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When Zhen Yi woke up, the lights in the room were warm and dim. She seemed to sleep in the deep sea at night, wide and accommodating, a little cool, but warm.

She turned around and looked back, only to see a light straw curtain.

This is where?

Unfamiliar environment, surrounded by faintly familiar taste.

what happened?

wrong. She remembered hearing the phone ringtone in the morning, but when she woke up she saw Huai Ru. The feeling of fright at the time suddenly returned to the present.

She shook.

Huai Ru wanted to kill her. She had a fight with Huai Ru, but she didn't remember it later. She sat up and looked around.

She slept on a sea-blue round wooden low-height bed, and a circle of thousand-grass-colored mosquito curtains lingered beside the bed. A circle of milky white in-line lights overhead.

There was wind blowing from the terrace, and the gauze curtain fluttered like a faint dream.

She opened the gauze tent. A few meters away from the bed were two birch sliding doors with Baimei Aoxue painted on it. The door was opened halfway. Outside was the windward terrace, and several gardenia colored paper chandeliers hung.

A small round wooden table on the terrace, two white chairs, and a few green Brazilian trees.

Farther away, is the starry sky of the splendid autumn night.

She had no time to watch, slipped out of bed barefoot, and pulled on her slippers.

The bedroom is very large, divided into two sections, while sleeping on the bed, on the other side of the small hall, with a row of log steps in the middle, which are scattered;

Zhen Yi went down the steps and looked around.

Moon-white walls, forest-wood floors, Galo six doors.

Beauty couch, rattan wooden desk, rosewood tea table, large space, but not much decoration, expensive and harmonious;

All low-key and quiet, beautiful and precious.

To her surprise, under the steps, a two-meter square of grass was opened in the center of the room. The grass was lush and vigorous, and clusters of heads crowded the head.

On the floor next to the grass is a small fish tank with a large bowl, two small and transparent fish, like two small willow leaves floating.

There is no doubt that this is Jiuzhuang's Yanzhuang, Yan's bedroom.

But when did she come here? Can not remember.

Moreover, where did the words go?

She opened the wooden door and went down the stairs.

No one was on the first floor, only the quiet light was on.

When I crossed the threshold, I did not know how to stand firm, shook my head, and slammed my head against the edge of the door.

Zhen Yi covered her head and grinned.

I just wobbled a bit when I went downstairs just now. Why doesn't it seem that my limbs are not well coordinated? She looked at the bandage on her body, frowned, and hurt Huairu so much in a fight?

The outer courtyard was lit with milky white paper lamps. Quietly, only the faint wind blew through the loquat leaves in the corner.

Above the head is the starry sky of the autumn night, splendid and quiet. Suddenly she remembered the poem she had recited in middle school: "The sky of the night is cool like water, and she is watching the petunias."

She was not familiar with this place and was embarrassed to run around. She simply took the next step, sitting on the stone steps, holding her cheeks, watching the stars and waiting for speech, Cepheus, Cassiopeia, Pisces, Whales

It was all taught by her words many years ago.

Recalling that year, she said that she wanted to watch the meteor shower. After school, she would not let him go home. He sat on the roof of the teaching building and waited. But her daredevil remembered the wrong time, where is the meteor shower?

She was frustrated and self-blamed, so sad.

Words said: "I will teach you to see the constellation."

He pointed her to the stars in that indifferent and ordinary tone. She struggled to understand and look up, feeling really wronged and distressed. How can those little ghost symbols be constellations?

In addition to the Big Dipper like a spoon, Cassiopeia like a crown, where is Pisces like a fish? Ursa is clearly not like a big bear

Thinking of old things, Zhen Yi couldn't help laughing. When the wind blew, she heard the exorcism bell in the night breeze.

Ah, she got up immediately. She sleeps here, how can he run far? It must be in the study of the tower, the wind chimes are calling her.

She ran upside down. When I reached the study room on the second floor, I still didn't see words.

3rd floor?

She crept up the wooden stairs, hoping to jump out suddenly to startle him.

When I was almost approaching, I heard the voice of Yanmu vaguely: "The last time I took a knife and hurt you, it was too dangerous. Another one also appeared. Before that, I passed through that mental illness and hurt you. The next time her knife was facing you . "

The voice is too soft, Zhen Yi did not hear clearly.

He wanted to listen to the words of words, but he didn't talk.

"Everyday is in trouble, look at what you are sick of. What will happen to you in the future?"

The expression was light: "She is ready."

"It's a time bomb, and it will explode at any time. It will be you who will hurt the most."

The voice of the speech was fainter: "I am busy now."

In a hurry.

There is no sound.

Zhen Yi was embarrassed to eavesdrop, farther away, only to hear the voice of the female protagonist is not good, so she was casual.

