have any wine?" Feng looked Han Zheming nodded

Feng quickly said, "Then I want to drink." Han Zheming opened a bottle of red wine and took two deep-mouthed red wine glasses to pour and handed it to Feng.

Han Zheming looked at the drunk wind and came to the bedroom to "wake up the wind"

Han Zheming gently shook the wind, seeing that the wind did not wake up, he lowered his head and wanted to kiss the wind, but in the end he still did not dare to kiss him

After taking a shower, Han Zheming changed into a bathrobe and came to the computer, hacked one website after another, looked at Feng’s information, American nationality New York, Xie’s family, housekeeper Lin Jiayao’s adopted son, Han Zheming whispered’