Gaining A Husband After a Memory Loss - Chapter 32

Shang Jing walked to the piano in a daze, calmed down, and played the birthday song for He Jiang twice.

Half an hour later, Shang Jing made another call, but no one answered.

He began to worry about what happened to He Jiang, and hurriedly called Lin Lin: “Sister Lin, does He Jiang have any temporary job?”

Lin Lin: “There are no arrangements for today… um, I’m a little unsure, I’ll ask the assistant.”

Lin Lin was heartbroken for the boss. She seemed like a good person. The boss’s wife didn’t dare to answer the question of checking the post, for fear of causing discord between the young couple.

She asked Cai Minmin to make sure that He Jiang didn’t work today and didn’t contact anyone in the studio, but her phone was turned off.

Why is it so like a young couple having a falling out on their birthday and running away from home?

Lin Lin contacted Yang Yue with experience and asked if He Jiang was drinking at his place.

Yang Yue suppressed his voice and said, “Indeed, I didn’t say anything when I came here, I just left it alone to drink and drink. I feel bad for those wines.”

Lin Lin: “It’s estimated that the two have a conflict. He Jiang doesn’t answer Shang Jing’s calls. You can take care of it. If He Jiang is drunk and can’t be busy, contact Xiaobei.”

Lin Lin turned around and sent a message to Shang Jing: “I asked Yang Yue, He Jiang drinks at Yang Yue’s place, and they have an appointment to celebrate their birthdays every year. They may not care about their mobile phones. You don’t have to worry if they leave late. Come back, lock the door and go to bed first. If you have any other questions, you can contact me.”

Although Lin Lin spoke beautifully, Shang Jing was keenly aware that He Jiang did not answer his call on purpose.

Why are you angry, he doesn’t seem to be doing anything today, right?

Shang Jing sat there, looking at the cake as tall as him, his thin eyelids drooping down, feeling a little flustered.

If the cake is not eaten before twelve o’clock, it is meaningless.

He asked the clerk of the cake shop what kind of cake would be suitable for his 26th birthday. The clerk was obviously very good at math, so he immediately said to him: “26, 27 is one year short of the age. I bought a three-tier cake, each tier is nine, and the meaning is very good. .”

Shangjing looked at the price, and it was more than a thousand.

Seeing his hesitation, the clerk said, “Each layer has a different taste. The top layer is covered with nine kinds of fruits, the middle layer is covered with nine kinds of nuts, and the lower layer is covered with nine kinds of cream flowers. The implication is absolute, you are not twenty-six years old, you can’t buy such a suitable one. There are small organs in the cake, you can put gifts, rings, necklaces, etc. are no problem.”

Shang Jing felt that the clerk was so good at fooling around. It was his twenty-sixth birthday, not thirty-nine or twenty-seven, but he was actually persuaded.

He Jiang’s 27th birthday, he probably won’t be able to spend it with him, just treat it as two birthdays at once.

value.

The price is 1199. When paying, the clerk said that if you choose animal cream, add 500.

“…”

He still bought it.

Celebrities have to manage their bodies. He has never seen He Jiang eat desserts. It is rare to eat desserts once on his birthday, so it is better to eat something good.

…

Yang Yue Bar.

Yang Yue had never seen a birthday like this. After watching He Jiang for a while, he let him drink alone and take a nap by himself.

Some emotions have to be digested slowly by themselves, and it is useless for outsiders to say more.

In the evening, Cen Fino took time to come and brought He Jiang a birthday present.

Yang Yue didn’t dare to touch He Jiang’s brows, so he cared about Cen Feinuo and Zhuang Qin: “How are you two? We will start filming in two days. Have you discussed anything?”

Cen Feinuo: “I have no problem with Zhuang Qin, you might as well be concerned about whether He Jiang is still filming or not.”

Yang Yue turned his head sharply and wailed, “No, it’s too difficult for me as a host. There will be problems here, and there will be problems over there.”

He Jiang took a sip of the wine, the liquid running through his esophagus tasted extremely bitter, “Shang Jing wants to get a divorce, I guess after the variety show, he will propose. He also asked for the studio water, thinking that the marital property can be divided. .”