Soon, footsteps came.

Zhen Yi was taken aback, quickly backed away a few steps, and ran to the next floor, pretending to be here. But the mother had already glimpsed her fleeing figure.

Going to the next floor, Yan Mu's face became increasingly unhappy.

Watching Zhen Yi dazed and forgot everything, think about the mess after the fire on the third floor, think of her screaming and crying in the yard these days and hurting herself; and the soothing night and day of comfort can not let her Calm, even hurting words

She really is

Yan Mu tried hard to calm down the instability of the chest, but her eyes could not hide the sharpness and unhappiness. She said directly: "Miss Zhen, don't go to the boy's house overnight."

Zhen Yi was a little stunned, and quickly explained: "Me and Yange are male and female friends."

"Are you engaged?" Yan Mu asked.

Zhen Yi stalked for a long while and blushed afterwards. She was sent to the door frivolously.

"Auntie," she had no confidence, "Do you hate me?"

Yan Mu was patient, and turned to go downstairs with inhalation. Naturally, she could not say that she had a mental problem. She said that she had mistreated her son. She only said indifferently: "I hate it, I just think you are unworthy."

Zhen Yi was startled. I stabbed in my heart like a sharp blade, and felt pain in my heart. She thought that her mother's resistance to her was that of ordinary mothers, but she didn't think she could not look down on her from the bottom of her heart.

Is she unworthy of words?

She had never thought about this issue, and she followed it cheerfully just because she liked it. Many people in the school said that at that time, Zhen Yi was crazy, and his grades were so poor, not worthy of words.

But that kind of gossip, she never cared, and far from the words of the mother at the moment hurt.

After all, she calmed down and said with her eyes closed, "I don't think I deserve it."

"Although I hope you like me, I can't change my original appearance because you look down on me. I will treat you as an elder, but I am sorry that I will not leave my speech because you don't like it. "

The mother didn't return, and took the back to talk to her: "Who is your elder?"

Zhen Yi was stunned again, and her words were irritating. She was so angry that she couldn't help herself for a while, and asked in a refutation: "Do you want me not to think about your feelings?"

The mother of the speech slowly went downstairs, and her voice was still elegant: "I will be angry at you with this thorn, and I will lose control when I get excited."

After finishing the rest of the speech, Zhen Yi blushed.

"Zhen Yi." I don't know when I came, and I stood on the corner of the upper stairs, my face slightly cool.

Zhen Yi was frightened.

He must have seen it. She was impolite and reprimanded by his mother. Tonight's disgrace was at its peak at this moment.

She glanced at him anxiously, then dropped her eyes. He bit his lips and said nothing, grievances, but he dared not answer.

He was too quiet, she was a little scared.

Fear that he is angry, or that he is already angry.

"Come here." He seemed to order.

Her lips trembled, and she walked up the stairs slowly with her scalp, helpless, sad, wronged, and wanted to cry.

She dragged her head like aubergine, and pestle in front of him.

Yan lifted her face, and there was a faint haze between her eyebrows. With the other hand, she took out her handkerchief from her pocket and wiped her forehead. She hit the door just now.

Afraid of her pain, she exhaled gently to her unconsciously.

Zhen Yi stayed for a second, tears burst out of his eyes, smashing into his palm, hot. The expression was stunned for a moment, and his face softened instantly, saying, "What's so bad about crying?"

She deflated, her voice was very low, only he heard: "Where is this?"

With a low eye, Yanmu had already left under the stairs.

As the saying goes: "If it is because of the mother, there is no need to cry."

"She doesn't like me very much."

"It doesn't matter, she doesn't like me either."

Zhen Yi didn't quite understand: "What?"

He said lightly: "She prefers to talk."

Zhen Yi stopped talking, his expression was that he didn't want to discuss too much.

She glanced at the third floor and asked, "There seems to be something smeared there, like the smell of burning paper."

He said easily: "Yesterday a blue bird flew in and knocked down the candle and caught fire."

Zhen Yi felt sorry: "There are so many books in it!"

Yan Ge thought of her foot injury and helped her go down: "It's okay, it's all copybooks that practice writing."

"Oh." She still regrets, "Even if you practice, keep it is a record."

Back in Yange's bedroom again, Zhen Yi's first thing was to pounce on the bed and roll in the smell of Yankee on the pillow in the quilt. The quilt was huddled together, hugged tightly, and filled the whole embrace fully, and his face rubbed in joy.

Words looked at her moving around without stop, wondering whether she rubbed her in order to rub herself to his taste.

On the top of the bed, the lights were dim and spilled on her like a distant dream. If he can, he really hopes that she has always been like this, happy and carefree, and never know the darkness and sadness.

However, he still believed her. I believe that she has the courage and strength to resist all in her thin bones, and she can face it firmly and never succumb.

