Memory Lost - Chapter 186

One morning after a month, people found that s and Su Mian were gone.

The bed in the hut was empty. Along with T and his gun.

“Shit!” L Low scolded, a sharp eyed, picked up a piece of paper left on the table, it is t’s handwriting, a few words –

“that’s not the life that s wants.

It has given us the life we want, and we can’t live up to it. ”

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some things may be doomed. When a few days later, a group of people found K Province, follow the cane, found t’s hiding place. But he was alone in the room, with a gun on his back, watching TV.

He ate a box lunch and watched it attentively. There was no one else in the house.

A、L、R…… Several people, heart at the same time. R first asked, “is he awake?”

T looks up at them and nods, “he’s awake.”

That night, they drove to the gate of the autopsy.

After waiting for a long time, I saw a white Chevrolet and drove out slowly. It used to be his favorite car, but after he lost his memory, his choice was still the same.

A man, in the driver’s seat.

He looks, and once that person, is so different. Instead of wearing a cold black suit, he changed into a light grey casual coat. But it was still his favorite white shirt. His hair was cut short and his face was as beautiful as snow.

His hands light on the steering wheel, less once casual decadent, more quiet and focused. On the co driver’s seat, there are even several file boxes with the words “autopsy, Xu Sibai” clearly marked on them.

He didn’t smoke.

As if sensing something, he suddenly looked up and looked in their direction.

His eyes crossed, and he moved away calmly and indifferently.

As you can see, it’s a stranger.

The car of the seven followed him from a distance.

He has been following him through the town, driving several streets, to a quiet residential area. He parked in front of a high-rise building and he went upstairs. He lives in room 705, unit 3, building 10. This is the house left for him by his “parents” in the United States. He lived a simple and peaceful life. Xiao Yao is t’s assistant. Yao used to be a small part of the team. He knew his identity, but not exactly. He’ll be loyal and tight lipped. Before the accident, he had applied for a transfer to his superior. One year later, without accident, he will be transferred to Jiangcheng. His life is about to develop as expected, to meet her again, to start a clean life that has nothing to do with them or with sin.

A few days later, Han Shen, who was far away in Beijing, and Su Mian in Jiangcheng, also woke up one after another.

But it was just a conspiracy and a forgery.

Han’s father and mother, through certain relations, have put pressure on the police and Han Shen’s former brothers: “don’t we, the Han family, not face? That woman is a serial killer! And he is dead. Since Han Chen has lost his memory and his character is as hard as a stone, why let him know these things? What’s the point? ”

Most of my former colleagues sacrificed. The rest, the leader took the blame and resigned; transferred. Monkey and Dawei and others look at Han Chen, who is dying. They look up and don’t know Han Chen. They know that the once poor and arrogant young master Han is dead. They made a solemn oath not to mention the woman to him.

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four years later, Jiangcheng.

A solid nightclub.

Han Chen sits behind the screen, smoking a cigarette.

And Sisi is busy outside the screen, making coffee for him.

He didn’t like to hang out in such places. But the woman, her life or death, is unknown. What he fears most is that she is abducted, controlled and bullied. Slums and red light districts can control the lost body and soul.

One, another.

Slowly, but also a little impatient.

He missed her. He clearly felt that he was missing the woman. But if you don’t know your face and name, what can I do for you?

“Coffee is ready.” Think brought coffee.

He took it and said, “I’ll leave in a few days. Thank you

Si Si quickly shook his head: “it’s my turn to thank you. Brother Han, you’ve helped us too much.”

It was just an accident to meet Sisi.

When he woke up, the only evidence he had of the woman was the ring on his ring finger. He wasn’t in a coma all the time.

It’s like her incarnation, stubbornly waiting for his discovery. Discover the secret about her.

S&HMyheart。

How much do you love a woman in order to take her as your favorite?

He found the manufacturer through the ring. But as time goes by, there is no clue. I only know that these rings are sold in pairs.But in the plain night club, a casual search, he ran into Si Si’s hand, also has the same ring.

For a moment, his heart almost stopped. But when he saw the thoughtful face, a strange feeling came to his mind.

He knew she wasn’t.

Don’t know why, he just knows. He may not recognize the woman, but he can feel her.

He thought that if he met her again, he would feel for her.

Because of the ring, coupled with the thought of orphans and widowed mother, it can be seen that she is a good mother. So he took good care of them and asked her to help them find the woman in the red light district.

That’s why I stayed here.

“Brother Han, something happened.” Suddenly Sisi called. She lifted the curtain and looked downstairs. Her eyebrows frowned. “The police have come to take over the nest!”

Han Chen is not nervous.

“All right, I see.” He answered, lighting a cigarette again, and smoking slowly.

It was all dark. Outside the door came the sound of confused shouts and footsteps.

Then he heard someone approaching.

He was too nervous to speak.

With a click, someone put the key into the hole, and the door was opened silently.

He snuffed out his cigarette and waited quietly.

“Come out.” A clear and delicate female voice came from behind the screen. With a bit arrogant, and reluctantly compensate for a bit of patience, “to the police station to record a confession, there is no violation of the law, you will not be wronged.”

Han Chen didn’t want to talk to him. But when he looked up, there was a moment when he suddenly lost his mind.

Because of the police’s temporary inspection, the lights in the courtyard have been turned on. Shining on the screen through the window, the figure of the woman outside the screen is also clearly reflected. She was graceful and graceful, like a dream.

He knew that the truth was always hidden in the sun, and he knew that there might be rotten bones buried in the bottom of his feet. At the moment, his ears only the sound of the night wind blowing leaves. Rustle, rustle, murmur, murmur, murmur, murmur, murmur, murmur, murmur.

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