At first, he was complacent that Shangjing took the initiative to care about his studio.

Yang Yue was stunned, feeling that He Jiang is now like a decadent man who has achieved nothing in middle age, and his wife has divorced him. It shouldn’t be, you are young, handsome and rich, so stand up!

Yang Yue: “Then what’s your plan, quit the variety show, settle the salary as soon as possible, and split it?”

He Jiang stopped talking.

“I can’t figure out why he wants a divorce.”

Haven’t had any feelings at all these days? The idea of ​​divorce should have existed after amnesia. It has persisted tenaciously to this day, and has never been revealed or shaken.

During this period of time, He Jiang himself had changed his thoughts, and he was not as firm as Shang Jing, and he was always ruthlessly annoyed when he was affectionate.

Yang Yue: “Do you still need to think about it? What is the root cause of divorce? It’s marriage.”

“You’re not married at all, so you can’t leave. What are you worried about?”

He Jiang: “…” He was not comforted.

Cen Fino poured a glass of wine for all three of them, and said slowly: “In the eyes of Shang Jing, who has amnesia, you are a marriage without feelings, and he naturally wants to leave. Your relationship has reached the full level, once the idea of ​​divorce arises. , if there is no major change, it will only go down this road.”

“But if you approach as an ordinary friend, the relationship is blank, there is a little sign, and the perception is very clear, he may think and respond.”

“If you occupy the name of someone else’s husband, you will naturally have some disadvantages. How can you occupy all the benefits.”

The program team has invited the emotional experts to comment on the performance of the guests, and most of them are compliments. Everyone is busy and does not have time to listen to reviews. Most of them only care about the trend of online public opinion.

After Cen Fino listened to it alone, it was still somewhat useful.

He Jiang was stunned and said, “You mean, should I divorce Shang Jing? Then pursue him again? Why leave and pretend to be the Civil Affairs Bureau?”

Cen Fino: “You drink less.”

Such a simple thing, as long as he is sober, he does not need to teach him.

He Jiang was indeed a little drunk, and his mind couldn’t move. He kept thinking that Shang Jing was going to get a divorce, feeling that he was in a dead end, “Is there any other way?”

Cen Feinuo: “It’s simple, you give him a divorce agreement, and then find a pretext to say that in the later stage of the variety show, the divorce will pay for the endorsement fee, which will delay the time. You have both signed the agreement, and Shang Jing will not feel that you are both. divorced?”

Yang Yue looked at Cen Feinuo and felt that he had underestimated this brother. He was also worried that he might not be able to deal with Zhuang Qin. It was clear that Zhuang Qin was on the pirate ship!

Yang Yue was curious: “Do you also do Zhuang quilt like this?”

Cen Fino was helpless: “No.”

He just told Zhuang Qin that he was trying to “amnesia”. If Zhuang Qin felt that he couldn’t make it through, he immediately signed up for a trumpet account and posted about his daily life like Zhuang Qin, and then exposed it to the whole network a month later.

“Will you feel better this way?” Cen Feinuo held the phone, and the interface was a Weibo account, the first Weibo: I like my new colleague Xiaozhuang.

How could Zhuang Qin bear Teacher Cen like this, blushing: “I, I also forgot, you quickly delete the trumpet account, the trumpet account is not safe, in case the phone is lost.”

Zhuang Qin supervised Cen Fino to cancel the trumpet account, and Cen Fino knew that half of the matter was over.

…

He Jiang frowned, just as Yang Yue said, this is equivalent to cheating Shang Jing again.

He didn’t want to lie to Shang Jing, and he didn’t want to “divorce” with Shang Jing. Although the marriage was fake, he treasured it.

So solemnly writing a divorce agreement with Shang Jing, He Jiang consciously couldn’t do it. After all, in Shang Jing’s eyes, all this was true. Divorce is broken, and from now on, the road will go halfway to the sky.

If after the divorce, Shang Jing ran away or found someone else, it would be too late to regret it.

Never divorce, unless Shang Jing really said it.

