it's you

Chapter 47 The Him in Memories

"I just dreamed that I seemed to have fallen into the sea, or into a fire pit. No matter how I asked for help, no one came to help me."

He spoke dimly, with tears still hanging from the corners of his eyes, Qi Hao finally did not calm down, raised his hand to gently wipe his face, and said, "Don't be afraid, with me by your side, I will definitely come to save you."

Such gentle words, Dai Zishao looked at him, feeling warm in his heart, never had such a feeling, so relieved.

Qi Hao said again: "I'll watch you, go to sleep."

"how about you?"

"I'll leave when you fall asleep."

After speaking, Qi Hao covered him with the quilt again, smiled, and just looked at him like that, while Dai Zishao didn't say much, obediently obeyed, and fell asleep unknowingly.

"Idiot, it would be great if you were really a peach." Seeing him falling asleep, Qi Hao turned and left, closed the door, and muttered to himself.

Dawn broke, and the next day, when Dai Zishao woke up, he was the only one left in the room, and Qi Hao left. Thinking of last night, he was crying like a child, but the most important thing was that he offered to hug him. Such a shameful thing made him blush with embarrassment at this moment.

Sitting on the sofa, Dai Zishao picked up his business card and dialed Qiwen's number.

Soon, a call came from the other end of the phone: "Hello?"

"Hi Qiwen, I'm Dai Zishao."

"Haha, Young Master, you finally found me."

"Qiwen, I am the most powerful recently."

"Do you remember anything?"

"No, it's all bits and pieces."

"Since when did you have a headache?"

Dai Zi thought for a moment, then slowly replied: "It seems to be after meeting someone."

"I saw a person, hehe, young man, maybe this person is the key to your memory recovery, come visit me when you have time, and I will show you."

"it is good."

Dai Zishao hung up the phone and fell into deep thought. Suddenly, a person flashed in his mind. He couldn't bear the pain. Maybe his memory was really related to Dai Mo. After he calmed down, he decided to meet Dai Mo in person.

Just as he opened the door, he saw Qi Hao standing in front of him with a document in his hand, and Dai Zishao said, "You're back."

Qi Hao asked, "Are you going out?"

"Ah."

"Oh, be safe then."

After finishing speaking, the two passed each other. Dai Zishao saw something in Qi Hao's hand at the moment when he looked back. It seemed familiar, like a handkerchief. When the door was closed, he walked out without thinking much.

Blowing the wind and facing the light, Dai Zishao asked for Dai Mo's number from Zhou Daochen, and told himself that he wanted to thank Dai Mo for helping him at the banquet.

After a while.

The two met at the coffee shop, Dai Mo wanted to reject him, it was just a trivial matter, but Dai Zishao insisted and it was difficult to say it out.

The FI coffee shop is located in a high-end commercial district. People like them are most afraid of being secretly photographed by reporters. Even if they are walking on the road, Dai Zishao can vaguely feel that he is being followed, but he walks upright. Well done, naturally not afraid of those, for people without black spots, the reporter is also taking pictures to be frightened, making up a title, over.

Looking out the window, some people who were in the way are gone, Dai Zi is drinking less coffee, his thoughts have already flown to the sky, the life of a star is indeed very tiring, the bigger the halo is, the bigger the blackness is, and thinking back for a moment, Dai Mo has already arrived Cafe.

Dai Mo took half an hour by car to reach the destination. If this kind of luxurious coffee shop was not invited by others, he would never come to it. Although he has seen many big scenes himself, it is a good idea to spend by himself It's night time.

"Mr. Dai, hello."

When we met, Dai Mo was very polite, dressed in clean and casual clothes, with a student look, completely different from the feeling at the previous banquet, Dai Zi Shao motioned him to sit down, and replied: "Please sit down."

Dai Mo sat down, the two faced each other, smiled, each drank coffee, the rich aroma was tangy, it smelled very good, and the bitter taste was mixed with a trace of sweet milk.

Dai Mo couldn't help but praised: "Well, this coffee is really delicious."

"Haven't you ever drank?"

"Hey, no, a cup of several hundred, too expensive."

"Is it expensive?"

"Of course, but for you, you probably don't think so."

Dai Zishao stared at him, lost his mind, he seemed to see his former self in Dai Mo, he would care about everything for one dollar, he would not buy clothes that cost more than one hundred dollars, and he would not drink water that cost more than two dollars, since when did he start? These little coins are no longer considered money.

"Mr. Dai? Mr. Dai?" Seeing that he didn't move suddenly and his eyes were dimmed, Dai Mo couldn't help shouting.

"Oh it's all right."

Dai Zishao smiled awkwardly, and said, "Do you remember your memory?"

"Haha, how can it be so fast." He said lightly, seemingly indifferent, the movement of his hands was a little slower, and he gently wiped the handle of the cup, his face changed, and he lowered his head and said involuntarily: "It took me three years and I still think about it a little bit." I can't get up, I have the same dream every day, I always want to see that person's face clearly, but whenever I speak, he disappears."

"Who is he?"

"I don't know, I always feel that I have to find him."

As soon as the words fell, Dai Mo suddenly raised her head and said with a smile: "Haha, I'm sorry, I said something strange."

"No, I asked extra words."

Looking at his watch, Dai Mo got up and said: "It's getting late, Mr. Dai, thank you for your coffee, next time I have a chance, I'll treat you."

"I send you."

"No, no, I'll go back by myself."

"fine."

"Not good, if found out."

Dai Zishao understood what he meant, but smiled and said: "It's all about getting together with friends, what's there to be afraid of, and besides, those people are not so boring, it's like publicizing such things."

"Thank you then."

Saying that, the two got up and walked out the door. Just as they opened the door, a gust of cool wind blew, and the wind was so strong that Dai Zishao couldn't help turning his head and taking a step back, but he froze in the blink of an eye.

The hair in front of Dai Mou's eyes was tousled by the wind, revealing an uncoordinated scar, and he quickly raised his hands to cover his face, completely oblivious to the terrified look beside him.

The wind dissipated, everything around recovered, the blue sky was stained with a layer of gray, dark and bright, Dai Mo waved his hands and was about to lift his feet to move forward, but found that Dai Zi Shao looked dazed and absent-minded, and couldn't help shouting: "Dai Mo Sir? Mr. Dai?"

Hearing the sound, Dai Zishao smiled awkwardly and said, "Hehe, that, let's go."

"okay."

The sunset glowed in the sky, and in the evening, the earth was rendered orange-red. There was a lot of traffic, shuttling through the noisy streets, and driving on the road. Dai Mo remained silent in the car. Although Dai Zishao beside him did not have the airs of a star, he obviously gave people a kind feeling , It should be easy to get along with, but it makes people feel palpitations. Dai Mo can't express this feeling. He always feels that it is difficult and embarrassing for him to get along with him.

When Major Dai Zi sent him home, he realized that they were not alike, even their previous residences were exactly the same, remote alleys, sparsely populated, ordinary tile-roofed houses, this was his home.