The mother said, do not want him to be with her, saying that she will hurt him. no.

She is just sick now.

Eight years ago, in the four years she chased him, he was sick. At that time, it was she who had been accommodating and accommodating. At that time, it was her care.

Now that she is sick, he will of course take care of her. never give up.

Tired? He doesn't feel it.

At that time, she likes to be a cold and closed person for 4 years, is she tired?

In the past, the world said it was tiring to take care of me, you said it didn't matter; so, now, the world said it is tiring to take care of you, and I said it doesn't matter. Since we all have defects, let's hold each other to warm each other, don't separate.

She rolled around, gradually stopped, turned to look at him, and suddenly became serious:

"Speech, did you hypnotize me?"

He groaned. I have forgotten things for several days, and they are indeed too conspicuous. He thought about the prepared reason, but in a second, Zhen Yi raised his face and asked:

"You said, are you unable to hold back, what hypnotism do you use to make me dizzy, and then move me to your bed to do something bad for me?"

Speech: ""

He turned and walked down the stairs to pour tea.

Zhen Yi slipped off the bed and ran with him, this time changing his tone:

"Huairu, what happened?"

"Well." Yan Geli poured water at the tea table. "She fell to the building and died. You were irritated and out of control. I had to bring you back first."

Zhen Yi accepted this explanation.

However, wondering, she seems to have problems with her memory at a critical moment. This has happened several times before. What's going on?

"Are you always taking care of me?" She asked with a probe.

"Huh?" The question was unexpected, thinking she would ask Huai Ru first.

"I think you are haggard a lot, as if you haven't slept well." She twisted her eyebrows slightly, worrying.

"No, you have been sleeping and you don't need to take care of it. I just ran back and forth because of my busy work." He rubbed his brows.

"That's it." She exhaled, but when he saw that there was a wound on his wrist, he pulled it over and looked at it for a long time.

He disregarded: "There are patients out of control in the hospital, not serious."

"Oh." She was still worried. "Now I find your work so dangerous."

He was stunned for a moment, and then said: "There is no danger to you. Huai Rudu has revenge on you."

Zhen Yi sighed: "But I don't remember what happened at that time, what is the truth?"

the truth. When hypnotizing her, he tried to explore. But Zhen Yi doesn't remember, that part of memory may be in Zhen Xin.

He turned around and took out a newspaper from the drawer for her.

Zhen Yi took a look, she became a suspect, currently absconding?

"Only you know the truth, but you ca n’t remember it when you were stimulated. I was very emotional before. I had to let you rest here until you are ready."

He paused for a moment, before he finished.

Zhen Yi understands: "Will I resolve this matter when I adjust my status? Words, I am ready now."

She looked at him with a firm tone: "I don't know what excitement made me forget what was happening at the time, but I won't kill anyone. I don't want to be a suspicious suspect. I'm going to make this clear. "

He was not surprised at her decision,

"Okay, I will accompany you tomorrow."

She took the tea in his hand and drank it slowly, and asked, "Speech, do I think I have Alzheimer's?"

"How to say?"

"There are always things that I can't remember. Am I mentally fragile and forget when I am stimulated? This was the case at the cousin's house before, and it was the same to see Qi Mian after the court, and it was the same when Officer Lin died. So. "She frowned," How come my memory is so fragmented? "

He didn't answer.

"Can you use hypnosis to help me remember what happened then?"

He still didn't answer.

I ’m just afraid that I ca n’t remember, but I should n’t.

He took a sip of tea, put the cup down, and said, "Wait until the police station understands the situation. Let's see the police's opinion."

If you really need to wake up your memories, wake up all your memories together. Although it will be another stimulus and injury, but this time with him, and the buffer zone he engraved in her memory, she can definitely survive the mental crisis.

"Um, okay." She nodded vigorously.

Because of my determination, my mood was relaxed.

She turned to see that there was a sprinkler on the window sill, and wanted to use it to water the grass; she did n’t want to say suddenly, "Want to see the stars?"

"Eh?"

She had not answered positively, he had raised his hand to turn off the light.

The bedroom fell into darkness, but a large beam of white moonlight appeared in the center.

Zhen Yi was surprised that the grass inside the house was above the roof and a large glass was embedded. It is now night and you can see the bright starry sky in the mountains.

Bai Yueguang is like a round curtain of yarn, Zhen Yi walks into the moonlight and looks up, the night sky above

"It's so beautiful!" She lay on the green grass bed of the moonlight curtain, and moved a bit, "Come over here!"

Words passed, lying beside her, watching the stars together.

He has thought about this scene many times. Every night with moonlight, I will miss it.

Today, is it a long-cherished wish?