“Then you’re planning to pretend that’s not the case?” Yang Yue gave He Jiang a thumbs up, “You can bear it so much, it’s a pity not to invest in stocks, you must be calm if you retreat from volatility?”

He Jiang: “…”

Yang Yue couldn’t tell the emotional truth like Cen Feinuo, he tried to analyze it from an investment perspective: “You thought you bought a potential stock, but it started to fall the day you bought it. You want to see what the business can do. To what extent, the more you love, the more you invest, and wait for him to bottom out. Congratulations, you have successfully trapped yourself.”

He Jiang retorted: “Don’t analyze it, chase the ups and downs, you are a leek.”

Yang Yue: “Don’t be unconvinced. Seeing how shabby your birthday is, 88 yuan will be paid off.”

He Jiang thought for a while: “If he hadn’t accidentally said about the divorce after drinking, I wouldn’t be angry even if I saw the 88 yuan takeaway order in the trash can.”

On the contrary, he will feel that although the business dog does not spend money, it is very attentive. It is no less difficult to put a simple takeout on the table like a big meal.

What he never wanted was not that Shangjing would give him money, but that Shangjing would care about him.

Yang Yue sighed: “He Jiang, do you have a bottom line?”

He Jiang smiled, his eyes suddenly darkened.

“Yes, I have.”

As a major shareholder of Shangjing, the stock can be green, but the head cannot be green.

As long as Shangjing doesn’t find anyone else, anything will do.

Shang Jing practiced the piano in the piano room until eleven o’clock in the evening.

If his piano instructor sees it, he will definitely scold him for not paying attention to playing the piano, and his impatience is pure tossing.

When the alarm clock rang at eleven o’clock, Shang Jing stopped, sat on the stool for a while, picked up the phone, and opened the address book.

He Jiangye didn’t return home. As his wife, it’s not too much to make a few phone calls to his friends, right?

To be an elite is to bomb He Jiang’s circle of friends.

Shang Jing recalled the rules of practice, and summoned the courage to call Yang Yue: “Hello, is He Jiang with you?”

Yang Yue looked at He Jiang, who was falling asleep on the sofa, and hesitated for a while. According to common sense, he should have his wife pick him up.

But… The source of today’s conflict between He Jiang and Shang Jing is that Shang Jing was drunk and accidentally said what was in his heart.

Now He Jiang is a drunk again. In case, after returning home, he doesn’t keep his mouth shut, and tells the story that they are not married at all… Then there is absolutely no way to end it.

He Jiang can play stupid, but Shang Jing can’t play stupid.

For his good brother’s wife pursuit plan and to avoid becoming a sinner tomorrow, Yang Yue said calmly, “He drank a lot on his birthday, and fell asleep in a room by himself. Do you want me to wake him up?”

Shang Jing was silent for a while: “No, it’s the same wherever you sleep.”

After hanging up the phone, Shang Jing looked at the unopened three-layer cake, and couldn’t eat it in his heart.

1688 yuan.

Shang Jing held his knees in a daze, and in the hour before the pointer pointed to twelve o’clock, he felt as if he had returned to the moment when he woke up in the hospital with an empty head.

At that time, after calling He Jiang, he waited anxiously for He Jiang to pick him up and leave the hospital. His mood during this period was highly coincident with that of now.

The difference is that it was twelve o’clock, and this time He Jiang didn’t come.

Shang Jing got up and cleaned up the piano room, picked up the heavy cake and went out, and went straight to the 24-hour security room of the community.

He smiled and said, “He Jiang and I didn’t move. Do you want to eat? It’s not unpacked yet. It’s delicious. It can be used as a late-night snack.”

“Today is Mr. He’s birthday, isn’t it?” The security guard knows very well, “I see that the Internet is full of fans’ birthday wishes and videos for him.”

The eldest brother pointed to the side of the guide: “It was blocked and invisible, Mr. He’s fans bought several buildings in the square to scroll birthday wishes on the screen.”

Shang Jing was suddenly a little embarrassed. There has never been a moment when he was really a very popular actor when he faced He Jiang like this now.

