Chapter 92 The villain from the previous world is reborn
Nan Jia bit into a large piece of meat with a satisfied expression. When she heard He Keyue’s question, she waved the iron stick in her hand: "He If you don’t have a stomach problem, you can eat it.”
“Yes,” Mo Yan said with his eyebrows lowered, and he quickly destroyed the skewers handed over by Nan Jia.
The speed was so fast that Nanjia suspected that he swallowed without chewing.
Nan Jia gave other dishes to Mo Yan: "Eat more, you haven't eaten all this time."
A stream of spicy food penetrated Mo Yan's nose. Mo Yan resisted the urge to cough and finished the food in one bite.
Looking at the loving look of the two of them, He Keyue couldn't help but pick up her phone to take pictures of some sad scenes.
Just as He Keyue raised her phone, Nan Jia reached out to block the lens.
He Keyue tilted her head and looked at Nanjia in surprise, not understanding her actions.
Nan Jia looked slightly apologetic: "Yueyue, I'm sorry. I don't like taking pictures."
Mo Yan's swallowing movement stopped for a moment, and he raised his eyelids slightly, looking at Nan Jia's dark eyes that were particularly deep.
"Ah?" He Keyue shouted in surprise
"Hmm"
He Keyue put the phone in her bag and said: "Okay, but You don’t have to apologize to me. It’s just different habits.”
“Hey, Yueyue is the most considerate?”
Back home, Mo Yan watched Nan Jia take the pills, and then he urged Nan Jia to go to bed to sleep and rest.
Nan Jia felt a little strange about Mo Yan's attitude: "You won't sleep with me today?"
And why did it feel like he wanted to urge her to go to bed early?
Mo Yan covered Nan Jia with the quilt and explained: "I still need to go to the study to hold a video conference, and it will probably be very late. I will sleep in the guest room today."
Nan Jia waved to Mo Yan: "Oh, okay, go to the meeting quickly."
"Well, good night."
"Good night"
Mo Yan put out the light, closed the door, and his expression changed instantly.
He leaned against the wall and pressed his hand hard on his stomach, causing creases in his shirt. His face was pale and there were beads of sweat on his forehead.
Mo Yan slowly walked downstairs while holding on to the wall, and took out his stomach medicine.
Mo Yan's fingertips trembled slightly as he pressed the pill, and he stuffed the pill into his mouth.
He looked at the pill box that was thrown on the coffee table and glowed under the light, and he smiled bitterly.
Mo Yan leaned back on the sofa, feeling decadent and violent emotions lingering around him.
He pinched his eyebrows to ease his mind.
Isn’t this what you want? Why do I feel uncomfortable and dissatisfied in my heart?
Replace Nanjia's previous memories so that no matter how many secrets she has, she will never leave him again.
It’s just that my mood now is a bit complicated.
The next morning Nan Jia touched the black spots under Mo Yan’s eyes: “The video conference lasted very late yesterday?”
Nan Jia touched Mo Yan’s skin with her fingers At that moment, Mo Yan closed his eyes, and his eyelashes brushed against Nan Jia's fingertips.
“Hmm”
Mo Yan almost didn't sleep last night.
Nan Jia picked up the toast on the table and asked: "By the way, Mo Mo, do I still want to go to Wang Xinyang's place? I think my memory has almost recovered."
Mo Yan stopped wiping the jam with his hand and said slowly: "Go ahead."
"Okay, it's just that it's annoying to go every day." Nan Jia complained coquettishly, Mo Yan reached out and touched Nan Jia's head, his tone was low but contained some unknown meaning: "It will be soon. , I won’t have to go there soon.”
"Oh"
When He Keyue saw the news in the group, she asked: "Hey, Nannan, I heard that Li Yiwei has returned to Beijing again? Is it true or false? Didn't your man let her go? Why are you back in the small county? "
Nan Jia nodded: "Well, it seems that you are coming back for a blind date?"
The Li family met Mo Yan a while ago. I asked Mo Yan what he meant by phone.
He Keyue rolled her eyes: "Blind date? Is she willing to give up your fiancé?"
He Keyue thought for a moment and said, "I think she might find trouble with you."
Li Yiwei has never been the kind of person to swallow his anger, and he always felt that she would not be so peaceful when she came back this time.
"Her? Can you touch me?"
Nan Jia raised her eyebrows with a look of disdain. Except for Mo Yan, no one can control Nan Jia.
“Yes, she is an abandoned child.”
Mo Yan had a social event in the evening and couldn't get away from it. He thought the psychological hypnosis was coming to an end, so he didn't accompany Nan Jia to the clinic, but asked the driver to take Nan Jia there.
Following the same process, Nanjia lay on the bed and slowly immersed herself in the life described by the doctor.
Half asleep and half awake, the sound of milk and milk suddenly sounded in Nanjia's mind.
The voice was extremely irritable: "Nannan, wake up quickly. Whether you wake up or not, you will become mentally retarded and a fool! You are the kind of fool who can only shout abaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaa."
After being scolded, Nanjia immediately became energetic: "How dare you scold me? Who are you? Do you want to die?"
The survivor paused for a moment, and then began to cry heartbreakingly: "It's over, it's over, Nan Nan has really become a fool. Even I don't remember it."
Nan Jia frowned. She had a headache from the noise from the survival students: "Stop howling, it's too noisy."
< br>"Nan Nan, do you really not remember me? I am a survival student, the master's younger brother. In the current system, you have no influence at all? You are a dragon yourself, and you came to this world to conquer the master. You don’t remember this either?”
Survival? This name seems familiar.
Nan Jia racked her brains to recall such a name, and her consciousness gradually became clearer.
The white mist in his consciousness dissipated, and Nanjia saw a huddled black ball.
"Survival? How could I forget you?"
A chill rose in Nanjia's heart, and his whole body began to tremble, and his hands and feet were cold.
Not only did she forget about survival, she also forgot about her past.
The survivor saw Nanjia appearing in his consciousness, and he hurriedly ran to Nanjia's feet: "Nannan, if I hadn't come out to stop you, you would have completely forgotten."
Nanjia's legs and feet were a little weak, so she simply sat on the ground. She looked at Qiu Shengsheng with a complicated expression: "Is it Mo Yan's fault for my confusion of memory?"
"Yeah"
Qiu Shengsheng Its eyes glanced at Nanjia's pale face, and it whispered: "Your current memory is still wrong, I will give you your correct memory first."
"Okay" Nanjia closed his eyes and let Survival helps her sort out her memory.
Wang Xinyang looked at Nanjia, who was pale and frowning on the bed, and began to panic in his heart.
Will something happen to Nanjia?
If something happens to her, I can't afford it.
Wang Xinyang clenched his fists and pinched his palms with his nails to keep himself calm. He took a deep breath and started to guide: "Nanjia, Nanjia, can you hear my voice? Don't think about anything now, relax, don't be nervous, take a deep breath."
Wang Xinyang's words were completely absorbed Nanjia is shielded.
After accepting her original memory, Nanjia opened her eyes in her consciousness. She pursed her lips and stared at the ground, looking like she had been hit hard.
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