"It's so beautiful, such a starry sky, I will never tire of seeing it all my life." She was excited and excited. I have seen stars in many places, but I have never seen them on the grass in my bedroom.

There was darkness all around, only this beam of moonlight.

The starry sky is no longer vast and vast in her eyes, but a circle with a border, like a shattered diamond in the darkness.

Lying here, if it is raining, it will be thrilling to see the rain falling down overwhelmingly.

Zhen Yi took a deep breath and was already shaken by the night like this. She smiled in the corner of her lips: "Speech, I want to live with you."

Involuntarily, he held his breath gently.

And she looks at the sky, her beautiful eyes are full of starlight, and happily looking forward,

"If your bed is changed to a big red, it must be very nice. The big one is round, the red is red and the curtain is red"

The moonlight was washed away in the deep-spoken eyes, and the eyelashes drooped, covering the past. Under the moonlight, a very pale red rose on the cheeks.

Well, it will be beautiful.

If Zhen Yi sleeps inside, it will be more beautiful.

The person next to me stopped for a second, and the tone was longing: "Ah, sleeping in this place will be sweet every night, right?"

""

Zhen Yi pursed her lips, and after a while, repeated: "Speech, I want to live with you."

"Really?"

"Of course it's true." She turned to look at him, not wanting a dandelion, white fluffy feathers between them, zooming up close, like a round of smoke.

Behind the hazy dandelion, he turned to look at her. Under the moon, his dark eyes are better than Dandelion's dream, ask:

"Living all my life?"

"I'm talking about life."

She narrowed her lips: "What's a lifetime? Words, if you can live ten thousand years old, I will also like you for ten thousand years and want to be with you for ten thousand years."

She gleamed, grinned, and blown hard. Dandelion seeds bloom like fireworks and dance around.

He narrowed his eyes slightly, avoiding dandelion and turned his head, inadvertently, the corner of his lips bent slightly.

"Ah, words, you laugh!" She sat up in surprise, her eyes filled with unbelievable joy. Words will laugh.

He lay on the grass, covering his eyes with the back of his hand, and a dandelion seed fell on his palm. Hearing her exaggerated tone, he bent the corners of his lips irresistibly, very shallow, but like the rain and the wind, the moon was starry and rare.

She was obsessed again. He pounced on him and kissed his lips deeply.

Words, who said that if you want you to fall in love with me, let you laugh. So, I did a lot of things to make you happy and make you laugh.

But why did you smile, obviously I fell in love with you.

At 9:30 the next morning, Yange drove Zhen Yi to the police station. I called before I came, so the main person in charge of the case was waiting.

Seeing Zhenyi, Si Gui immediately stepped forward and asked her about her current situation. When she saw her well, she was at ease and lowered her voice: "Are you self-defense, right?"

Zhen Yi apologized: "I don't remember."

Yan Ge handed Si Gui a folder: "This is the identification of the injury on the day of Zhen Yi's case."

Before bringing Zhenyi back to Shenzhen City that day, Yan Ge made preparations early and asked a doctor from the HK Hospital to do an appraisal and deliberately skipped her injuries on the street and in the psychiatric hospital.

Si Gui turned and glanced, strangulation, cuts, bruises, internal injuries

She went to Ji Yang and Chen team and whispered to both of them: "This is enough for Zhen Yi to decide that Huai Ru wants to kill her, which is in line with the lawful murder."

Ji Yang said: "The Chief Superintendent, because the client is your friend, you need to avoid the trial and investigation of this case."

Si Gui froze, handed over the folder to Ji Yang, looked at Zhen Yi for a few moments, and left.

Zhen Yi realized that the social influence of this case was only a great fear. It is estimated that there has been a stir in society.

The two lawsuits last month were already eye-catching, and this time whether it was Huai Ru's revenge against Zhen Yi, or Zhen Yi's killing of Huai Ru, it was too explosive.

Ji Yang learned the general situation from the phone, not asking Zhen Yi, asking the words: "You know that Zhen Yi and Huai Ru's death are involved, why not bring her to the police station in time?"

The expression calmly said: "She is my patient. She was briefly stimulated to lose her memory and was emotional. If brought to the police station for interrogation, it will aggravate her mental stimulation."

Ji Yang had a poker face and couldn't see whether he believed it or not.

He turned to Zhen Yi and asked her several questions, roughly how to find Huai Ru, how to fight her, and how to watch her fall.

Zhen Yi replied one by one, fifteen or ten. If you couldn't remember it later, she couldn't remember it.

Ji Yang remained silent, and only added a sentence at the end of the question: "Miss Zhen Yi, are you willing to cooperate with us in polygraph?"

Zhen Yi was a little stunned: "Are you talking about a polygraph?"

"Correct."

Zhen Yi thought for a while and nodded: "Yes."

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