Many people carefully prepared to celebrate his birthday. How could such a simple operation like him occupy He Jiang’s whole day?

I seem to be too reliant on He Jiang recently, and some of the almost intimate verbal interactions between the two have created an illusion. Without He Jiang, he was at a loss, not knowing what to do next.

This is not a good sign.

…

The next day, when He Jiang woke up, he found that he didn’t go back last night. He charged his mobile phone and found that there were five or six phone calls from Shangjing, and was a little flustered.

He was going to go back, but then he fell asleep and forgot.

There is also a message from Yang Yue on WeChat: “I was afraid that you, like Shang Jing, would reveal the truth of not getting married after drinking, and I didn’t send you back. At eleven o’clock, Shang Jing called and asked me, and I made it clear to him. I slept alone.”

Yang Yue was delighted, and felt that he had considered it very well. Is there any kind person like him who would emphasize that his brother “sleeps alone”?

After He Jiang read it, he fully affirmed Yang Yue’s behavior.

It’s better not to go back. Although he made up his mind to act stupid, his sadness is always real. He was not ready to face his wife who was going to divorce yesterday, and faced the fact that he was only worth 88 yuan in Shangjing’s heart.

When he woke up, He Jiang did a good job of mental construction, regained his strength, and returned to the state before yesterday. There are always peaks and valleys in the pursuit process, but the end point is always there, and it is the fool who gives up halfway.

The phone vibrated, and Lin Lin called: “Where is it, I’ll ask Xiaobei to pick you up and go to the studio.”

Except for his birthday, He Jiang’s vacation was filled with work.

He Jiang rubbed his forehead: “At the Yang Yue bar, come here.”

He lowered his head and sent a message to Shang Jing: “Sorry, the phone ran out of power yesterday. Go to work now, come back at night, and remember to eat on time.”

He Jiang went out after washing up and saw Yang Yue actually busy in the bar.

Yesterday, when the business was closed for one day, he wiped the cup with Erlang’s legs crossed.

He Jiang: “Wake up so early?”

Yang Yue shook his finger: “No, I didn’t sleep at all.”

Last night, I witnessed the scene where my brother was saddened by love. The creator was full of inspiration. He wrote a sad love song overnight, and he is still excited now.

He Jiang was speechless: “Hurry up and get some sleep.”

Yang Yue stopped He Jiang: “In order to have more inspiration, I also went to the Internet to search the comments of netizens on you and you.”

He Jiang: “Thank you, I’m not interested.”

Yang Yue said loudly, “I think they all praise you for raising cats.”

He Jiang went out: “I don’t have a cat.”

Yang Yue: “It’s not an ordinary cat. I’m talking about your wife. The most beautiful puppet cat on the Internet. It looks like a cat from a big family. It’s very well raised.”

He Jiang: “Talk about the key points.”

Yang Yue: “I followed the word cat, guess what I saw?”

“I saw a hot search that said that when you enter a job, you send a cat and you can take it back when you leave, which can effectively reduce the turnover rate of employees.”

He Jiang: “Are you going to send cats to the bartender?”

Yang Yue hated the iron and looked at He Jiang: “I suggested that you and Shang Jing get a cat and have a relationship. In the future, Shang Jing will recover his memory and want to run away, isn’t there a cat son with you? Then he Can’t come back to visit? Then don’t worry about it?”

Divorce is difficult for couples with children, understand?

He Jiang stopped, and for a moment, Shang Jing did express that he wanted to adopt a cat, but it ended because the kitten turned into a mouse.

“Is your sister’s cat about to give birth… Forget it, trouble.”

He could think that there would be a cat in the house in the future, he would take a bath when he shoveled feces, but maybe this cat would be intimate with Shang Jing, and he would become a loner.

Why would he have a cat to distract from the business scene? Do you think you are not jealous?

Yang Yue felt that his idea was a genius, and he sold it without being discouraged: “You don’t want to have two cats, you can have a dog! How loyal the dog is, if your wife runs away, it can help you tie her heart!”

He Jiang smiled: “Do you think…I’m not as good as a dog?”

Joke, he has to rely on a dog to keep the business scene? !